Chapter Twelve
(Hundreds of years later…)
The Master smirked as the guards helped the aged Doctor into a wheelchair. A few more guards had escorted Jack Harkness and Martha's family below and now the adversaries faced one another.
"Finally, I have you right where I want you," the Master said to the aged Doctor.
The Doctor was about to reply to that when the Master backhanded him across the face as hard as he could.
"I SPENT ALL THOSE YEARS TRYING TO BEAT THAT BLOODY GAME!" he bellowed at the Doctor.
"What?" the Doctor said in confusion as he rubbed his aching cheek. "What game?"
"That Angry Birds game, you git! I waited and waited for you to come back with that book!"
The Doctor dropped his hand to his side in disbelief.
"You're still angry about that? That was hundreds of years ago," the Doctor said.
"You gave me your word," the Master said.
"Yeah. I also needed to get my friends away from you as fast as possible. I'm sorry if you were expecting me to come back."
"Well, now you will pay for that indignity! No one takes the mickey out of me and lives."
"You're going to torture me for that? Why didn't you just go to a bookshop and get the book?"
The Master raised his head and looked down his nose at him.
"Have better things to do than go hunting for a silly book," he said.
"So why torture me over the silly book then?"
"Because it's the principle of the thing, you told me you'd come back and you lied. That was bad form, Doctor."
The Doctor rolled his eyes at that.
"Well…since we're splitting hairs, you stole my Kindle Fire. I had to purchase a new one so can I torture you for that?" he said.
"No, because I'm the one in charge. And now that I have you as my captive, I will torture you slowly and painfully."
"Then I want to say something before you begin."
The Master stared at him in a wary silence for a moment.
"Yeah? What do you want to say?" he finally said.
To his surprise, the Doctor began to sing to him in a gravelly voice. Something about cows going moo and cats meowing and mice squeaking. The Master listening in a perplexed silence and then suddenly the Doctor said loudly to him.
"What does the fox say?"
Then he fell silent and waited.
"Go on," the Master finally said.
"Answer the question. What does the fox say?" the Doctor said.
The Master opened his mouth to answer but he shut it when he realized he didn't know.
"Okay, I give up, what does the fox say?" he said to the Doctor.
"Ask your wife."
"I don't wanna ask my wife, you tell me or I'll kill you right now!"
"Then you'll never find out what the fox says."
The Master glowered at the Doctor. The Doctor calmly returned the glower with a smug look. The Master sighed.
"Fine, I'll play this game out of sheer sick curiosity. Wait here, I'll go find Lucy."
The Doctor shrugged and grinned when the Master hurried out of the room, yelling at the guards to go find Lucy so he could find out what the fox says.
To Be Continued…