Author's note:
This is my first ever fanfic. I own nothing. All characters are made by the BBC, full credit to them :)
One morning, Madame Vastra awoke extremely early. She sat up, rubbed her bright, blue eyes and stretched. It was unusual for her to wake up before her beloved maid and wife, Jenny Flint, but when she did she treasured the moments spectacularly. As soon as Jenny woke up, she was up and out of bed and her long hair was tied up in a tightly wrapped bun. She refused to take it down until it was time to sleep and Vastra would usually stroke it, twisting strands of it round her little finger until her darling fell fast asleep. She saw an opportunity to play with that long, soft hair and she wouldn't let it go to waste. She started at the top of Jenny's head and let her scaled hand slowly glide down to the ends. Sometimes it felt as though killing was all Vastra knew, and that all she could do was harm the 'apes', as she called them, but never Jenny. She was special, the only human worth protecting. The hands that stroked the beautiful, if not slightly messy, mass of hair could tear a human to pieces, yet it was getting lost in this silky, ebony sea. As the younger woman slept, a small smile seemed to appear on her face.
Vastra could be so harmful, yet so affectionate. It was really quite adorable.
Thanks for giving this newbie a chance! Be sure to review and tell me what you thought!
