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Saxteen is getting ready to go to therapy, which means they're sharing the bathroom atm

14: Hey Koschei-

Master: *Stops mid eyeliner and glares*

14: Sorry.. It just kinda slipped out.

Master: uh-Huh.. right... What is it Sigma-balls ?

14: *Stops mid shave* Why would you call me that?

Master: Why did YOU call ME that?

14: Because it's your- you know what, never mind.. You said you wouldn't call me that anymore...

Master: You're really still not over that? That was like... a million years ago.

14: You know how I felt about it-

Master: Ooh boohoo. Cry about it. So you got teased in school, didn't we all?

14: That's actually what I was going to ask about. Do you think we should tell her about... you know...

Master: About what? That you're a cry baby? I think she knows about that, dear.

14: *sighs* .... I meant... do you think we should talk about that kid we killed..?

Master: *Stops mid eyeliner, again* No... We vowed never to talk about it again and here you are- Talking about it. Why?

14: I just thought that.. It might he healthy to-

Master: First of all we have better things to talk about. Me! Second of all- I'm driving today.

14, nicking himself: Ouch!- Wot!? Oh no, you are not!!

Master: Why not? Im licensed. And she loves me.

14: She does not!

Master: We'll see about that >:)

14: Don't you touch her!

Bonus:

14: Hey! Don't touch that! She doesn't like it when you-

Master: Yeah, yeah! Stop back, seat driving! *Pets her* You'd like that, wouldn't you? Someone who actually knows how to drive?

The TARDIS: *hums happily*

14: ... She never likes it when I do that.. *pouting*

Master: Oh, shut up. It's not her fault you've crashed and landed her so many times. Huh? You're just sensitive, ain't ya girl? What did that horrible mean, man, do to you?

The TARDIS: *starts purring*

14: *ultimate betrayal*.... I think I want a divorce.