"I know!" The Doctor exclaimed. "Let's go to a Cheesecake Opera!"
He and The Master had been trying to decide on somewhere to go for about an hour and a half.
"A Cheesecake Opera?" The Master repeated. "What, might I ask, is a Cheesecake Opera?"
"Well, it's a big opera where people sing about cheesecake and they give you free cheesecake, and just celebrate cheesecake, really."
"Fine. Let's go to your 'Cheesecake Opera'." Sighed The Master, knowing that, as they didn't have any other ideas, he didn't really have much of a choice.
"Okay, we should be arriving at the Opera in about 3, 2, 1, here!" Said The Doctor excitedly.
"Well, let's get this over with." Replied The Master. He opened the TARDIS doors to reveal a very bewildered looking Adolf Hitler standing there. He politely raised his cap to them before formally announcing-
"Guten Tag."
The Master slammed the door in his face.
He slowly turned around to face The Doctor.
They both stared at each other for a moment before bursting out with laughter. After a while they stopped laughing.
"So," The Master said. "I'm not exactly an expert on Cheesecake Operas but I'm pretty sure that wasn't it."
Sorry it's so short, next 1 should b longer. Also, sorry about the last chap I didn't realise Time Lords and aspirins don't mix. Bye
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