john_amend_all

A few days ago, I noticed on who_daily a number of people requesting prompts to write daily drabbles during Advent. Rather than ask for prompts, I decided to give the 22-pairings shuffler a workout before it needed to be taken to bits for Clara to be added. I daresay there may be a bonus drabble or two to bring the count up to 24.

Anyway, we begin with...

Trouncing of the Autons (Three/Nyssa)

The final Auton disintegrated under the converging jets of blue liquid. Cautiously, Nyssa stood up.

"You did it, Doctor," she said.

"Quite a remarkable little formula, that antiplastic." He put his hand on her shoulder. "And without your help, I couldn't have synthesized it in time."

"Does that mean I get the job?"

"I'll arrange things with the Brigadier." The Doctor chuckled. "Once he's recovered from having to arm his men with 'blasted water pistols.' Welcome aboard, Nyssa."

"I think we'll work very well together." She leaned against him, the velvet of his coat soft against her cheek. "Don't you?"