Just the two of us

Written by Loverly Souris

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Dog and devotion

Dog

"Uhm... Doctor, what is that?" Clara asked pointing at a strange little robot that looked like an animal – a dog maybe – and gave off a heavy retro vibe.

"He is not a 'that', Clara!" the Doctor exclaimed and patted the robot's head. "He's my loyal dog, K9. Mark 5 actually. I've just built him. Isn't he incredible?"

"He is," Clara admitted, stepping closer and inspecting him thoroughly. "But why does he look so... retro?"

"It's part of his charm!"

"Oh, I see."

A few more buzz from the sonic and the red LEDs in K9's eyes turned on with life, his ear-probes rotating slightly taking in the environment.

"Master," his metallic voice echoed in the room and the Doctor beamed at him, jumping to him and hugging the robot to his chest.

"K9, it's so nice to have you back! Well, a newer version of you, actually, but still, it feels like the old times. I missed you!"

"'Master'?" Clara lifted her eyebrows. "Isn't that a bit-"

"Don't say a word, Miss Oswald. K9, can you identify Clara?"

"Affirmative, my database has been updated properly. Clara Oswald, female human, born on the 23th of November, 1989, in Lancashire, England. Current status: the Master's companion, mistress. Nice to meet you, Mistress."

Clara flushed deep red and the Doctor let out a laugh at her expression. After promptly nudging him, she turned back to K9 with a gentle smile. "Nice to meet you too, K9. We're going to be great friends-"

"Affirmative, Mistress!"

"… but only if you call me Clara."

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Devotion

"The trick is, don't fall in love…"

He is funny – he always manages to make her laugh with his utterly crazy antics. When she feels down, she just recalls his ridiculous face and the day brightens up immediately.

He is brave – she knows he would do anything to protect his loved ones, but she also knows there are wounds on his hearts from when he failed. He is not brave enough to face his own demons. Alone, that is. He is not always brave, this is why he needs her. And she'll be there.

He is handsome – beautiful even. That unearthly aura which surrounds him, that soft, gentle smile, even that hilarious chin. Yes, he is beautiful, almost divine. Like starlight.

He is wonderful – all those things he's showed her, those planets and galaxies and eras and amazing people. He is always planning, thinking about other places to take her, and she would follow him everywhere, drinking in the wonders of this vast universe. By his side. Holding hands.

He is lonely – but maybe not anymore. He has her after all, and she keeps telling him that she'll stay with him. He smiles at that, sorrowfully, because nobody could stay with him for all eternity. Nobody will outlive him, no matter how old he is. At the end, it'll be only him and his box.

He is caring, but sometimes scary. He is wise, but sometimes mad. Acting like a twelve-year-old in one minute, transforming into an aged man in the next.

Hard to follow, hard to understand – impossible to read his feelings.

And yet, she knows everything about him. Strange, knowing and not knowing at the very same time. He is something extraordinary, not because he is an alien and a time traveller. It is because, well… he is him.

Thousands and thousands of threads are tying them together now. He is the part of her life and she is the part of his. She lives for him and she is sure when the time comes, she will die for him.

"I do that trick quite a lot, sometimes twice a day…"

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Thank you for reading! :)

Also, I have an announcement for you, dear Readers: letter H, which is going to debut on the 23th of November, is now open for prompts!

I want to celebrate with you, guys. :)

So suggest some nouns – and nouns only, please – with the letter H, either singular or plural, either in a review or a PM, and if you're lucky, I'll choose your special word for one of the two drabbles – and that drabble is going to be dedicated to you for this occasion. :) Yaaay!

Everyone can send in two words and guests can participate as well, but in that case, you have to give me a nickname at least, so that I can dedicate the drabble to you properly.

I'll decide the two winners on the 19th of November, so that's when I'll end this little event.

Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever- oh wait, that's not it… well, anyway, good luck! :)