"I still can't believe we're doing this; getting married – on Earth! You really are full of surprises."
"Ah, but you love that about me," a cheeky grin is display
"Yes, I do. But there are other things I love about you, as I've told you many times before."
"What things?" the Master lay content in his love's arms, "What other things do you love about me?"
"You're brilliant, you're a brilliant mind. And you're beautiful, you really are," this made the Master blush like a schoolboy, and the Doctor went on, "you accept me as I am – warts and all, even though I'm capable of terrible things and have utilized that capability allot in the past. You listen to me when I ramble, hold me when I fall apart, you've stayed with me through these past months and all else I've put you through. I love everything about you, your ability to show you've changed and even your one-track mind. You're just a beautiful person to me, a brilliant and beautiful person. If I lost you I'd most probably die," the Master looked appalled, but still he went on, "and I'm sorry, but that's the truth. Life wouldn't be worth it without you."
The Master looked blankly at him for a moment, and then buried his head in the Doctor's chest, clinging to him, "I love you Theta, and don't you ever forget it. And we both know I wouldn't want you getting yourself killed if I died again, if anything's not worth anything it's that the universe loses its' greatest saviour just because of the bloke's grief. I'm not worth the grief if it'll get you killed. When I die, just mourn me, don't die yourself. Mourn me and let me live on in your memory."
The Doctor held him tightly as tears pricked his eyes, "I'll do that, Koschei. I'll do that."
"So, you guys want to get remarried on Earth? Thought the Master would have hated the idea."
"Actually, it was his idea. So, can we do it? Is it viable?" the Doctor's eyes were hopeful.
"Yeah, it's totally viable. You guys wanna use the names you had when you were going to adopt Matt?"
"Yeah, and Jack… we're thinking of adopting Amelia." He said, beaming.
"Great! Well, no long-lost relatives or godparents have turned up out of the blue as of yet, so this is actually happening? Amelia doesn't like Leadworth so you guys can settle down anywhere, but s'probably best to just stay somewhere in the UK for the time being. We've actually got a place free, a house on Bannerman Road."
"Bannerman Road. Why does that sound familiar?"
"You'll figure it out. In the meantime I have to do all the paperwork and get you to your new home."
"Thanks, Jack. We couldn't do this without you."
"Damn right you couldn't! Now, as for the matter of currency, the Mr Copper Alien Help Fund can sort you out."
"The 'Mr Copper Alien Help Fund'? I know Mr Copper, he's an alien himself."
"Really?"
"Yes, and he's quite old, I'm surprised he hasn't been caught out yet. Oh well, ingenuity thrives in all species I suppose, survival in most."
He walked out the door and entranced upon the Master bonding with Amelia. Bonding was really the only word he could find for it, he just hoped the Master wasn't going to get his hearts broken again.
"So you're going to be my parents?" Amelia said gleefully.
"We hope so," the Master said, embracing her loosely.
"Okay, so we're living in England this time, that means that when the wedding comes round everyone can find their own transport instead of me having to pick them all up." they were going to pick up Amelia in 2 days, but still needed to plan their forthcoming remarriage. They had already picked up everything they needed and moved into their house, so those two things were all that was left to do.
"I quite fancy wearing a kilt at our wedding."
The Doctor looked up from his notes at the Master, "Why would you want to wear a kilt?"
"I've always liked the idea of one, and I've always wanted to see if the rumour about having no underwear underneath is true. I could just tell our guests who don't know I'm an alien something like 'my dad was Scottish'."
"You can wear a kilt with no underwear on our wedding night, got it?"
"Yes, mum, I'll do as I'm told mum, I'll never put a toaster in the bath again mum."
The Doctor chuckled, "said the white-bread to the wholemeal."
"What about 50/50 bread?"
"50/50 is an abomination to breads and baked goods everywhere. Or anything that's ever been in some kind of oven, if you're looking to generalize things."
"Something must be terribly wrong; it's only been you rambling before, now I'm joining in."
"Think we should go meet the neighbours?"
"What could that possibly accomplish?"
"Oh c'mon, even you have to admit you know very few people, and you need to learn to socialize."
"Oh, alright, but I still don't see the point in it. Actually, on second thought, you can go socialize, you and I both know you're worse than I am in that department."
"Fine, but you can come out whenever you like."
He went outside, and was greeted by a man tidying up a van. "'Bloomin' Lovely'?" he read off the side of the van.
The man nodded, "My wife's florist, she runs it n'all, but guess who has to do the heavy lifting?"
The Doctor chuckled, "I wouldn't ever imagine that plants and flowers are very heavy."
"They are when you're married to Gita, mate," he put the plants down and greeted him properly, "Sorry, introductions; I'm Harresh Chandra,"
"John Smith, just moved here," and he nudged his head in the direction of his house.
Gita seemed to suddenly materialize beside her husband. Or she could just be a very fast woman, the Doctor couldn't be sure, "Who's this love?"
"John Smith, just moved in across the road."
"Ah, it's Doctor, and you must be Gita," he shook her hand, "Your name came up in conversation."
"Well, if you ever need a florist, you just call Bloomin' Lovely!"
"I think I will. Actually, I'm going to be in need of some flowers soon, I'm engaged."
"Oh, congratulations! Who's the lucky…?"
"Bloke, and he's in the house looking after our dog. He'll come out when he's ready, he's just not the socializing type."
"Doctor!" he looked behind him to find Sarah-Jane standing there, gawping.
"Oh, so that's why the name of this road seemed familiar. Hello!" and he pulled her in for a hug, while the two behind them were especially confused.
Sarah-Jane pulled back first, "We have to catch up! Jack warned me you were moving here, by the way."
"Then why were you so shocked when you saw me?"
"Because: you're my friend who rarely turns up when and where he's supposed to."
"Fair point,"
"Thought I'd let To'mfa get some fresh air," the Master was there, one hand in his pocket while the other clasped To'mfa's leash.
"Ah, I was wondering when you'd turn up; everyone seems to be popping up out of nowhere in front of me today."
To'mfa went up to the back of the van and sniffed its' contents, then proceeded to gobble up some houseplants, "No, To'mfa! Those aren't for eating!" the dog backed away from the van obediently.
"Mum, have you seen my headphones?" Luke had come out of the house, and was jumped upon by To'mfa, "Hello!" Luke said, scratching the animal behind it's' ears, "Haven't seen you in a while."
The Doctor grinned, "To'mfa, down. I'm sure the boy doesn't need his face licked off." To'mfa obediently backed off of Luke.
"Well, that tricolour dog there is To'mfa as I'm sure you're all aware by now, this gorgeous bloke here – Mark – is my hubby to be, and it's been nice meeting you all."
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