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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[Have a Handy humming to himself in the kitchen as he goes about getting ingredients out of pantries and the refrigerator.  After speaking with Ray and Chris earlier, he is almost certain he knows how to make pancakes.  He has never actually done this, however.  He figures now would be as good a time as any to distract himself by testing out this assumption]

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[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[can't we agree that they're all annoying in their own special way?

Either way, Handy slurps the last of his milkshake and looks around. He was planning on a pancake feast and ended up with a quarter of a sandwich and a now finished milkshake. Any intention of waiting until they left to get more food is gone, and he's going to get up now and scrounge around for more food while you boys do what you boys do]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is still sort of hungry, too, but he's mostly going to annoy the Master, because that's more fun. And the drums totally don't bug him, either.

Besides, Handy probably won't make him more food. Whine whine.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Master is going to annoy back. AND REALLY? REALLY, DOCTOR, THEY DO NOT ANNOY YOU??

Are you sure you can't help... tapping that rhythm?

Because the Master is adding a wee bit of hypnotic suggestion into that drumming he's sending the Doctor's way]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[He's going to be totally oblivious to you two while he looks for more food. And score, scones! He likes scones, and plus he knows they like scones, too. And yeah, he's sort of pathetic in the fact that he's purposely looking for something they'll both like, too. So he grabs scones and things for scones like jam and stuff]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[Food? Handy, you are awesome. Doctor luv you always and forever.

Meanwhile, the Doctor is about to lose because the Master is a cheating whore. He is beginning to tap the drums without quite realising he is, even while he hums. Mind you, the second he does realise it, he slaps his hand on the table.]

That's cheating.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[smirks] Is it?

[taps on the table. One two three four! One two three four!]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[returns with scones which he drops on the table. He looks at them both in confusion]

What?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

He's cheating. And yes, it is cheating.

[And then the Doctor ADDs.] Oh, scones and jam! Lovely. [He'll be taking some of that jam now.]

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

I was not cheating. It's hardly my fault you succumb so easily to a little hypnotic suggestion.

[mm scones] Did you bring pizza scones?

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Cheating? On what?

[he's confused right now and gives a distracted wave towards the scones]

It's a variety I think, you'll have to look and see.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor is already covering a scone in jam and enjoying it.]

Lemon scone, here. And he was cheating with that tapping.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[looking for a pizza scone]

Such a bad loser.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

Oh, right.

[he just stares at them like they are weird, because they are, and also, not fun being on the outside of an inside joke or whatever this is, since he doesn't know what they are on about, so he's going to distract himself with scones and things, too]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor doesn't really notice and instead just munches his scone.]

You know, scones are actually Scottish.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Don't even start.

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

[has found a scone and is munching on it, too, and trivia is fun]

And the first time they were mentioned in print was Gavin Douglas' translation of Virgil's Aeneid. Nice story, bit heavy on the deaths and suicides, but still a good read. Plus it gave us scones in literature, you can't get better than that.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well, if you're going to have something so depressing, you may as well toss in a bright spot.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[ignoring them now]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

If only Hemingway could have included a muffin or cupcake once in a while. Or maybe he did. Did he?

[thoughtfully munches on his scone, thinking this over]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

He may have and simply called it something symbolic or something like that.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

[is doing maths in his head because these two are boring]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

The old man wasn't really religious imagery at all? Symbolic of a cookie or something along those lines perhaps?

[continues eating, and then looks over towards the Master]

You're very quiet. Or silent. Maybe that's a treatment of some sort, not really sure what you would call it? Silent treatment?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I think he finds scones and Hemingway boring.

[savagestime.livejournal.com]

Scones are delightful.

[the jury's in on Hemmingway, though, and it isn't favourable]

[handysparehand.livejournal.com]

That's why he needed more actual pastries and less symbolic ones. Would make him much more exciting, I'm sure.

[I'm not too shocked. So what's the sentence?]