Summer Holidays
Chapter One: Spain
Here it finally is, the long-awaited (well, a couple of weeks) sequel! I've been taking a break from writing to listen to my mp3 player and do homework, but I'll be back on form soon ... if the ache in my arm from a booster jab isn't too bad ...
Dedicated to Scout Girl. Hope you feel better soon!
Disclaimer: Never have owned Doctor Who, never will.
Rose sprinkled fish food into Doctor and Rose's tank. They swam eagerly to the surface to gobble down the flakes.
Doctor was first up there. He swallowed flakes like his life depended on it - Rose could almost see his scaly little stomach swelling. It was already quite big enough for a small fish.
"Doctor?" Rose called through the TARDIS, talking to the Time Lord, "Come here!"
He hurried in, a slightly concerned look all over his pale face. His hair was tousled and he was wearing a dressing gown and what looked suspiciously like Howard's pyjamas.
"What's the matter?" he asked quickly.
"Nothing's the matter," Rose almost forgot what she was going to say as what the Doctor was wearing registered, "You've been asleep? You don't sleep!"
"Well, I was tired. I decided to try it again. Can't say I enjoyed it, I had these weird moving pictures in my head that weren't real and they frightened me ..."
Rose, giggling, knelt in front of the fish tank again.
"By the way, has Doctor always been that fat?"
The real Doctor knelt beside her. He pulled his glasses from his pocket and looked closely at his orange namesake.
"I think so. He's a little porker, isn't he? Mind you, if this is anything to go by ..."
Rose had finished feasting and was floating around at the bottom, sucking on gravel, while the Doctor continued to eat.
"Yeah, he's just a pig. Unless ... unless he's pregnant, I suppose."
"He?"
"Well - she. Same difference." The Doctor got up and took off his glasses, "But that's not really likely, fair fish put on weight fast." He put his hands on his completely flat stomach, "Ooh, better start doing more sit-ups!"
"Shut up, you!" Rose laughed, "Where are we, anyway?"
"Good question. Nowhere, really. Why? Where d'you want to go?"
Rose looked at the fish. She remembered the day they'd been won - at the fair with the Doctor. It had been so much fun. With a smile, she remembered the horrible catapult ride the Doctor had insisted on coming on with her - and the shocking news she'd received afterwards.
Shocking. But good. Great. Excellent - the best news ever.
"The fish'll be fine, even if they are pregnant at all, won't they? They won't need special care?"
"No, I'll be all right having a baby right here, right now if I want. The TARDIS can help if I do." The Doctor pulled his dressing gown around him tighter, "Why?"
"Why? Because remember the fair?"
"I still feel sick from that catapult thing, let alone remember it!"
"Well - why don't we do it again? Have a day off?" Rose grinned as an idea struck her, "Or seven? In Spain! At a five star hotel beside a golden beach with gorgeous warm sea ..."
"Rose!" the Doctor interrupted, "Are you suggesting we go on holiday?"
"Couldn't hurt, could it?"
"But - isn't it fun, getting into trouble all the time?" The Doctor looked a little hurt, "Or is it me? Am I getting boring?" He gave Rose a gorgeous, sad-but-smiling-slightly look that could have melted her, "Don't you love me any more?"
"Of course I do!" Rose assured him, "It's just I love you when we're having holidays, too!"
The Doctor looked into Rose's big, pleading eyes.
"Mine are bigger," he said.
"What?"
"Oh - doesn't matter," the Doctor sighed, "Just - look, if it makes you happy, I'll take you to Spain. Then I'll get dressed."
"Wow! Really?" Oh, Doctor -" Rose threw her arms around him, "Thank you so much, I'll pay for everything, I promise ..."
"You'd better, you know I don't have any money."
"I know -" Rose stood on tiptoe, kissed the Doctor on the cheek - then the other - and then the lips, because she couldn't resist, "Come on, then!"
The Doctor grinned and started pushing buttons and things on the TARDIS control panel. He as good as attacked a switch or two, then turned to get dressed, leaving Rose alone.
She walked around pointlessly for a few moments, smiling at the Doctor. He wasn't there, but she could still see his fluffed-up hair in her mind. She really wanted to flick it - it was so cute.
A sudden jerk made her fall over backwards. She screamed in shock, trying to get up, but the TARDIS was shaking so badly it was impossible.
The Doctor reappeared.
"We're here!" he said brightly, adjusting his tie and pressing a couple more buttons, "Shall we go and see how warm it is out there, then?"
"If it is warm, you'll boil in that coat!"
"If it is warm, I'll take it off. Is that all right?"
"Suit yourself."
Rose hurried to to the fish tank to say goodbye to Doctor and Rose.
"See you in a week!" she squealed, unable to conatin her excitement. She dashed back to the Doctor, pleased to see he hadn't yet brushed his hair. She fluffed it up happily.
"Ready then?" he asked her, a bit scared, but happy all the same.
"Yeah," Rose smiled. She took his hand as he opened the TARDIS door.
And they stepped out ...
Into the pouring rain.
After Rose had overcome the shock of water running down the back of her neck, she turned to the Doctor. She wanted to be angry with him, but she couldn't bring herself to yell at that face.
To some extent, however, she had to over the rain.
"This isn't Spain!"
"I know!"
"Where is it, then?"
"I'm not sure - I think it's a seaside town in England somewhere, though ..."
"So - " Rose shook water out of her hair, "What're we going to do?"
More soon, it seemed like a good place to end. Please R&R!