dritte_tochter: (pretty)
[accidental second level for the win]

Hnn...I should add a little more salt and pepper, desu, then stir everything together~ [is using her reading skills the Master has taught her so far, but since she still doesn't know some of the words, this might taste interesting] And then some strawberries and some milk and some, umm...well, that one doesn't matter, desu~ And stir it together again...and put it in the oven~ And then I can go paint that stupid ugly human's jacket and then give these to the Master, desu!

[dreamily] The Master will definitely like these, desu, and he'll see what a wonderful cook I am and how much better I am than the Doctor, desu~ Not that I don't like the Doctor, but the Master spends too much time with him when he's supposed to be my medium, and that sort of bothers me a little, desu.

[aaaand something's burning] What's that smell...? AH! FIRE! THERE'S A FIRE IN THE OVEN, DESU! [turns off the heat to the stove but can't actually get the food from it and stares in horror] The Master's scones...!
dritte_tochter: (pretty)
[is walking around with the paper about the prostitute's eyes being glued shut, tilting it this way and that as she tries to read it. too bad it's upside down and she can't, well, read. not that she'd let anyone know that]

This isn't a very good story, desu~

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