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[dameluckypants]

*And so, the Doctor's (Specifically, Ten) clothes--all of them, including the underwear--happen to be hanging around on trees outside of the TARDIS. Because Rose is hanging them there. And she left him nothing but a kilt.*

...that'll teach him to eat my cookies.

((WHY YES. THOSE ARE THE DOCTOR'S BOXERS WAVING LIKE A FLAG FROM THAT STICK OVER

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[desrever_god]

.....

I don't want to know, do I?

[dameluckypants]

Dunno. Do you?

[desrever_god]

...........

Kind of.

[dameluckypants]

He ate all of my cookies.

[doctorate]

[Pffft, w/e, totally rocks the t-shirt and kilt look, anyway. DX]

. . . I was wondering where all those went.

[dameluckypants]

I didn't do it, if that's what you're thinking.

[doctorate]

Oh, I certainly wasn't not thinking that it wasn't not you.

If that's what you were thinking.

[dameluckypants]

I think that's you-speak for "yes, Rose, I did think it was you."

[whodhavesonic]

Laundry day, is it?

[dameluckypants]

The best day there is.

[whodhavesonic]

Must say, I thought doing the laundry generally included getting the clothes wet and soapy.

Then again, I haven't been a bachelor in a while, and even when I was I never did my own laundry.

[dameluckypants]

Neither does he.

[likes_sonic]

... *oh what is this?*

[dameluckypants]

....before you ask, he started it.

[likes_sonic]

... What did he do?

[dameluckypants]

You know him. Eating my cookies, waking me up every fifteen minutes because he's bored and everyone else is asleep.....

[drbluebox]

*....quickly wipes away a crumb from the corner of his mouth*

[dameluckypants]

......

[drbluebox]

He has a lot of clothes, doesn't he.

[dameluckypants]

He does, yeah.