"My Dear Doctor,
FIX THAT DAMNED CHAMELEON CIRCUIT ALREADY.
Also I've made dinner. I know you don't eat whenever one of your Earth girls leave. Your plate is beside the console. Neglect to eat it, and I do believe I'll have to force feed you. You remember how unpleasant that is.
XOXO,
The Master"
"Doctor?" Rose calls, quizzically. She'd been rummaging through the wardrobe, looking for a warmer jacket, when she'd stumbled upon this note, all crinkled and yellow and ugly.
"Yeah?" He answers, his voice muffled, most likely by some shirt or another. Probably one with ruffles, knowing him.
"I found a note." Rose says. She holds the piece of paper up, as if The Doctor would be able to see it.
"Did you?" He asks, absentmindedly. Rose rolls her eyes, and drops her arm.
"Yeah, it's from some bloke who calls himself The Master." She says. The note is quickly snatched from her hand, and stuffed into The Doctor's pocket. His cheeks are slightly flushed; as if he'd experimented with blush. Rose smirks at the mental image. "You know him?"
"Not anymore." The Doctor says. He purses his lips, and marches out of the room. Rose shrugs, and turns back to the box, and the obnoxious multicolored jacket inside it.
I hope this chapter is okay. I spent three hours writing it, even though it's so short.
Well, I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Also, what do you guys think of Missy so far? I'm not exactly sure what to think of her.