This was certainly an improvement over how Lydia had been when she first came to the door. She may understand anger, she'd certainly felt it and fed off of it for long enough in her lifetime. But Lydia wasn't an angry person. She deserved better. This was far more her.
Something about the way Missy put it, and her tone to boot, just made her giggle a little longer. She reached up and wiped at her eyes, her cheeks red and sore from all the laughter, and sank back in her chair with a sigh.
"I needed that," she said breathlessly. "All of it. Thank you, Missy."
She smiled. It was a rare calm smile, a change from her usual manic grinning. This one was peaceful and pleasantly content. She was happy. Well and truly happy.
"I'm glad. Can't have you going about being a gloomy his now, can we?" She paused before rolling her eyes, "Well... At least no more than usual."
"A princess of nightmares should live up to her title, after all," Lydia said with a hint of a posh accent, straightening her posture. "I mean it, though, really. You're the best. Oh - and I've sold a couple of those tents. Do I give the money to you or the Doctor?"
"Oh but of course!" Missy smiled, tipping her head in deference to royalty. "My door is always open to you, dear." She meant that truly, Lydia was one of the few humans she could actually tolerate in this place.
The question gives her pause. She thinks for a moment. "Hmm. Best give it to the Doctor." She could never tell where she stood on the trust scale. Would he trust her not to pocket more than her fair share?
Lydia had a feeling she knew what had caused Missy to hesitate before answering. Personally, she'd trust her to the ends of the Earth, but then again, she tended to believe in people quite a bit. She flashed a reassuring smile.
"Okay. I'll drop it off at the stables before I meet you tomorrow. You're still coming, right?"
"Great." She hopped up and brought her cup and saucer over to the sink." I'll bring snacks and water, so you don't have to worry about packing them. See you at the board!"
With that, she ducked down and gave Missy a hug so fast that she'd have no chance to protest, then fled for the hallway. You're loved, Aunt Missy, SO THERE.
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Date: 2020-06-26 02:44 am (UTC)"Well it's better than nothing, sister."
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Date: 2020-07-04 12:24 am (UTC)"I needed that," she said breathlessly. "All of it. Thank you, Missy."
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Date: 2020-07-08 12:27 am (UTC)"I'm glad. Can't have you going about being a gloomy his now, can we?" She paused before rolling her eyes, "Well... At least no more than usual."
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Date: 2020-07-12 11:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-07-13 12:10 am (UTC)The question gives her pause. She thinks for a moment. "Hmm. Best give it to the Doctor." She could never tell where she stood on the trust scale. Would he trust her not to pocket more than her fair share?
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Date: 2020-07-13 01:06 am (UTC)"Okay. I'll drop it off at the stables before I meet you tomorrow. You're still coming, right?"
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Date: 2020-07-17 02:02 am (UTC)TY for this! <3
Date: 2020-07-26 10:37 pm (UTC)With that, she ducked down and gave Missy a hug so fast that she'd have no chance to protest, then fled for the hallway. You're loved, Aunt Missy, SO THERE.