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The Cyber Controller and the Emperor Dalek walked into a bar.
Well, the Cyber Controller walked in. The Emperor blew a hole in the wall, and glided in through that.
“Oi,” said the Sontaran behind the bar, “You’re paying for that, Emperor!”
The Emperor promptly exterminated him, only to sigh deeply when the next clone automatically popped up. “And yer paying for the new barman,” the new Sontaran said indignantly, and glared.
“SO,” said the Emperor, “YOUR CYBERLEADER STOOD UP OUR BLACK DALEK ON A DATE. THIS IS AN INSULT TO THE ENTIRE DALEK EMPIRE.”
“Eh, kids today,” said the Controller dismissively, ”Whatcha gonna do wit’ them? Can’t lock ‘em up, much as you want to. Hey, did I ever show you the pictures of him as a Cybermat?”
The Emperor’s eyestalk stared at him. “HAVE YOU BEEN ON THE WD-40 AGAIN? THIS IS ABOUT FAMILY, LOYALITY, RELIABILITY…”
There was a distinct clang as the Cyber Controller’s head hit the bar table, and a metallic snoring that strongly resembled a chainsaw.
Next morning, when the Cyber Controller woke up, there was a Yeti head in the bed with him. He studied it carefully. ”Of course, you know this means war….”