This was the funnest, funniest romp of a story I've read in a long time. The Master was completely adorable. Poor Jamie's thing for Two was completely adorable. The Master's wife and associated family were completely excellent, and the history was great, and the War Chief was great, and Three was every bit the fussy queen I remember him being. There was no part of this story that did not make me squeal with glee.

I love you, marry me (or be crushed by my deathlasers), etc.