Some egg-citing adventure! (part 3)

We went to the house where Master had to met the egg-collector. 

I was not surprised to look at a giant egg. “Got not a door, neither a doorbell. How will we get in?” 

Master laughed. “Easy, you will see!” 

He put his hand on the egg-house, a crack appeared and turned into a door, big enough for us to enter. Master hissed at me. “Remember, Tardiscleaner, you are my servant, so behave like one!” 

I shook my shoulder. “But Master, I always behave!” 

He rolled his eyes. “Depends on the meaning of behaviour, mind me!” “Okay, I will be best servant as best Tardiscleaner!” “Come one”, he grumbled.

Inside the egg, we stepped into something like a great hall, light came from many cabinets, filled with...eggs or things that must be eggs but looked like other things. Small ways lead to other rooms, probably all filled with eggs and eggs and eggs. Must be some egghead. 

“Welcome, welcome, great Timelord Master.” 

I felt my heard nearly jump from my throat, good thing I don’t dropped the box. I didn’t want to imagine what would had happened if the egg would play egg ball on the floor. 

Behind us a some of that tiny, gleaming metal bean things was flying in the air. Inside it sat one of the collectors. His eyes were brown, his nose had a little red point on it, as if he loved red whine to much. 

He spread both hands in a gesture of welcoming. Master bowed a little. 

“I came to bring you what you want. Servant give it to me!” His voice got that old OBEYE ME sound. Humph. I got my mouth closed and gave him the box, with the dignity of the servant of Lewis XIV, the Earth-French Sun King. 

The collector stared at the box. “Oh my” His eyes get even bigger. “Is it really what I want?! Oh my, oh my, I am so excited. Come one, I had to put it on a special plate to look at it.” He gave me a quick look. 

“Your, hem, servant can wait here. But he had to touch nothing, you understand”, his voice get a little shrill, “absolutely nothing. My collection is priceless and very sensible to the slightest touch, that is not mine.” Master coughed slightly. “ You can take my word, my servant is a good trained one. He will absolute comply with my orders, meaning, he will touch nothing!” 

The egg collector gazed at me, but being no egg, I didn’t get his full attention. Mind me, was okay with me. 

I saluted to Master and smiled. “So we can go and see the wonderful egg, come, come, Master Timelord, great Master”, the egg collector rubbed his hands. 

They disappeared but before that Master turned his head and send my his “melt an ice cube”-sight.

Away they were and time began to drop down like honey, but not so sweet, but boring. 

I felt so lost without my broom to twist around, my duster and feather duster to hunt dust mice, my mop filled with the wonderful smelling galaxy cleaner. And my thoughts went home to Tardis and little dodo Dickens. Hope the cats would play with him until I am back. So sorry about his/her brother sister, but after all could I rescued the little one. 

All those eggs, must come from over the universe. But if you ask me, boring to collect only one thing. 

I like to collect many things, cleaning things, Christ mess ornaments, unicorns, greeting cards from around the universe. Master said my room is like a white elephant stable. 

Goodness, what is keeping Master. That collector must had to begun showing him his collection. 

Boring. 

Hem, no one told me not to move and keep a little look outside the house. 

Just a look at the street, maybe someone is standing there, waiting to have a nice little chat with little Tardiscleaner!

Next moment I was trough the crack that was supposed to be the door and on the street.

Ah, the fresh air, wonderful and around me the beautiful clean houses and the nice clean street, not one piece of paper or something else. 

I looked to the sky as suddenly someone’s voice came into my ears. I turned around to the one, who just said a nice “hello” to me. It was another one of the collectors race. 

Inside the bean shaped thing sat a nice chap. He/she had very huge eyes and they were in a melting violet colour. It waved his hand aside, I waved back. “Hello too!” I said. 

“You must be with that Timelord the egg collector was excited to see. He told us, he would bring him a wonderful thing for his collection.” The little one smiled. I nodded. 

“Oh yes, a egg from terra, you know, that planet from a fare distance galaxy. “Oh yes, terra, now that you say the name I remember. “ His hand tipped at his nose. “And you are from?” 

“Well, I am from terra too.” “You come from an egg?” I laughed. “No, well, in a way, but not such eggs as...oh forgot it. We breed in a special way.” “Oh”, his eyes widened again. “You must be an very interesting race, that a Timelord took you with you?!” I blushed a little. 

“I am not sure about that, after all I am travelling with him as a cleaner of his craft!” “His craft, I understood. We are not able to fly, I mean to get up into space. But we get many visitors that bring us nice peaces for our collection.” 

“Do you announce things in some galaxy search lists?” He laughed a tiny laugh. “Something like that. Say, want to have a look at my house. You would love it. It is not fare from here. You must know, I collect cleaning things.”   

My eyes went huge. “You collect cleaning things?” His mound went round. 

“Yes and from all over the universe, for example I got a very special device that those Judoons use to clean up the cells, absolute rare to get your fingers on, I can tell you.” 

I thought so too. Those rhino like looking things with their stubborn minds, little bit like a Dalek, had a planet like one whole safety cell. Must be something to catch a cleaner thing for their cells, mind you. I felt my mouth watering and not only literary. But the voice of reason whispered in my mind. I sighted. 

