Drabble Maker revisited
Yup someone let me near the drabble maker again. You can blame devilish1 if this gets out of hand...
The Wolf Prince
Rose was walking through a pink meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around her head when she spied a hot little wolf lying under a tree.
Rose skipped over to see the dear thing and was reckless to find that he was hurt! A TARDIS had pierced his sticky little finger and he whimpered manically with the pain.
"My bouncy little friend," Rose said. "Let me help you!" She took out her Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the TARDIS, as boldly as she could. The wolf cried out and Rose's heart ached, with all the intensity of the setting sun. "You'll be all right," Rose whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you The Doctor and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping The Doctor up in her arms, Rose carried him home and made a bed for him beside her own. For seven days and seven nights, Rose nursed The Doctor, cleaning his finger and feeding him Forest-brand wolf chow.
On the eighth night, The Doctor climbed into bed with Rose. He burrowed under the covers and desperately grasped Rose's wrist. It made Rose giggle and she cuddled close to The Doctor, stroking his chest and singing deeply to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Rose hurried home so she could curl up with The Doctor. It gave her a talented feeling whenever The Doctor grasped her wrist.
Then one night, The Doctor looked up at Rose and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a cryptic prince."
Rose screamed stiffly, she was so surprised. How could a wolf talk? She must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," The Doctor said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Rose said and kissed The Doctor on his chest. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a cryptic prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince The Doctor," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Rose said.
"See?" The Doctor said and showed Rose the scar from the TARDIS on his finger. Then he kissed Rose and they tumbled on the floor and did a lot of very emo things, some of them involving a legendary sonic screwdriver.
"I love you," The Doctor said when they were done. Rose clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure The Doctor had stashed away.
And if The Doctor didn't know about Rose's visits to the wolf sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
A Bouncy Day To Grasp
Rose stepped deeply out into the reckless sunshine, and admired The Doctor's chest. "Ah," she sighed, "That's a pink sight."
The Doctor climbed off the forest and walked stiffly across the grass to greet his lover. Rose patted The Doctor on the finger and then tried to grasp him boldly, but without success.
"That's all right," The Doctor said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not cryptic," Rose. "Not as cryptic as the time we grasped on the floor."
The Doctor nodded manically. "We were emo back in those days."
"Our wrists were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Rose said. "Everything seems sticky and legendary when you're young."
"Of course," The Doctor said. "But now we're talented, we can still have fun. If we go about it desperately."
"Desperately?" Rose said . "But how?"
"With this," The Doctor said and held out a hot sonic screwdriver. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to grasp."
Rose swallowed the sonic screwdriver at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to grasp desperately. They grasped with all the intensity of the setting sun. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
A Forest In Time
On a bouncy and talented morning, Rose sat on the floor. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her finger ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect The Doctor to love someone with a pink wrist?
Desperately, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a hot legendary TARDIS, all on a summer's day. I wish my The Doctor would grasp me, in his own cryptic way..."
"Do you?" The Doctor sat down beside Rose and put his hand on Rose's chest. "I think that could be arranged."
Rose gasped manically. "But what about my pink wrist?"
"I like it," The Doctor said boldly. "I think it's reckless."
They came together and their kiss was with all the intensity of the setting sun.
"I love you," Rose said deeply.
"I love you too," The Doctor replied and grasped her.
They bought a wolf, moved in together, and lived stiffly ever after.
The Miracle Of The Wolf
Rose hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it with all the intensity of the setting sun. She loathed it.
Every December, Rose would feel herself getting all emo inside. She refused to put up a Christmas TARDIS, she snapped at anyone legendary enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Rose had to go to the mall to buy a sticky forest. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing manically around and so much Christmas music blaring stiffly, she thought her finger would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a hot man collecting for charity. Rose never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the hot man dropped his bells and ran on the floor. There was a pink wolf right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the hot man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Rose rushed out and desperately pushed them both out of the way. There was a reckless bang and then everything went dark.
When Rose woke up, she was in a cryptic room. There was a Christmas TARDIS in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rose's chest hurt. A lot.
The hot man came into the room. "I'm so bouncy!" he said. "You're awake. My name is The Doctor. You saved me from the truck. But your chest is broken."
Rose hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas TARDIS up and her chest was broken, she felt quite talented, especially when she looked at The Doctor.
"Your chest must hurt boldly," The Doctor said. "I think this will help." And he grasped Rose several times.
Now Rose felt very talented indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved The Doctor. "I love you," she said, and kissed The Doctor deeply.
"I love you too," said The Doctor. Just then, the wolf ran into the room and nuzzled Rose's wrist. "I brought him home with us," The Doctor said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Rose said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
The Wolf Prince
Rose was walking through a pink meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around her head when she spied a hot little wolf lying under a tree.
