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Characters: The Ninth Doctor charmandsmiles and Irving Braxiatel trechier
Location: Nine's TARDIS/wherever Brax is
Time: Sometime after Nine gets rejected by his crazy ex-boyfriend. Again. :|
Summary: ...I think I pretty much just summed it up right there. XD Nine is depressed, Brax mocks his pain cheers him up in a brotherly fashion.




The Doctor was in his TARDIS gardens, sitting against one of the Kadenwood trees from Straxus' universe. His gardens seemed to be filled with bits of other universes...Straxus', Omega's, Dorothy's, and a new one he hadn't quite identified yet. But he loved it, because it was a constant reminder that he wasn't alone. Not that he really was, anymore, now that he had Jack, but still. He visited the gardens often when Omega and Dorothy were away. When he needed to brood.

And he did. He didn't know what to make of the Master anymore...not that he had in the first place. He wondered if maybe it really was his fault. If the Master was refusing to be himself because he wasn't good enough.

So just what does a best enemy get you that you can't get anywhere else? Oliver had asked.

What d'you think it gets me?

Hurt.

Oliver was right. But the kind of hurt he was feeling was all wrong, and he didn't know how to fix it.

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Braxiatel stirred some sugar into his tea, watching the crystals dissolve into the liquid before looking up at the Doctor again. "Yes, I imagine I'll be able to scare them off of the lawn with threats of temporal monsters and dangerous ancient artefacts. Or it will make them even more eager to trample all over the gardens."

And then his mind leaped again. "But let's not dwell on the concerns of an old man. What has disturbed you, Thete? You seem quite ill at ease."