Sexy

Darillium, near the Andromeda Galaxy 5347 Day 2246

It's a Monday, apparently, I'm not entirely sure what that means but apparently that's what it is. I suppose I could have any I liked, if I wanted a day. I like the sound of a Monday, it's sweet like strawberries. But he said it's a Monday, so that it shall be. He, my thief, he's talking to me now, or was, or will. Tenses will be so confusing. 467, envelope, TARDIS. Fishfingers.

"Oh, do quieten down girl, your thinking is interrupting my brilliance." I laugh at that, him, thinking he is owed. What is he so intent on finishing? It will take him precisely forty minutes until he is done, forty minutes from now. He has hidden it from me, hidden it far away, in an odd room he will not use for millennia, or two weeks, it is uncertain. On my console lays a bowl of custard, the fish fingers laying abandoned on the side like tyres at a race track. Here she comes, my child, to call him down for dinner I suppose, she learned to cook, at some point, an old book she found in the study. She strides with a confidence only challenged by my own, in human form.

He is still fiddling around with his toys, his machines, things that go ding. She walks up behind him and places her head on his neck, he tries to shrug her off, but she is adamant. Her hair falls over his shoulder, as she presses a kiss to his cheek. Twirling her hair round one of her fingers, she plays devil's advocate, playing on his curiosity. Oh will he just turn and submit to her? He knows she'll win. She always does at the end of the day, I suppose I should be proud, she was of my own doing.

"Just come for dinner, soon, but when you're ready." Then she paces purposefully back down the corridor, towards the kitchen, it was buried amongst the hundreds of other rooms.

"I don't know why you don't just go." My voice projects through the inner workings on the console, the control room leaking with energy, a golden strand of particles, floating about the air. I feel his annoyance at my interruption, but she's right, his woman, he ignores her, his lifelong search for peace proceeds him, takes him far away from her and their tiny life together.