Short Four/Sarah Standalone
(I'm kinda nervous about this one. It doesn't even have a proper title. However, it woke me up at 6:30 AM to write it, so here goes...)
The Doctor was always a lively one, and Sarah Jane had many fond memories of him. There was one, however, that she remembered quite well. It was on a day where he was in a very good mood, and everything and everyone pleased him by simply being there. Sarah Jane didn’t get it at the time just why he was so cheerful.
“Why is it you’re so happy today, Doctor?” She asked, watching him practically dancing around the console, singing to himself. Hearing her question, he stopped and looked up at her with a puzzled look, which quickly became a wide grin quickly.
“Why, my dear Sarah Jane!” He said merrily, rounding the console. Approaching said Sarah Jane, he lifted her by the waist and spun her around, causing her to shriek in surprise before laughing. He put her down in a completely different spot than she started in and quickly gave her a peck on the forehead before looking straight at her.
“I don’t know!” He said in a very gleeful and absent-minded tone before breaking into laughter himself. They both continued to laugh and sing, but something stuck in Sarah Jane’s mind: Had he kissed her? Was it her that he was so happy about?
Years later, Sarah Jane had come to realize that he was more than happy just to have her there, because he didn’t want to be alone. Still, she couldn’t help but thinking they were very special to each other, and neither of them would forget that.
The Doctor was always a lively one, and Sarah Jane had many fond memories of him. There was one, however, that she remembered quite well. It was on a day where he was in a very good mood, and everything and everyone pleased him by simply being there. Sarah Jane didn’t get it at the time just why he was so cheerful.
“Why is it you’re so happy today, Doctor?” She asked, watching him practically dancing around the console, singing to himself. Hearing her question, he stopped and looked up at her with a puzzled look, which quickly became a wide grin quickly.
“Why, my dear Sarah Jane!” He said merrily, rounding the console. Approaching said Sarah Jane, he lifted her by the waist and spun her around, causing her to shriek in surprise before laughing. He put her down in a completely different spot than she started in and quickly gave her a peck on the forehead before looking straight at her.
“I don’t know!” He said in a very gleeful and absent-minded tone before breaking into laughter himself. They both continued to laugh and sing, but something stuck in Sarah Jane’s mind: Had he kissed her? Was it her that he was so happy about?
Years later, Sarah Jane had come to realize that he was more than happy just to have her there, because he didn’t want to be alone. Still, she couldn’t help but thinking they were very special to each other, and neither of them would forget that.