WART from the Master!

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

It's been a while, all you wayward children of Hogwarts. I think it's time for a little more... music.

I know, the lyrics are sappy, but I love a good cover.

Now, that's a little less... sticky-sweet. Charming in its own way, I suppose.

...you know, I don't care. Maybe I don't mind sappy once in a while.

...what were you humans smoking in the 90s?

Now, here was a time when you had a little style.

...remember those days, Doctor? We should do a show together soon. I'll let you pick out the songs.

((ETA: Eventual NSFW in the Ten/Master thread))

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[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"If you're staying, it's our room. Just so I can say it. I like saying it. Our room."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Our room. Fine, Said it. Saying it. Staying in our room."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

He grinned and took another big gulp of his drink, although his mood was now celebratory.

"What sort of garish decor should I be resigning myself to?"

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Fairy lights" the Doctor responded firmly from across his drink. "Lots of them. On the bedposts. I love fairy lights, have you seen? Course you have, you lived on Earth for a bit too- I think they should be acceptable on more than just Christmas. That's what I think."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"As long as they're not blinking. Preferably a single color. The blue ones aren't so bad." He seemed to be giving the idea intense thought. "But that would clash with the duvet. You do seem to understand the concept of 'clashing' this time around, at least."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Whites one. They go with everything."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"All right. Twinkly little white lights it is." Actually those sounded fairly innocuous. "Nothing that makes noises, though."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Oh all right. I suppose I can live without noises."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Good boy. I'll show you how to have lights anywhere you want, for that." He smiled with pleased magnanimity, drew his wand, and held it aloft. "Lumos!" The tip glowed brightly, and he looked to the Doctor for approval.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

Can you move it?" He asked, watching the light, His eyes were a bit unfocused.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"There are variants I'm experimenting with," he said, waving his wand in slow and random patterns. He didn't mention that one of his interests was the potential hypnotic quality of certain flashing lights that was purely theory so far.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

The Doctor watched the light for a few moments longer before growing bored.

"It's all very fascinating, but having to hold it just seems like a special sort of torch, yeah?"

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Pfft. Look at this." He grabbed one of the empty glasses and murmured an incantation that caused cheery blue flames to spring up inside. They flared alarmingly for a moment, then cast a dim but appealing flickering glow over the table.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

The Dcotor looked much more impressed by this and began mumbling about chemical reactions and poking carelessly at the flames/

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"I think you're a bit too drunk to be literally playing with fire," he said with a smirk. In truth, he probably was as well; he should have anticipated that the alcohol residue in the glass would have caught. He pointed his wand over the glass. "Aguamenti!" He cast it to a much smaller and less forceful flow this time, filling the glass with water as neatly as if from a tap.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

The Doctor proceeded to clap in excitement before leaning forward and resting his head on the table. He really was rather tired and everything was rudely refusing to stay still.

"Not that drunk."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"I think you are." He twirled the Doctor's hair around his fingertips (because really, it was practically being offered up like that) and giggled. "It's been an incredibly," he pronounced it with exaggerated care, "long time since we've gotten drunk together. No such thing as Sidecars then!"

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Is there not?" He sounded disappointed from inside the shelter of his arms, not protesting the attention to his hair just.

"Has been a while. But I think i've had enough."

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"I'd have to agree," he mused, fingertips trailing down the nape of the Doctor's neck. "I could carry you to our room, I suppose, but then I'd have to carry you over the threshold, and we're not dressed for that." He leaned forward, resting his chin on the edge of the table. "Much better to stagger arm in arm, singing bawdy songs off key. Do you think the house elves could do us a kebab?"

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

"Mm. Think I'm well enough to walk." He smirked and got to his feet shakily. "Bawdy songs it is! You know any old Venusian ballads?"

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Mmm. A few." He managed to appear steady as he stood, but he was gripping the chair tightly for balance. "You start one and I'll join in. I'm bound to at least know the chorus."

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

Once he was on his feet the Doctor slung an arm around the Master's shoulders and lurched into a song, terribly off key, but obviously pleased with himself.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

It was vaguely familiar, and the Master joined in, humming a few of the words, joining in halfway on a few lines. The height difference was enough to make it easier to wrap an arm around the Doctor's waist than his shoulder in this state, but that was fine, cozy and fine, and if they were wobbling a little as they headed to their room, it wasn't enough to knock them over as long as they leaned on each other.

Probably some sort of metaphor in that.

[tenofgallifrey.livejournal.com]

He continued to sing all the way back to their rooms, mumbling incoherently when he forgot the words and belting out the ones he did know. When they exhausted that song he moved onto an Irish sea, ballad, which involved quite a bit of hopping and jogging with his free arm.

[theregothedrums.livejournal.com]

"Leave it to you to make even singing tiring," the Master chuckled, fumbling with the doorknob, since he wasn't trying to approximate a jig. "You really get inversed. Immersed. Immersed in things. No, no, that's good. I like that." He slid loose and grabbed the Doctor's hand as he sat on the edge of the bed, perhaps a bit harder than he meant to. "Always liked watching that."