Deserve Something Nicer
Title: Deserve Something Nicer
Characters/Pairings: Donna, Sylvia, mentions of Nerys, Shaun, and Lance, future OC
Summary: Donna’s making do with what she has.
Timey-Wimey Factor: Around the last fifteen minutes of the End of Time. If you know who Shaun is, however, I think you’re pretty safe.
Notes: Written for Travellers’ Tales #2 (ceremonial) at doctor_donna. Follow up to A Bit More Obvious, and soon to be tied to another little something (which I will announce later).
Donna huffed, adjusting the veil on her head and glaring at her mother. “I hate this, you know,” she grumbled. “I deserve something nicer.”
“Yes,” Sylvia replied, “and I deserve to be the queen. Neither of which is going to happen.”
“I should hope not,” Donna retorted. “You’re far too old.”
Sylvia muttered something under her breath and hurried out, leaving Donna on her own.
“Love you too, Mum!” Donna called after her, then she stared down at her dress and sighed. It would do, she supposed, and certainly better than her last one. Though she didn’t know what had happened to it, she suspected it wouldn’t fit her now anyway. This was better. For a moment she thought she remembered what happened to her other dress, but then decided that, even if Lance had cheated on her, she probably wouldn’t have really set the dress on fire. No, she’d likely ripped it or ruined it somehow, or Sylvia had given it away, probably thinking Donna was too far gone to get married anyway. To be honest, Donna was rather surprised she wasn’t, but then a niggling in the back of her head told her not to think like that and she turned her attention back to her dress.
White, in general, was a mistake. She didn’t really care about the tradition behind it, all that ceremonial garbage about pure brides and the like, but....well, white made her look a bit fat, and right about then she wasn’t too keen on looking any bigger than necessary.
Still, she thought as she smoothed the fabric over the still invisible curve of her stomach, it wasn’t all bad. Shaun didn’t care about her dress anyway, not really, so neither did she.
Besides, compared to Nerys, she looked good.