Hey- an actual update (yeah- I know it kind of sucks and that's because I wrote it drunk and didn't proofread :P ). Hoping to start a 'Missy's chameleon circuit Addam's family adventure moments' thing going when I next have time to update.
"Wednesday- if you get taken back in time by an angel I will poison your tea when I get you back." The Mistress holds back a sigh, hand over her raised eyebrows as she looks at the girl.
The girl just stares back.
"I mix my tea with arsenic." She states, one eyebrow raising without altering the expressionless state of the rest of her face.
The Time Lord sighs.
"You know I'm part of one of the greatest species ever in existence- perhaps the most brilliant of them all- I have access to far more potent chemicals than you could even dream of- you with your tiny little pudding brain and linear view of time." Missy sing-songs exasperatedly, rolling her eyes.
Wednesday smiles, staring at the angel with its teeth bared without blinking.
She steps closer, grin stretching across her face as she steps towards the angel's outstretched hand.
"I am not afraid of death." She says.
The angel's hand is pushed up against the girl's pale throat.
"And besides-" Wednesday comments, the barest twinkle of amusement in her eyes, "I've been drinking your lab since day one."
And she closes her eyes as calmly as anything.
The Mistress sighs.
"Wednesday Addams- I really can't be dealing with this today. Can't you just step away for a second- this really isn't as exciting as you think it will be."
The girl doesn't listen.
"Wednesday- if you don't move now I'm going to command the Tardis to hide all of your weapons." The Mistress threatens.
Wednesday raises a brow again.
"You think I can't kill with a spoon?" She asks.
"Oh come on- I'll take you to a warzone." Missy pleads, tired of babysitting the twisted girl.
The human looks back for a few seconds.
The Mistress keeps her eyes fixed on the creature the whole time.
"Or I get to experience the crushing grip of death. I live out the rest of my life, lonely and without friends. Displaced from even my time, forced to become part of my own past. I slowly age, day after day, knowing all that awaits me is death's sweet embrace." Wednesday states evenly.
And the Mistress can't avoid it anymore. The burning sensation is too much in her eyes as they try again and again to flicker closed.
The Time Lady blinks.
One of the figures is gone.
Missy sighs.
"Just get in the Tardis and think about the potential friend you've lost me. You never know when a quantum-locked assassin friend can be of use. Why do you have to kill everything and ruin my fun?" The Mistress chides, folding her arms and pouting.