#millythemenace

[sms; Cousin Milly] I would like to recommend never visiting Toutatis Zaria 5.[sms; Cousin Milly] In fact, I would avoid the entire system.[sms; Cousin Milly] It was nice enough when I landed, except for the terrible shrieking noises the trees make.[sms; Cousin Milly] But then I found out the planet has fallen victim to a virus that makes the inhabitants into zombies.[sms; Cousin Milly] I alerted Interplanetary authorities. They wanted to quarantine me for twelve months.[sms; Cousin Milly] I convinced them that my superior biology resisted such things and that as long as I had a good long soak in the bath I would be fine.[sms; Cousin Milly] Except now I’m having nightmares and I think I’m just going to hole up for a few months with my collection of Audrey Hepburn films, tbqh.[sms; Cousin Milly] Please be careful, wherever you are.[sms; Cousin Milly] Check the Interplanetary travel warnings regularly.[sms; Cousin Milly] And be cautious about who you hitch a ride with.

“No, and I’m not planning on starting to  confess my best concealed secrets to you. Much less if you are going to be rude about it.”

“How...unfortunate.”

He lifted up his leg, pointing to his rocket boots. "Made these." Putting his foot back down, he took his screwdriver out of his pocket and gave it a toss. "Made this." Gesturing around the room at the various mostly-or-partially-assembled gadgets, he gave a resounding "Made all of this, more or less." Finally, pointing back out of the room to the kitchen, he added: "And I am quite a prolific baker of muffins." He was going to add that he could bake many other things besides just muffins, but he thought he would just mention the muffins for now.

    — Any questions? ❞

“Milly, there's no need to defend me right at this  moment; I'm perfectly capable of looking after myself.       Even so, thank you.”

“D-Doctor!” She shouted, the faulty engine, her smoking console, and Milly no longer having her full attention. “Rassilon's teeth, what is it?”