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Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor/Drama - 11th Doctor, Jack H. - Chapters: 33 - Words: 14,041 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 10 - Updated: Sep 5, 2011 - Published: Jun 18, 2011 - id: 7092571
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The Doctor and the Master were currently stuck on earth for a few days. The Master inevitably got bored. So he decided to go shopping.
They were currently in a gift store with random accessories. The Master picked up a black hairband with a pair of red devil horns attached and put it on. "Hey, Doctor, look," he said. "I;m horny." _
"So let me get this straight," The Master said slowly. " We are stuck inside a giant rubber bouncy ball, which also happens to be our only escape out of these sewers?" the Doctor nodded sheepishly. "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's bounce!"
The Doctor and the Master skidded onto the pavement. The freezing air conditioning of the fancy hotel club blasted out as the doors slammed shut.
"That was cold," the Master commented.
The Doctor was feeling sad. Not only had innocents needlessly died that day, but he had also somehow managed to get blue paint all over his suit. The Master had simply laughed when he had seen.
"Feeling a little blue, Doctor?"
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