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charmandsmiles and Irving Braxiatel

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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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If one asked Braxiatel where he got so good at ignoring what someone else was saying, he might perhaps choose to tell that one that when family is involved, a person can learn to do anything. Brax gave as much response to the smugness as he had to the threats, only just stopping himself from saying 'sound and fury signifying nothing' to counter it. He'd try to avoid the Shakespeare for a bit longer if he could. He could never quite forgive the Doctor for having his handwriting in so many significant manuscripts Braxiatel now owned.

"He's young and misguided, wanting social change and not knowing how to go about it. Reminds me of some people I used to know. Of course, he'd be even more irresponsible with a time machine..."