Mixed Signals
Title: Mixed Signals
Characters: Donna, the Doctor (10)
Summary: Written for Weekly Drabble Challenge #40 (hair) at doctor_donna
Notes: Written on a complete whim and actually changed directions on me but I think it’s a bit cute. Oh, and all in dialogue, which was a bit interesting.
“You want my what?!”
“Donna, calm down. I don’t know why you’re getting so upset.”
“Don’t you dare touch me with your nasty alien tentacle....things. Don’t you dare!”
“Hands, Donna, they’re hands.”
“Right, sure they are. I’ve seen Star Wars, mate, I know what’s under that suit.”
“Donna, just- wait a minute, you’ve watched Star Wars?”
“Worst. Date. Ever. Don’t ask. And don’t you touch me, Martian.”
“I’m not....oh, never mind. Besides, I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Because ‘Donna, I want your hair’ can be taken so many ways.”
“Well, I’ve always wanted to be ginger.”
“What for?!”
“Well, look at you. You’re beautiful, you are. All red and curly and-”
“Watch it....”
“I’m just saying that I’ve had dreams about ginger hair before. Is that so bad?”
“Let’s see. Yes! How long have you been having pervy dreams about me?”
“What are you- not like that! Never like that! I mean dreams where I’m ginger.”
“Freud would have a field day with you, mate.”
“He already has and believe me, he’ll not try again.”
“I don’t even want to-”
“Donnaaaa....”
“Oh, all right then, I’ll dye your hair. But only if you stop petting mine. Deal?”
“Yes, Ma’am!”