 “Oh, I can’t’. My Master, you know, he will soon come back and then he would be angry if I am not waiting here!” Another voice whispered that after all he doesn’t said, that I had to stay inside the house. 

“But is no problem”, he tipped at something inside his bean travelling thing and a small cube appeared., as if it had stuck inside. “See, I tell my little helper here that he tells your Master the place where I live. He can come and all will be nice an easy!” 

Seemed a nice idea to me. Such a nice guy. Nice guy, may be, too nice, said the first voice again. 

Hem. I remembered that fairy dragon disaster. They were so nice too and in the end my bump was nearly burning and I had to listen to Masters “didn’t I told you!” for hours but those Judoons cleaner things... 

Only a little glimpse could really do no harm. But in case there was something wrong…

I pointed at a house in the distance. “I was wondering…could you tell, what kind of collector lives in that nice house over there?” He turned in his bean thing around. Quickly I grabbed in my backpack and took a small spray gun filled with my faithful companion, the galaxy cleaner. Always be ready if one had to clean a spot, you know my motto! “Cleaning never, ever stops!” 

It is a very small spray gun, small enough to put it into my hand. As he turned back to me, my hand was filled. “Oh that, no one important, I tell you. Collecting  words, not impressive.” 

My mouth dropped. "Words! How can one collect WORDS!" He/she rolled it`s eyes. 

"Ah, boring, I tell you, cleaning things are so much nicer, I can tell!" Okay, then let’s go.” 

As I followed him, each time we crossed a corner I gave the next house a little splash, and a small spot of the cleaner keeps stuck. Dried it would look like a tiny blue spot.

After a while we reached his house. It looked like a huge Swiss cottage, with flowers in rainbow colours in the flowerboxes. We entered it and all was nice. I saw pictures at the walls, all were showing creatures from all over the universe. Some I knew, most I didn’t. 

Strange, didn’t he told me that he was collecting cleaning things? What is the point of collecting such and having then such pictures on your wall. If I understood one thing about that collectors, that they are strictly stuck to their collecting thing. 

A nasty thing appeared in my mind and I turned around, just was about to ask a question as I felt something strange. To say at least. I was unable to open my mouth. Not only that, worse, I was unable to move a finger. Great, some kind of force field. 

Certainly, that fairy dragon thing, never trust too sweet looking creatures and never don’t do what Master told you. But he didn’t said, don’t go out. Damned!

I heard the bad guy goggling. “Welcome my new collection thing. I was always hoping to get a human being for my collection. “ He looked at me and smiled. 

Nice smiling, bad words. Damned second time. 

He rubbed his two tiny hand together, being in a very good mode. 

Me, little Tardiscleaner as part of some butterfly-collection? HOTDAMNED!

“See, I will put you in a nice box, with a picture of your blue planet. Bye the way” he scratched his chin. “What I never ever will understand why you are living on the surface, having mostly of your planet filled with water. May be there are other creatures down there. Nice to have some of them too. May be I find a trustful service, after all. But for now, I am really, really pleased!”

“That will change in a minute!” 

Oh, the relief to hear my Masters voice! 

He was standing with the other collector in the open door. 

In his eyes were a distance light, you know, those light like a burning fire deep inside. 

The other collectors face was sad and angry. “Xttmbll, you disappoint me, you disappoint us. We all had an agreement, not ever to harm visitors, especial not that one, who came to make business with us. What will happen someone finds out. Collecting will be going down!” 

My catcher grumbled. “Oh shut up, no harm is done. After all that he is only servant. Who mind about a servant.” 

“I do”, Master said with his cold voice. He raised his screwdriver and….puff…

On the way back to Tardis Master did not say one word to me,

I thought it would be better to shut up my mouth too.

In Tardis I decided the best thing was feet cats and dodo, who went nearly crazy about me, sweet little Dickens. Then I put on the cattle and brew a strong tea. 

Just when I had my cup filled, Master came into the kitchen. He took a seat, I jumped up and brought him his favourite china-bone teacup.I filled it with tea and sat down. 

“Sometimes you drive me crazy.” His voice was calm but not filled with ice crystals.

Thanks the gods of the universe.

“I am sorry, but I was, well, a little bored, just stepped a little step outside and, and..” 

He nodded. “Only one little step, yes, yes, good that you made that signs. Otherwise you might have ended in a box.” “I know, Master, I am sorry, please don’t be mad at me.” 

I stirred in my cup, Dickens gave a sound, wanting a cookie, I gave him one. He loves cookies, all dodos do, like me, and Master!

“Anyway, thought I would miss you and your “shimmering company”. 

I looked at Master and he smiled liked the Cheshire cat. 

My heard filled with joy. After all, seemed he likes me a little.

“I think we should call it a party and I will throw my last package of pink wafers on the table.” 

Said and done.

Master glimpsed at the cookies. He laughed. “Your precious pink wafers?” 

“Yup, for you, my favourite Master, who saved me from becoming a butterfly on a pin.” 

“Your favourite Master, hem, after all there is only but one Master going to rule this universe some day.” 

I raised my cup of tea. “I drink to that.” 

Certainly little dodo Dickens got his share of the pink wafers too. Could not resist a shy picking at my leg from a tiny bird.

But Master never told me what he got in return for the egg.

I am sure something for his great Master plan to become ruler of whole universe some day!