A/N: So so sorry for how long this update has taken! I had a huge case of writer's block but I finally got my inspiration back! So here's chapter 6!
"That was amazing!" Savannah exclaimed as the pair walked out of the theater. The Master looked down at her and smiled.
"And when he came out? I never imagined him to look or act like that! It was brilliant!" Savannah said, grabbing his arm. The Master laughed
"Would you like to meet him?" He asked her as they stopped, she looked at him in shock.
"Can we do that? We wouldn't blow anything up or change the future if we did meet him would we?" She asked, biting her lip with a worried look on her face. The Master chuckled at her distress
"Oh my lovely Savannah, everything will be fine. Just don't make it seem like you're not from here."
"Right, because my clothes aren't enough." She said looking skeptical.
"Don't draw attention to yourself is what I'm saying. Now, let's go meet William Shakespeare." He said, holding out his hand to her.
The Master and Savannah walked into the inn that the old man had pointed to after they asked if he knew where Shakespeare was.
"Now remember, act natural." The Master said, looking down at her before opening the door.
The pair walked in and there he was, sitting there having a drink with some of the actors from the play.
"William Shakespeare!" The Master said smirking. Shakespeare looked up confused
"Can I help you?" He asked, crossing his arms and resting his feet on top of the wooden table
"Yes, actually, I wanted to introduce you to my friend-"
"No." Shakespeare shook his head
"I'm sorry?" The Master asked, looking annoyed
"No autographs or meetings, I don't want to meet any fans." Shakespeare said rubbing his eyes. Savannah peeked out from behind The Master and gave the famous playwright a small smile.
"On second thought… who are you?" Shakespeare asked, looking Savannah up and down.
"Uh, Savannah. My name is Savannah." Savannah said, walking past The Master and towards the table Shakespeare was sitting at. Shakespeare stood up and walked to the small blonde
"Well, it is lovely to meet you Miss Savannah." Shakespeare grabbed the Savannah's hand and kissed it. The Master stood frozen, watching the scene unfold, not knowing what to do.
"Uh- hi, we were just around and found out you lived here. We just wanted to meet you is all." Savannah said, blushing as she sat down at the table
"No you weren't." Shakespeare said, shaking his head at the pair.
"Sorry?" The Master asked, looking at Shakespeare confused
"You're obviously not from around here. One: your clothes are all wrong and two: this isn't my first time dealing with time travelers." Savannah looked at The Master worried, wondering how they could get out of this.
"What are you talking about?" The Master asked with a poker face, starring Shakespeare down. Shakspeare chuckled
"What's your name, sir?" The famous playwright asked, cocking his head to the side
"Harry." The Master smirked, Shakespeare shook his head
"No, your real name." Shakespeare challenged
"That is his real name." Savannah interjected trying to hide her concern. Shakespeare once again shook his head
"I met a man like you, just last year around this time. He had a companion with him, just like you did. He called himself The Doctor and Martha Jones was accompanying him; now who are you?" The Master then became interested as he sat down next to Savannah
"Did you just say Martha Jones?" He asked, leaning across the table looking at Shakespeare intensely, the playwright nodded
"Wait, who's Martha Jones?" Savannah asked, looking at The Master, he looked at her and sighed
"An old companion of The Doctor." The Master said, still staring at the playwright
"Do you know her?" Savannah asked, putting a hand on his arm as she looked at him. He looked over at her and smiled and shook his head
"No, not anymore. I did many years ago, but I haven't seen her in years, not since 2007 when she travelled with The Doctor." The Master said sighing.
"Wait, you just said that they were here a year ago. How is that possible if she hasn't traveled with him in seven years?" Savannah asked as she tried to figure out the situation in her head.
"Time travel my lovely Savannah. It was seven years ago for him, but one year for Mr. Shakespeare over here, simple as that." The Master said crossing his arms.
"So, you're looking for The Doctor? Why?" Shakespeare asked. The Master laughed, shaking his head
"That is none of your concern." He said glaring at the man across from him.
"That's why you're here isn't it? You're looking for The Doctor am I right?" Shakespeare challenged. The Master stood, ready to leave, but Savannah grabbed his arm, stopping him
"Wait, he could help us, though!" Savannah said not letting go of his arm. The Master rolled his eyes looking down at her, he sighed
"No, he really can't. The Doctor has probably regenerated, if I want to find him then I have to do it myself. Now come on, we're leaving." The Master said, ripping his arm from Savannah's grasp and walking out of the inn. Savannah looked at Shakespeare apologetically
"I'm sorry, I don't know him that well, but from what I do know, he's not usually like that." Savannah said walking out of the inn following The Master.