AN: I did these two for Dalek Week on DeviantArt.
WTF?
"Hey, Alek?"
"Yeah, Dylan?"
"I'm a girl."
"What?"
"I'm so sorry Alek, please don't be mad…"
"N-no, it's not that…"
"…then what's the matter?"
"Dylan-"
"Deryn."
"Okay. Deryn. I'm a girl too."
"…what."
Such Great Height
Deryn spread her arms out to catch the wind. A couple thousand feet above the sea and the breeze was brisk. Perfect. She felt like she could fly with wings of her own.
Alek sat beside her, watching her with half-closed eyes. He was as adapted to heights as she was, although Deryn had the feeling that he would never be as comfortable flying as she was.
"Hey, Deryn?"
She turned to face him. She was still unused to him knowing her name, her real name, and using it. It sounded so strange coming from his lips.
"Yeah?"
"It's not fair."
Thinking he was referring to his parents, Deryn gave him a sad, sympathetic smile. "I'm so sorry," she said, "It shouldn't have happened."
Alek nodded, still staring at her intensely. "I know… I think that if it never happened, we never would've met."
"Aye," Deryn agreed, nodding, "But wouldn't you rather want them alive anyway?"
Alek frowned, suddenly confused. "What're you talking about?"
The blond gave him a strange look. "I was talking about your barking parents. What were you talking about?"
A bit of confusion fled from his face before he said, "Your height, Deryn. It's not fair, even though I know that's how you got on the ship. You're taller than me."
She simply stared at him incredulously for one moment before she burst out into hysterical laughter.