Twelve Days of Christmas Ficlets: Bonus Drabbles
There were several prompts beyond the initial 12, so, to make sure no one missed out, those people are getting a 100 word drabble for their prompts.
Drabble 1 | tardismate | Prompt: Alien Zoo, Rose/Ten are exhibits | PG
In all her adventures with the Doctor, Rose had never once doubted his ability to get them out of a tough situation with his fast talking.
Until it got them captured and placed in a cage as part of an exhibit for a futuristic alien zoo.
He was lying with his hands behind his neck on a giant bed, looking completely unconcerned.
“Doctor? Aren’t you worried? The security here is pretty tight.”
“I have a plan.”
Rose raised her eyebrows skeptically. “You do?”
“Okay, well, not a plan exactly, more an idea. A thought.”
“And what’s that?”
“That you’re beautiful.”
Drabble 2 | Juliet316 | Prompt: Ten/Rose, resurrection | PG
“What’s it like?” Rose asked. It was their first adventure since he’d changed and they were standing alone on the observation deck of Platform A Delta 7 to watch the death of a moon.
“Regeneration?”
Rose nodded.
“It’s hard to describe.”
“Try. Please?”
“Okay. Well, it’s like any sort of resurrection I suppose, it’s surreal.”
Rose took his hand and squeezed it. “Does it hurt.”
He considered lying but he knew that would make things worse. “Yes.”
“I’m sorry. I should have been more supportive.”
“You were scared.”
“Yeah well, your explanation was rubbish.”
The Doctor laughed. “It really was.”
Drabble 3 | stormandwolf | Prompt: Ten/Rose, music | PG
There was a planet, in the farthest reaches of space, that made it’s own music.
Rose fell in love with it the first time they visited and for years afterward, she’d beg the Doctor to take her there.
There were no instruments on the planet, at least none that Rose recognized and yet everywhere they went the music was there, beautiful, flowing and complete.
When Rose was sad, the music would comfort her. When she was angry it would calm her. The day the Doctor told her he loved her, the music was full and soaring. Just like her heart.
Drabble 4 | Develish1 | Prompt: Nine/Rose, Stocking | PG
On her first Christmas with the Doctor, he surprised her by leaving an overflowing stocking at the foot of her bed.
She dragged it out to the console room where he was tinkering.
“Thank you.”
He shrugged. “It’s nothing.”
She kissed his cheek. “It’s sweet. You brought Christmas to me.”
“Don’t go making this all domestic. It’s only a stocking.”
Rose smiled knowingly and plunked herself down to open her gifts. Ten minutes later there was a pile at her feet and still she was pulling things out of the stocking.
She laughed. “It’s bigger on the inside, isn’t it?”
Drabble 1 | tardismate | Prompt: Alien Zoo, Rose/Ten are exhibits | PG
In all her adventures with the Doctor, Rose had never once doubted his ability to get them out of a tough situation with his fast talking.
Until it got them captured and placed in a cage as part of an exhibit for a futuristic alien zoo.
He was lying with his hands behind his neck on a giant bed, looking completely unconcerned.
“Doctor? Aren’t you worried? The security here is pretty tight.”
“I have a plan.”
Rose raised her eyebrows skeptically. “You do?”
“Okay, well, not a plan exactly, more an idea. A thought.”
“And what’s that?”
“That you’re beautiful.”
Drabble 2 | Juliet316 | Prompt: Ten/Rose, resurrection | PG
“What’s it like?” Rose asked. It was their first adventure since he’d changed and they were standing alone on the observation deck of Platform A Delta 7 to watch the death of a moon.
“Regeneration?”
Rose nodded.
“It’s hard to describe.”
“Try. Please?”
“Okay. Well, it’s like any sort of resurrection I suppose, it’s surreal.”
Rose took his hand and squeezed it. “Does it hurt.”
He considered lying but he knew that would make things worse. “Yes.”
“I’m sorry. I should have been more supportive.”
“You were scared.”
“Yeah well, your explanation was rubbish.”
The Doctor laughed. “It really was.”
Drabble 3 | stormandwolf | Prompt: Ten/Rose, music | PG
There was a planet, in the farthest reaches of space, that made it’s own music.
Rose fell in love with it the first time they visited and for years afterward, she’d beg the Doctor to take her there.
There were no instruments on the planet, at least none that Rose recognized and yet everywhere they went the music was there, beautiful, flowing and complete.
When Rose was sad, the music would comfort her. When she was angry it would calm her. The day the Doctor told her he loved her, the music was full and soaring. Just like her heart.
Drabble 4 | Develish1 | Prompt: Nine/Rose, Stocking | PG
On her first Christmas with the Doctor, he surprised her by leaving an overflowing stocking at the foot of her bed.
She dragged it out to the console room where he was tinkering.
“Thank you.”
He shrugged. “It’s nothing.”
She kissed his cheek. “It’s sweet. You brought Christmas to me.”
“Don’t go making this all domestic. It’s only a stocking.”
Rose smiled knowingly and plunked herself down to open her gifts. Ten minutes later there was a pile at her feet and still she was pulling things out of the stocking.
She laughed. “It’s bigger on the inside, isn’t it?”