The Tardis' Teddy Bear
Title: The Tardis' Teddy bear
Characters: Nine, Jack and Rose.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Doctor got caught at his own joke and Rose got herself a nice teddy bear.
Warnings: Pure fluff
Disclaimer: Of course I’m not making any money out of this, only the BBC and RTD are allowed to
Author’s note: Written for a French challenge, prompt being : fur.
Beta: imzadimylove
“Do you have fleas?” Rose asked.
It was already a while since Jack began scratching. He had started with one arm, then the other, then his thigh and now his back.
“I don’t know, but it tickles everywhere,” he replied.
“It tickles or it itches?” the Doctor asked intrigued.
“Well, a bit of both. Anyway, it’s pretty annoying,” Jack replied, even though he was obviously not considering abandoning his reading yet.
“You should maybe go and take a shower,” Rose suggested taking the book out of his hand. “Before you rip your skin apart.”
“Would you come with me and scratch my back?”
“No way, you perv! What if you’re contagious?” she objected laughingly.
“Cheap excuse,” he grumbled as he rose and moved toward the door. “Good night Doc,” he said on his way.
“Good night, Jack,” the Time Lord replied dubiously. “Rose, did you by any chance eat any of those cupcakes I purposely discouraged you from consuming on Catranis?”
“Uh, I didn’t, but Jack said they were highly prised delicacy where he comes from, and that there were no cons-indications for Human,” Rose confessed with a somewhat guilty look.
“But you didn’t? Not even tasted?” he asked.
"No, whatever Jack says, I didn’t find them appealing.”
“I think that we’re bound to have some fun,” the Doctor said cracking a smile from ear to ear.
“It can’t be serious?” Rose asked a bit worried.
“Oh, no, just a minor, but rather surprising, allergic reaction.” the Doctor replied playfully, plunging back into his own book.
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All night, Jack had twisted and turned in his bed like a mad man, then totally exhausted had managed to fall asleep.
He awoke damped with sweat certain to have caught a raging fever. However the itching had subsided. He got up to take a shower before calling the Doctor. If he was getting something, it would be better not to risk passing it onto Rose.
He went blindly toward the bathroom, the Tardis only gradually lighting the room in order to protect his feverish tired eyes. But as he arrived before the large mirror, Jack eyes opened wide at the large, stunned, ash-blue Yeti looking back at him.
He was just a huge ball of blue hair!
“Doooc!” he called mentally, hoping that the Tardis would pass on the Time Lord.
The Doctor arrived flanked by Rose, to find Jack wearing only his fur and a sheepish look.
“Oh!” Rose exclaimed, her eyes widening in amazement. Rose was now getting used of seeing Jack naked on any occasion, but frankly, the blue hair was quite impressive.
“Nice fur! It would make a nice coat,” the Doctor said with a grin.
"What is it? What’s happening to me?”
“That would be an allergic reaction to surviva’s seeds, I’d say,” the Doctor replied.
“What’s that? Never heard of it,” Jack said.
He was magnificently covered with a beautiful fleece that would have made a silver fox jealous. The hair was shorter on his face and the lower abdomen. It was reduced to soft velvet on the most intimate part of his anatomy. It was of a very nice blue that matched his eyes.
“There must have been surviva’s seeds in the caduc cakes you hate Yesterday,” the Doctor explained.
"And since when there is such seeds in caduc cakes?” Jack asked.
"The question should rather be; when did the Catranecques stop putting surviva’s seeds in caduc cakes?” the Doctor replied mockingly.
They had made a stop on Catranis long before humans began to frequent this space area. During the 37th century, with the arrival of these new settlers, the Catranecques had changed their recipe to be able to sell their fantastic pastries to all these new customers and not only to those heading for the snowy colony of Fortanogue.
Obviously, by Jack’s time the side effects of the original recipe had been long forgotten.
“Greed is bad for your health,” the Doctor concluded.
“You should listen sometimes,” Rose added reproachfully.
However, Rose was very well aware that the Doctor had taken care of warning her, but without giving her any explanations, and had said nothing to Jack, who was bound to be tempted and had no reason to be wary of a pastry that reminded him of childhood.
The Captain wasn’t blinded enough by the Doctor not to realise it too. He decided to take revenge in his own way; walking around naked in the ship all day, claiming it was too hot.
“You could shave.” Rose proposed.
“It would grow more thickly,” the Doctor warned them. “Removing the hair would be more efficient,” he added with a sadistic smile.
“No way! Anyway, I'm just fine,” Jack replied. This was beginning to turn to his advantage. Rose seemed to find his new fur irresistible and never missed an opportunity to put her hands on it. This, of course, prodigiously annoyed the Doctor.
“He’s not going to stay like this, right?” she asked.
“It's only a matter of a few days,” the Doctor replied.
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When the Doctor went back from the bridge he was somewhat surprised by the low temperature in the library.
“Jack, I know you're always too hot, but Rose is going to catch a cold,” he said to Jack who was lying face down on the sofa and, as usual, immersed in a book.
“Don’t worry Doc,” Rose replied from where she was lying comfortably trapped between Jack and the back of the sofa. “He’s so very warm and soft,” she added with a mischievous grin.
Jack was almost covering her and was of course completely naked under that fur.
“Well, I think I should have an antidote somewhere,” the Doctor said, turning on his heel towards the lab.
“I think you were right,” Rose said instinctively scratching Jack’s nape.
"Yep, obviously. Time Lord or not, he is still a man. I told you he was jealous,” Jack replied, rubbing deliciously against her.
“Stop it,” she said, pushing him off the sofa and onto the floor. He took her down with him and they rolled together on the carpet.
“Are you sure you don’t want a cuddling with your favourite teddy bear while there’s still time?” Jack asked lasciviously.
“You never stop!” she replied giggling.
“You can talk,” he replied.
When the doctor returned, the temperature had returned to normal, but his two companions had vanished. Nothing was ever going to stop those two, he told himself.
When he asked the Tardis, she told him that Jack had caught a flea and Rose was giving him a hand finding it. Of course! If even his ship got involved and turned her back on him, he was lost. This wasn’t fair.
End!