Fic: Kalendae. (2/4, Doctor/Rose, AU, PG)

[orange_crushed]

Kalendae. Doctor/Rose, Susan, TARDIS, Sarah Jane, everyone, PG-ish, AU.

"You could ask her again," says Rose. She is sitting across from him in a chair, with her feet on the coffee table. It doesn't matter, it's not as if she's ever tracked dirt in. It's impossible. He wonders, though, how she manages not to slide directly through the chair,

Comments

[stars_inthe_sky]

What a cool idea, and well-executed!

[orange_crushed]

Thanks so much! I hope you'll keep reading. :)

[rosa_acicularis]

Um. So. This is the very best thing I've seen in pretty much forever. Which isn't that surprising because, you know, you're you, but still. REALLY REALLY AMAZING. I HAVE CRAZY EYES RIGHT NOW, MAN. THIS IS CRAZY-EYES AMAZING.

[orange_crushed]

❤❤❤!!!

If there is a higher compliment than crazy-eyes amazing, I don't know what it is. Thank you, thank you!

[orange_crushed]

*waves at you*

:)

[kudzita]

This is the best. The. Best. I don't think I'd even realized how much I missed Rose fic that went into classic canon until I read this. Major kudos for a super-awesome concept and a super-awesome story!

[devohoneybee]

beautiful and hypnotic and i absolutely love what is and isn't *explained* -- perfect Doctor Who mix of the rational and the mysterious.

and oh, Doctor, oh ROSE.