Fic: One Full TARDIS
Title: One Full TARDIS
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of the Doctor’s family jewels, and the sexy-sexy.
Genre: Humor, De Craick!
Pairings/Characters: Ten/Rose, Jack, Donna, Martha, Sarah-Jane
Disclaimer: They ain’t mine.
Spoilers: Possible s4 ending spoilers. But it’s rather wildly out there.
A/N: this stemmed from a nutty conversation on Mrv3000’s journal. Enjoy
under the cut
The alarm went off and the Doctor fell out of bed.
This was strange, because he didn't remember setting an alarm.
Or having an alarm.
Or the walls of his bedroom being pink.
He blinked rapidly, trying to clear his mind of the cobwebs of sleep.
Oh, yes. He remembered! The Master had shown up, holding Rose hostage from the other dimension. While going to rescue her, the Doctor had gotten blown up and Donna had called in Jack, Martha and Sarah-Jane for back-up. They'd saved the day and piled into the TARDIS.
And then he'd shagged Rose rotten.
Twice.
Wait...
three times.
Right.
He peaked over the side of the bed from his spot on the floor at Rose's bare back. She'd turned over and shut the alarm off in her sleep. He grinned like the cat that’d caught the canary and crawled back onto the bed, hovering over her; gazing down at her.
"What are you doing?" she muttered sleepily.
"Just looking."
"At what?"
"You. Naked you. I've never seen naked you before."
"You saw naked me last night."
"I was preoccupied last night."
She smiled and opened her eyes in time for him to dip down to kiss her.
And then the yelling started.
"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"
"But...I don't wanna."
The Doctor groaned and flopped down next to Rose. "Jack's running round starkers and Donna's disgusted."
"Oh my god! Do you have to yell all the time?"
The Doctor shoved his head under a pillow. "They woke up Martha."
"Honestly. It's far too early for all this commotion."
Rose bit her lip. "Sarah-Jane's up, too."
"Sarah's been up," the Doctor said automatically. "Morning person."
Rose sighed and curled herself around him. "Hi."
He pulled the pillow away and grinned. "Hello."
The door opened and Jack's face popped into view. "Will you please inform Donna that I always roam around the TARDIS na- Hello!"
Rose snickered and sat up, bringing the sheets with her. "Hi, Jack."
He grinned and winked. "'Bout time."
The Doctor groaned. "Yes. Thank you, Jack. At least go put some pants on so Donna will stop yelling and Martha can get some more sleep."
Jack shrugged. "You'd think Donna wouldn't mind...I mean...you've seen me."
Rose tried not to laugh.
Jack smiled at her.
She pursed her lips and got to her feet, sheet wrapped around her. "Oh, sod it." She rushed towards Jack, despite the Doctor's yelp at being naked without cover. She hugged Jack tightly. "I missed you."
Jack laughed, hugging back. "Missed you, too, sweetheart." He glanced over her shoulder at the Doctor. "I knew it."
Rose pulled back. "What?"
"Him. Hung like a horse. Lucky girl."
The Doctor turned red and pulled a pillow over his bits. "Stop it!"
Rose giggled helplessly and shoved at Jack. "Go find pants, you. We'll be out in a bit."
"Don't say bit!" the Doctor cried.
Jack cackled evilly and wandered off, letting Rose close the door.
The Doctor grumbled, wondering how he was going to manage all of these people living with him. He hadn’t had this many people in a long, long time.
“Hey, Donna!” he heard Jack call. “He’s at least eleven inches! You owe me ten quid!”
Rose laughed, and the Doctor groaned, placing the pillow over his face again.
END
Rating: PG-13 for mentions of the Doctor’s family jewels, and the sexy-sexy.
Genre: Humor, De Craick!
Pairings/Characters: Ten/Rose, Jack, Donna, Martha, Sarah-Jane
Disclaimer: They ain’t mine.
Spoilers: Possible s4 ending spoilers. But it’s rather wildly out there.
A/N: this stemmed from a nutty conversation on Mrv3000’s journal. Enjoy
under the cut
The alarm went off and the Doctor fell out of bed.
This was strange, because he didn't remember setting an alarm.
Or having an alarm.
Or the walls of his bedroom being pink.
He blinked rapidly, trying to clear his mind of the cobwebs of sleep.
Oh, yes. He remembered! The Master had shown up, holding Rose hostage from the other dimension. While going to rescue her, the Doctor had gotten blown up and Donna had called in Jack, Martha and Sarah-Jane for back-up. They'd saved the day and piled into the TARDIS.
And then he'd shagged Rose rotten.
Twice.
Wait...
three times.
Right.
He peaked over the side of the bed from his spot on the floor at Rose's bare back. She'd turned over and shut the alarm off in her sleep. He grinned like the cat that’d caught the canary and crawled back onto the bed, hovering over her; gazing down at her.
"What are you doing?" she muttered sleepily.
"Just looking."
"At what?"
"You. Naked you. I've never seen naked you before."
"You saw naked me last night."
"I was preoccupied last night."
She smiled and opened her eyes in time for him to dip down to kiss her.
And then the yelling started.
"PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!"
"But...I don't wanna."
The Doctor groaned and flopped down next to Rose. "Jack's running round starkers and Donna's disgusted."
"Oh my god! Do you have to yell all the time?"
The Doctor shoved his head under a pillow. "They woke up Martha."
"Honestly. It's far too early for all this commotion."
Rose bit her lip. "Sarah-Jane's up, too."
"Sarah's been up," the Doctor said automatically. "Morning person."
Rose sighed and curled herself around him. "Hi."
He pulled the pillow away and grinned. "Hello."
The door opened and Jack's face popped into view. "Will you please inform Donna that I always roam around the TARDIS na- Hello!"
Rose snickered and sat up, bringing the sheets with her. "Hi, Jack."
He grinned and winked. "'Bout time."
The Doctor groaned. "Yes. Thank you, Jack. At least go put some pants on so Donna will stop yelling and Martha can get some more sleep."
Jack shrugged. "You'd think Donna wouldn't mind...I mean...you've seen me."
Rose tried not to laugh.
Jack smiled at her.
She pursed her lips and got to her feet, sheet wrapped around her. "Oh, sod it." She rushed towards Jack, despite the Doctor's yelp at being naked without cover. She hugged Jack tightly. "I missed you."
Jack laughed, hugging back. "Missed you, too, sweetheart." He glanced over her shoulder at the Doctor. "I knew it."
Rose pulled back. "What?"
"Him. Hung like a horse. Lucky girl."
The Doctor turned red and pulled a pillow over his bits. "Stop it!"
Rose giggled helplessly and shoved at Jack. "Go find pants, you. We'll be out in a bit."
"Don't say bit!" the Doctor cried.
Jack cackled evilly and wandered off, letting Rose close the door.
The Doctor grumbled, wondering how he was going to manage all of these people living with him. He hadn’t had this many people in a long, long time.
“Hey, Donna!” he heard Jack call. “He’s at least eleven inches! You owe me ten quid!”
Rose laughed, and the Doctor groaned, placing the pillow over his face again.
END