Little bit of Holiday spirit!

[pi_sparrow]

theCome kiss me under the mistletoememe

Sally stands awkwardly in the corner of the room, near the doorway, unaware that she's dangerously close to the mistletoe hanging from the doorframe....

Comments

[rude_not_ginger]

The Doctor dashes in and, without warning, scoops Sally into his arms!

"Look out!"

[pi_sparrow]

She should have suspected something like this would happen. She couldn't even go to a bloody Christmas party without her new life, her other life, interfering. Not....that she particularly minded. Parties only reminded how much she didn't like crowds, couldn't dance, and didn't many more social skills than she'd had in school.

So, the point was, she shouldn't have been surprised, shouldn't, but still was. Sally let out an indignant squeak as the ever familiar figure dashed in and swept her up effortlessly.

Which is not to say that she didn't recover quickly, shock turning to mild irritation as she gave the Doctor an often seen deadpan, "Please tell me this doesn't have anything to do with those robot Santas you were going on about earlier."