Ides of March [Donna/Rose]

[The Doctor]

How long had Donna been gone? The Doctor tapped his foot hungrily waiting for his chips wrapped in newspaper with malt vinegar and banana milkshake to show up with Rose Tyler who was supposed to bring a yellow pickup truck by to work her magic with the TARDIS. He was too lazy to cook up something himself and more than ever he craved for chips. That was the only good thing about being stranded in time and space. The chips. His mouth watered at the thought. Hot warm chips melting in his mouth with the kick of malt vinegar tickling his tongue. It didn't help sustain his hunger at all. He kicked the console and sat back down in his captain's chair-- which resembled more of a antique car seat.

"Hmmmm I guess this leaves reading time for me."

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Pulling out his Dodo feathered bookmark from a science fiction novel he began to read. Joy reading rather than waiting seemed like a plausible option to waiting and doing nothing which was maddening the Doctor. He wasn't his real self anymore. It didn't feel right but it was from the side effects of being caged up and not being able to roam the cosmos where and when he pleased. He read a chapter or two before dozing off.

Waking up with a startle he jumped from his chair. Looking around he blinked and smiled, "Well its about time that you came back!"[/color] [/blockquote]

[donnanoble]

"Honestly mum, you can't let him wander off! Whatever. Jus- What? Right, okay. I don't have time right now. 'Cause i'm not in London, you dunce...Talk to ya later..." She ended the conversation on her mobile, just as she stormed into the TARDIS. Her arms were half-full of the chips which was not slowly cooling as she was talking to her mum. It took her nearly twenty minutes to get into her thick skull that Wilf was doing his weekly bus trips with his old folks. But apparenty, her mother said that they got stranded somewhere. She wasn't in London, for christ sake! She couldn't go fetch him.

She walked in, thinking she may have forgotten something, and so fumbled with the chips in her hand. She noticed the Doctor reading some novel, so she held the bag of chips with malt vinegar to waft under his nose. She hoped that was good enough for him, because clearly, she wasn't in a fine and dandy mood. After getting off the phone with Rose, she knew the young blonde would get here soon. It took her a while to chase down the number after forgetting to get it off her back in the bar.

"Blimey, mum's gone mental...Here's ya chips with malt vinegar - " She put the bag of chips on his lap, "I talked with Rose; she should be here soon. She is such as darling, she is. She just giggled when I told her about the truck."

[Rose Tyler]

Rose couldn't believe she was doing this. In the drivers cab of a massive yellow truck, she had to shake her head. She understood the Doctor was at his wits end, but really. A truck? Just because it had worked for her did not mean it was going to work this time. The Tardis hadn't been broken then - she'd just not known how to work it. And although she'd gotten herself back into Satellite Five, and the future to boot, the consequences hadn't exactly been minor. Taking the energy or whatever of the time vortex back from her head had forced him into a regeneration.

She couldn't remeber exactly what had happened while she was all bad wolf, but she remembers those terifiying moments in the tardis afterward with perfect clarity, and there was no way she was letting him do that again any time soon. She dreaded the thought of having to discover a new man all over again. And what if it was worse than that? What if he had to regenerate before he got the machine working again? Would he die?

No, there was no point with this kind of thinking, she told herself as she parked the truck on the curb. Granted, it might not be the best parking, but she figured people weren't going to question such a monster as much as they would other vehicles. She trotted off across the pavement, towards the leering water tower, under which the tardis was parked on the perception filter, hidden from anyone who didn't know where to look.

"Hope you've not eaten all the chips" she said as she let herself into the machine, shutting the door against the chill off the bay. " And I want to reliterate that I think you're bloody mad to be trying to pull this thing open with a truck again."

[The Doctor]

He looked up. There she was the drama queen of ginger hair. Once she was the ginger goddess but the Doctor promised Donna he wouldn't talk about it. So he didn't, he let the topic slide right under the pile of other things that danced around his nine hundred and six year old head. "Donna, I don't get along with my companion's mothers. Its a simple fact of nature. If you want to go visit her in Chadwick, do so without me. Its not like I can go anywhere anyways."

[/color] The Doctor smiled as Donna mentioned his order of chips and malt vinegar. Now there was heaven if the console had one. "Donna, you are a star."[/color]

And with that he took the chips and began munching contently on them. The mix of saltiness and tartness filled his mouth. He chewed and swallowed the chips and before long the bag was completely empty. As Rose waltzed in he looked guilty as she spoke of the chips. The Doctor meekly nodded and offered her the empty bag if she was keen on eating the crumbs. "I'm sure she would have."[/color]

He looked at Rose for a minute before he replied, "What? I did everything, I tried everything. I think she hates me. She likes you, she always liked you... so I'm going to difficult measures for a difficult TARDIS.Tell me you have the truck ready."[/color] [/blockquote]