Let's do the time warp again
Who: Nine, Rose
When: Day 36, afternoon
Where: Camp in general
Invited: Martha, Ten, Romana, River
Status: Complete
“What are you doing?” The Doctor watched Rose removing clothing from her backpack.
“Cleaning it out. One change of clothing and food and water for tomorrow. No need to go cartin’ all my clothes round.” Rose put folded clothing into a woven wicker style box.
It was something she had made with Molly and it had been a prototype. Molly, Sue and Rose, along some others were making a killing in the basket and mat trade. A kind of barter system was starting up, although, in truth if anyone really needed something it was given to them. But real craftsmanship and decoration as well as functionality was something else entirely.
Hugh had been carving designs into coconut cups, walking sticks and such before the attack. Tommy had made three additional bows, these recurve as opposed to longbows. Two survived the slaughter as their maker hadn’t.
John Locke had made a cradle for Baby Aaron, and had a few requests for small tables, although the Doctor had no idea if he’d take up those requests.
Jack had been working on a chess set.
Funny how life moved on and humans settled into looking at the little things.
“Rose…”
Rose looked at him, then graced him with a small smile. “Just tell me you’re sorry.”
He grinned back. “I am. I really am.”
She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.
“Now I know you’re itching to go have some sort of talk with Ten and Romana about things we mere apes wouldn’t understand. Go, play with your friends and be back before dinner.”
The Doctor looked heavenward. “This is domestic. See this, right here. It’s domestic. Got goosebumps, me. “
“Not domestic. I’d say the same if we were at a pit stop between trips in the Tardis. See. You’re safe for now. Shoo. Rain’s stopped.” Rose wave him out of the grass hut. “And give that thing you were workin’ on to River fore you do anythin’ else.”
Outside water was still dripping from shelters, but people were coming out to take up whatever they had been doing.
Right, first River, then he had to find himself.