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Chapter 6/?
“Bye mum, dad, Mickey. See you…whenever! You know how it is!” Rose said, laughing as she made her way towards the TARDIS.
“I still don’t know how you can stand that thing, no offense boss.” Mickey said, eying the TARDIS warily.
“Guess you never will.” Rose laughed as she hugged them each goodbye. “Oh, and mum? Please give me a call when my little brother or sister is going to come, would you? Love you all!” she called as she stepped into the TARDIS and away from the life that she would never again be satisfied with.
“So, where to first?” Rose asked the Doctor, grinning.
“Actually, I’m not quite sure where we’ll be going once we hit our native universe.” He said, scratching his head.
“That would be my call.” Alikinala said, laughing as she swung down from the coral rafters, her long chestnut hair swinging merrily. “Rose, you’d better go put on the prettiest dress you can find-I’m assuming you know where the uh ‘costume room’ is, right?-and bro, tell me you have something nicer to wear then that. Please tell me you do because if you don’t, you’ll look drab next to Rose.”
“Sorry, what?” the Doctor asked, clueless.
Alikinala rolled her eyes. “Rose? Tell me you have at least a faint idea of what’s going on here.”
“Not really.” Rose admitted.
“Oh, come on! Formal clothes? Unknown location? One man and one woman? Has to do with eating at a fancy restaurant? Come on, put it together Rose!” Alikinala cried, exasperated. Rose grinned. The Doctor still looked confused.
“I think I get it.” Rose said, laughing.
“Then go get changed, both of you!” Alikinala said, grinning.
Ten minutes later, Rose walked back into the main room. Alikinala raised her eyebrows.
“Nice.” She said appreciatively.
“Wow.”
Both women turned to see the Doctor standing there looking surprised and pleased at the same time.
“That’s what you wore the night we met Charles Dickens.” He said, still staring.
Rose blushed. “Yeah.”
“I, uh…” he broke off.
“Translation: You looked fantastic then and you look a thousand times better now.” Alikinala said, shaking her head at her brother’s hopelessness.
Rose blushed harder, unable to meet the Doctor’s eyes. Instead, she turned to Alikinala.
“So, where are we going?” she asked.
“I’d tell you, but I can’t pronounce the name. Some fancy French restaurant.” She said, grinning. “And, we just arrived. Have fun you two.”
“Wait, you’re not coming?” the Doctor asked.
Alikinala and Rose both grinned. “Sorry, the concept of ‘dating’ was never all that clear to him.” Alikinala said to Rose, laughing.
“Oi!” he said indignantly. “What?”
“Never mind. Have fun.” Alikinala said, laughing as she shooed them out the door.
Once she was alone, Alikinala went off in search of her old room. She wandered through hallway after hallway. Finally she came to the door. She placed her hand on the door and it melted away before her. She flicked on the light and sighed. Everything was covered in dust. It took a while, but eventually she got off all the dust. She smiled at her old room. Posters of all kinds of things papered her walls, her bed was just as she had left it-unmade-and her bookshelves were full. She smiled.
“It’s good to be home.” She murmured.