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Edward grinned,
"Victoria Vitti, what a name.
Reminds me of a person I knew called Silas De Vandimion.
Lovely lad he was."
Looking down at the young God, Edward saw the clear relief and happiness in his eyes.

"She's living a happy live in Tokyo because of your heroic involvement."

"...Well... That's good... To hear... I guess..." The boy sighed, relief certainly brought to hi troubled soul. "You selfish little brat, you wouldn't do that, now would you?"

Yeah, I guess I wouldn't, hey?

Edward watched his behaviour.
It was.... Interesting.
"You may leave the console room.
It's pretty late and I plan to sleep in here for the night.
Also, I'd suggest you don't forget about our deal.
You owe me one."
He sat on the console chair then placed his feet on top of the machine itself grinning.
"Now get out before I give Victoria here a call."

As soon as the boys had removed themselves from in front of her room, Yandela had slipped inside. She waved her hand, changing her robes into fluffy pj's, and all but collapsing onto her bed. "Finally, some sleep...."

"Y-yeah yeah, whatever, gramps." Mitsuki left, immediately searching for Yandela's room. Upon finding it, he knocked on the door once more.

"Let yourself in," Yandela calls sleepily, curling up under her covers.

Opening the door, the boy thanked her and awkwardly approached her by the bed. Swiftly, the boy rolled in and expertly hid underneath the covers, hoping he hadn't disturbed the girl too much.

"...god, this is weird." Yandela stuffs her face in her pillow. "So so weird."

"I know... But, um, w-well, it's too late to back out now, r-right?... If I walk out that door, Ed will think I did something bad and yah kicked me out, yeah?"

"...yeah." She curls up, back to Mars. "Still don't get why the hell you wanted to stay with me..."

"...Would it sound weird if I said it was because you're warm..?" He pauses, before laughing,"I'm an icecube compared to you, you know."

Yandela chuckles tiredly. "You seemed pretty chummy with Mars. Why didn't you puppy eyes him into letting you climb into bed with him?"

"Because, chilling out with you also makes Mr Eddy jelly. It's the perfect plan, yeah?... I do need entertainment, you know." He laughed a little bit.

"You know, you seem to enjoy antagonizing Ed an awful lot." She smirks. "Should I be worried about something going on there?"

"There's no need to worry. Anyway, he brought it upon himself, bringing that strange object with him. He's up to no good, yeah?"

Yandela shrugs. "Whatever it is... It isn't good. I wish he'd listen to me..."

"Mhm... Yeah." The boy sighed, closing his eyes. The man is doing risky things... No doubt he'll take us with him in his time of dying... Repent, Mr Hudacious, repent, before the big bad Wolf gets you too...

Edward sat on the chair with his feet propped up on the console panel.
In his hands, he held the dark shard and slowly twisted it as he examined it.
Thoughts of Mitsuki's background came flooding back.
If you were looking for a culprit, technically Edward could be blamed.
'Technically'.
He thought long and hard about the ordeal, there was more to the story than the had let on.
Regardless, who cares if Mitsuki was killed?, the boy held no importance to him.

"A live human body and a deceased human body share the same number of particles.
Structurally, there isn't any discernible difference.
Life and death are unquantifiable abstracts.
I lack the perspective to see why I should care?"

Especially as Mitsuki's death only granted him more power.
It was humorous really.

He dimmed the console room lights and forced himself to sleep.

Small clangs rang through the Tardis as Mars walked through it. He tried to be as covert as possible, he didn't want to wake anyone, he didn't feel like talking or joking or anything. For once, his features not arranged into the usual amiable mask. Instead of a grin or smirk, his lips pressed together in a firm line. Eyes which might've held some snark or joy were lowered and hollow.

There was only of few things that could make him this way again, one of which being dreaming. He hated his dreams, they were never happy things. Instead they were horrifyingly vivid recreations of past events or the ugly manifestation of suppressed thoughts and emotions resurfacing. Honestly he wasn't sure which was worse. More than anything though, he hated himself when he was this way, like some kind of skittish animal that would bite or flee at the drop of a pin.

Worthless Worthless Worthless.... you'll never be anything without me and this is the only thing you're needed for

Now listen closely Mars, this is the way you need to be, this is how you'll act, speak, and look. It improves your worth. I'm expecting good results from you,

Which memory did the worst damage he wondered, with what might've been a dark amusement If he could feel anything at all. The only recognizable feeling was the all to familiar numbness. It welcomed him, like a father might their child visiting from school on the holidays.

In this state of mind, he plodded through the halls, past the individual rooms and then the console room.

Edward was lost within the land of dreams.
In his dream, he was with Yandela.
They had arrived on a planet that had vague similarities to earth.
The Tardis crashed next to a large dark castle filled with vampires.
It was horrifying.
There was a statue that had the face of Mitsuki, Edward shattered it to pieces starting from the face.

Outside the dream world and inside the console room, the Time lord sat with a brash grin.