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[mj_storyteller]

Date: December 24th, 2009
Time: 9:57pm
Location: London
Characters Involved: Martha, The Doctor, Rose Tyler [and OPEN]
Ratings and Warnings: PG-13, to be safe
Incomplete

Well, that was pretty easy, Martha thought as she made her way up the pathway that led to the front gate. She carefully opened the cast-iron gate, stepped through it and, just as

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[justthedoctor10]

The Doctor shouldered the shopping bags as he and Rose made their way back to the TARDIS.

"Right. Peas, bananas, and cake. Did we forget anything?"

[miss_rosetyler]

They did not have potatoes to roast, or carrots. They did not have prawns or even cranberry sauce but Rose simply laughed and held the TARDIS door open for the Doctor and his Christmas burden. "I'm sure what we've got will be fine." She assured him and patted the small of his back when he bustled past.

It would be fine. Rose believed whole-heartedly in that fact, because there was nothing wrong with throwing tradition out the window. They would all at least be happily stuffed on turkey and peas and bananas and cake.

She allowed herself to forget that neither she nor the Doctor knew if the bird Martha was pinching from her mum was even thawed or not. Add an extra bunch of hours for cooking, she grimly realized. Her grumbling stomach realized as well.

[mj_storyteller]

Martha struggled through the TARDIS doors with not one but two Turkey's. The one she had stolen from her mother was in a rucksack on her back. The second one in a carrier bag, frozen but starting to thaw. She made her way to the kitchen and unceremoniously dumped the frozen Turkey on the table.

"Right," she said, sliding the heavy bag from her back. "One Turkey; cooked and ready to be eaten. Well, once it's been in oven for about 10 minutes to warm through again."

She looked to Rose and The Doctor with a smile, "Get the rest of the stuff?"

[justthedoctor10]

The Doctor smiled at her. "Peas, bananas and cake."

[mj_storyteller]

Martha blinked. Peas, bananas and cake?

"I don't suppose you got any potatos for roasting, did you?" she shook her head with a smile, "Never mind. We'll just have to have an non-conventional Christmas dinner."

[justthedoctor10]

He blinked and looked a little disappointed. "I didn't know there were supposed to be potatoes..."

[mj_storyteller]

"Normally, yes." she said, opening her rucksack and pulling out the arge lump of time foil that contained the Turkey. She gave him a cheeky smile "But then again, when is anything normal when you are concerned, Doctor?"

[justthedoctor10]

He sighed and smiled. "Suppose that's true. Turkey mission go okay?"

[miss_rosetyler]

Rose grinned from behind the Doctor. "Thought it best not to set him straight on the potatoes issue. Once he gets his heart set on bananas.." She trailed off and rolled her eyes. She put forward more enthusiasm, having come to terms with Martha's presence at their Christmas dinner.

"The turkey smells gorgeous, by the way." The outside chill had left a flush on Rose's face and it seemed to intensify as she smiled.

A cranky Rose was best made pleasant again by the promise of good food, and this situation was no exception. There was still a turbulent wave of animosity towards Martha, but it could be swept into a corner so long as dinner was about to happen.

[mj_storyteller]

"Piece of cake." she said, "Just slid in, stuffed the turkey in the bag and slid back out again. Mum came in the kitchen once, but didn't see me thank god."

Martha grinned at Rose's comment, "Oh, I know! He'd have banana's for every meal if he could."

She noticed that rose was making a bit more of an effort, and that pleased Martha. Jealousy stil bubbled within her, but it was going to take her some time to get that sorted. For now, at least, Christmas dinner wasn't going to be as awkward as she'd expected it to be.

[justthedoctor10]

The Doctor gave both women a crestfallen look. "We coulda gotten both bananas and potatoes. I've nothing against potatoes. Potatoes make chips, but Rose said that you can't have chips on Christmas. So I just assumed..."

He pulled at his ear. "Anyways, I should have some wine sitting around somewhere." He wandered around the kitchen, pulling open cabinets to look.

[miss_rosetyler]

Rose reached out to pat the Doctor's shoulder. "Bananas are fine, 'sides, not such a bad idea to shake it up a bit. Forget the potatoes." Her fingers squeezed lightly.

It was endearing, really. To see the Doctor slip up on something so fundamentally traditional about a human practice. Even if it was a little bit her fault. Alright, it was a lot of her fault, but Rose had the distinct impression that she remembered outlining the difference between chips and roast potatoes and their relative roles in a Christmas dinner.

Oh well. No matter. Bridge under the water. My, wasn't her stomach grumbling?

"No potatoes jus' means that we've got less to actually cook!" Rose grins and wanders through the kitchen, helping the Doctor hunt down his wine.

[mj_storyteller]

"Yep!" Martha agreed, taking the now defrosted Turkey and stuffing it in the oven. She moved around the kitchen grabbing a plate and a carving knife. She set to carving the Turkey.

"So," she said, trying to get conversation going, "Anyone got any hilarious Christmas stories to tell?"

[justthedoctor10]

The Doctor spotted the old bottle of wine hiding behind some crackers and pulled it out.

"Well...the only Christmas dinner I've ever had...I regenerated, and Rose's mum woke me up tea and I had a sword fight. And lost my hand. You remember the hand, Martha. Jack had it for a good bit."

[miss_rosetyler]

Rose was pulling items out of the shopping bag, humming carols as she went. She was going to launch into a story of how last Christmas Jackie had insisted on doing the cooking herself. By the end of Pete's fancy kitchen had actually caught on fire...But Rose's tale was pre-empted by the Doctor. She smiled at the memory. She had managed to get him into one of those paper hats from a cracker.

Her reminiscence was brought to a grinding halt when the Doctor mentioned Jack.

"Jack had your hand?" Rose spluttered and caught onto the edge of a cabinet to support her laughter. "Our Captain Jack? Didn't it go flyin' off the Sycorax ship?"

[mj_storyteller]

Martha paused in her carving and looked up at Rose. "You were there? When his hand was...." a shudder made it's way through her, "was cut off?"