End of a Perfectly of a @#$%# Day!

Stacy

"Got to tip me hat towards Setsuna over this knot in space/time. Keeps that nutter at bay like you wouldn’t believe. . . .," the mysterious woman with a decidedly cockney English accent said softly. "But you all cannot stay here for much longer, I fear."

"Oh wait just one god*mn minute," I find myself protesting, more than a bit fearful at what THAT meant! "You can’t just push us out the door and back into that mad woman’s arms! After you just GOT us here?!"

Oh HELL no! I’m not going back out into that place where that wacko lady with the torn out eyes lay, thank YOU.

The Master or whatever that wacko’s real name is oddly quiet, seeming almost . . .on edge around this English woman. The hard stare she gave him had been . . .viciously cold. Hard.

Brr!

Both Betties (the brunnete and the red head) are too busy gasping for air from running so hard and fast. Me, I’m out of breath myself but must have been a real jogging enthusiast or . .

Oh FORGET it already!! Like that is REALLY important right now?!

"Oh do give us SOME credit dearie!" the image of the cockney sounding woman mutters, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "I’ve been called cruel. Sometimes even needlessly so, but that was back in the day I was a drill instructor. Not gonna dump you all back out into the clutches of that mad woman.

"By the Forge that Dr. Akagi from that Neon Genesis remake world out there was even WORSE than I made her out to be back during my Master’s Thesis back at Uni!" the strange woman muttered under her breath. "Shit!"

SO! We’ve now got a name to go with that ghastly face of the woman who controlled all those super robots outside? How very nice. REALLY! Very nice.

But what the #E$%@ is this garbage about her being the subject of a thesis paper from her college? What the bloody Hell is "Neon Genesis"?

"No you’re not going out back into that Hellhole and into that barmy harpy’s claws again dearie," the image of the odd woman says softly. "But staying in here isn’t an option.

"Besides the fact that like the real apartment 402, this place isn’t fit for a dog, much less a human being so you all cannot stay. That and . . ."

"Even though this place is a just punishement for her likes—and do TRUST me she deserves this and much more for the crimes she’s committed in all her life times (yes, plural dearies)—she’s a bloody menace for any unfortunate souls who are unlucky enough is either going to be a bloody paste once she gets done with her. That OR will join here as a monster just as insane and twisted as SHE is now. Something that could have happened if my mates and I hadn’t had gone and rescued the Doctor from her clutches.

"Had to perform CPR to get both of his hearts going again once we got him to a safe spot though….

"What?!" the Master barked, not sure he’d heard correctly.

Frankly, in all this mess the idea that his long time nemesis could have . . .expired (and HE not been the author of his demise) had not . . .really occurred to him. Besides, the Master had (or would have) said that the universe without the Doctor about was actually scarcely worth contemplating…

Both Bettys and Stacy? Well, they’re concerned due in a large part of them being fans and such. That and being decent human beings; same goes for Stacy on the later. Stacy might have just met the Time Lord recently but at least he seemed to be a decent sort and she felt that the Doctor would have helped with her amnesia thing if other matters (like the Master and his antics) hadn’t interrupted things.

That is on everyone’s mind here, really.

"He’s alright dearie," the odd woman assures them. "Just needs to recoup a bit from his ordeals. You’ll see him soon enough when you meet Yukiko’s new family and friends if you play your cards right. Just can’t have you spending the rest of your life here, though. Besides everything else we had planned on collapsing the Land of Fiction into a singularity to put to paid Akagi’s tortured existence AND her menace at one go.

"And I seriously suggest you play your cards right because…."

Moments later…

The Master blinks, suddenly finding himself and his unwilling companions deposited elsewhere. In a library one could expect to find on Earth sometime around the later half to the 20th century by the looks of it, really. Yes, it is a library and it seems that there are patrons talking about various things; all something of a babble really. Odd snatches and phrases abound like: Warhammer, 40K, 30K, Emperor, Uncle Felix, and insanity. That and a phrase that makes almost all of the hair on the back of their necks stand up on end: "Xeno mortuus est, guadamas igitur."

The last—words of what is basically bastardized Latin--was said with more than a trace of disgust. But that it was said makes those like the Master decidedly uncomfortable, considering what he is. The phrase, for those who don’t know translates this (and shows why the Master is a bit disturbed): The alien is dead, therefore we rejoice.

Yes, during his long years of travel the Master had run into alien species who preached and believed in that genocidal garbage so . . .it shouldn't have chilled him to the bone as he found himself, he would admit a bit later (if only to himself).

Then again, that's Warhammer 40K, which will be what he learns the speakers actually visited and lived to tell the tale so . . .

" . . .So you're saying that the reason why you were so-so . . .?" a familiar sounding male voice with an trace of anger and a bit of American accent in it asks someone else behind the bookshelves around them, apparently stuck for words.

"Fullmetal Jacket on your long time friend?" another female voice (sounding pleasant sounding with more than a bit of British in it). "Well Xan, we approached the problem with a lack of certain critical data from Buffy's side, seeing that the first time around your friend friend . . . uh . . . (cough, cough) didn't respond enough with less harsh means from friends like Giles who knows about messing too much into black magic, things like that."

Betty (both red head and brunette) blink at that one. Didn't Buffy the Vampire Slayer have such names and features in it? Wouldn't it be just perfect to BE in that after that dangerous version of the Land of Fiction and everything else? Yep, the end of a perfectly #$%$ up day, that would be!!

" . . .it was about addiction," the other voice said in a soft, flat voice. Apparently the speaker seems to be remembering things now that he'd rather forgotten about until now; and wish he had not remembered.

"Yes I am sorry. It was that I fear," the other female voice said sadly. "I was just trying to be . . .delicate about it after being so hard. It is just that one usually does NOT . . .Some addiction interventions can get even uglier than. . . ."

The conversation fades due to shiftin aucoustics, as if the speakers have moved out of range. But other conversations are in progress . . .but unfortunately all but the Master is left out of it; what with there being no handy TARDIS with it's quasi-magical translation ability in play. Seems that somewhere along the lines of his long (and ill spent) life he had picked up Japanese.

"Sigh, only in California and only in THIS place would you have Domino Pizza delivering to paying customers after last nights left Sunnyvale a disaster area!" another (different) female voice sighs. "But if nothing else we DO have something halfway hot and decent to eat after everything earlier . . . Yes, Yukiko?"

THAT was the person that the Master and the others of his group was looking for!!

"I . . .do not like consuming meat," an uncertain, soft female and young sounding femalesounding female voice that sounds VERY familiar. It also sounds like the young woman seems to not be so certain about her statement, really, for some reason.

Later, it shall come to light that due to her . . .change that certain dietary habbits also changed. Something to do with a nod and wink towards the Biblical reference of "forbidden fruit" as it were, but that's for later!

"OH, that's . .. right!" the other voice says. "How did I forget that?"

But whatever else would have been said is interrupted by the Master coughing slightly (after holstering his weapon) and stepping forward (with some trepidation) and calling attention to himself (and his unwilling companions by extension).

Looking back later all perhaps would laugh at it but at the time SOME members of the party would rather have done without all the guns POINTED their way just seconds later....

1. "Uh . . .did I come back at a bad time here?"

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