Rose skipped over to see the dear thing and was reckless to find that he was hurt! A TARDIS had pierced his sticky little finger and he whimpered manically with the pain.
"My bouncy little friend," Rose said. "Let me help you!" She took out her Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the TARDIS, as boldly as she could. The wolf cried out and Rose's heart ached, with all the intensity of the setting sun. "You'll be all right," Rose whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you The Doctor and you can live with me forever!"
Scooping The Doctor up in her arms, Rose carried him home and made a bed for him beside her own. For seven days and seven nights, Rose nursed The Doctor, cleaning his finger and feeding him Forest-brand wolf chow.
On the eighth night, The Doctor climbed into bed with Rose. He burrowed under the covers and desperately grasped Rose's wrist. It made Rose giggle and she cuddled close to The Doctor, stroking his chest and singing deeply to him.
They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Rose hurried home so she could curl up with The Doctor. It gave her a talented feeling whenever The Doctor grasped her wrist.
Then one night, The Doctor looked up at Rose and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a cryptic prince."
Rose screamed stiffly, she was so surprised. How could a wolf talk? She must have dropped off and dreamed it.
"You're not dreaming," The Doctor said. "Kiss me."
"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Rose said and kissed The Doctor on his chest. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a cryptic prince! With a crown and everything!
"I'm Prince The Doctor," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."
"Is it really you?" Rose said.
"See?" The Doctor said and showed Rose the scar from the TARDIS on his finger. Then he kissed Rose and they tumbled on the floor and did a lot of very emo things, some of them involving a legendary sonic screwdriver.
"I love you," The Doctor said when they were done. Rose clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure The Doctor had stashed away.
And if The Doctor didn't know about Rose's visits to the wolf sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.
A Bouncy Day To Grasp
Rose stepped deeply out into the reckless sunshine, and admired The Doctor's chest. "Ah," she sighed, "That's a pink sight."
The Doctor climbed off the forest and walked stiffly across the grass to greet his lover. Rose patted The Doctor on the finger and then tried to grasp him boldly, but without success.
"That's all right," The Doctor said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not cryptic," Rose. "Not as cryptic as the time we grasped on the floor."
The Doctor nodded manically. "We were emo back in those days."
"Our wrists were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Rose said. "Everything seems sticky and legendary when you're young."
"Of course," The Doctor said. "But now we're talented, we can still have fun. If we go about it desperately."
"Desperately?" Rose said . "But how?"
"With this," The Doctor said and held out a hot sonic screwdriver. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to grasp."
Rose swallowed the sonic screwdriver at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to grasp desperately. They grasped with all the intensity of the setting sun. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
A Forest In Time
On a bouncy and talented morning, Rose sat on the floor. It was Valentine's Day and she was all alone. Her finger ached in sorrow for the secret love that she could never share. How could she expect The Doctor to love someone with a pink wrist?
Desperately, she began to recite a poem she had composed. "Ah, my love is like a hot legendary TARDIS, all on a summer's day. I wish my The Doctor would grasp me, in his own cryptic way..."
"Do you?" The Doctor sat down beside Rose and put his hand on Rose's chest. "I think that could be arranged."
Rose gasped manically. "But what about my pink wrist?"
"I like it," The Doctor said boldly. "I think it's reckless."
They came together and their kiss was with all the intensity of the setting sun.
"I love you," Rose said deeply.
"I love you too," The Doctor replied and grasped her.
They bought a wolf, moved in together, and lived stiffly ever after.
The Miracle Of The Wolf
Rose hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it with all the intensity of the setting sun. She loathed it.
Every December, Rose would feel herself getting all emo inside. She refused to put up a Christmas TARDIS, she snapped at anyone legendary enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Rose had to go to the mall to buy a sticky forest. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing manically around and so much Christmas music blaring stiffly, she thought her finger would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a hot man collecting for charity. Rose never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the hot man dropped his bells and ran on the floor. There was a pink wolf right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the hot man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Rose rushed out and desperately pushed them both out of the way. There was a reckless bang and then everything went dark.
When Rose woke up, she was in a cryptic room. There was a Christmas TARDIS in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Rose's chest hurt. A lot.
The hot man came into the room. "I'm so bouncy!" he said. "You're awake. My name is The Doctor. You saved me from the truck. But your chest is broken."
Rose hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas TARDIS up and her chest was broken, she felt quite talented, especially when she looked at The Doctor.
"Your chest must hurt boldly," The Doctor said. "I think this will help." And he grasped Rose several times.
Now Rose felt very talented indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved The Doctor. "I love you," she said, and kissed The Doctor deeply.
"I love you too," said The Doctor. Just then, the wolf ran into the room and nuzzled Rose's wrist. "I brought him home with us," The Doctor said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Rose said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.