AN:

Hiya! I loved writing this team TARDIS (especially Thasmin :) ), so I figured why not write a longer fic. This is supposed to become about 3 chapters.
1st one being this, story setting-ish, second one the adventure, third one the fluff. Might edit that while working on that though.
Thasmin scenes weaved throughout :)

"Can we please sit down and eat something now, Doc?" Graham asked, sitting down on the steps after a full day of running around saving civilisations.

"Okay. How about fish and chips on the British starship in the 25th century? Or Chinese food on the Chinese Wall in the 6th century?" The Doctor suggested

"Or, we could just make fried egg sandwiches in the TARDIS?" Yaz said, smiling kindly to the Doctor.

"Oh yeah, still have a craving for those!" The Doctor replied.

"Let's go then!" Yaz said, and she grabbed The Doctor's hand and walked towards the hallway, that could lead them to anywhere in the TARDIS. Graham and Ryan followed behind.

When arriving in the kitchen, Yasmin set out to find the eggs. In the process she had to let go of The Doctor's hand. Only then did she realise what she had done, which made her blush. The Doctor then looked at her, and they both smiled nervously, before turning away to find the items they needed. The Doctor quickly found the butter and the bread, and it didn't take too long for Yaz to find the eggs. The pan was put on the stove by Ryan. Graham decided he should just sit down and rest. The Doctor put the butter in the pan, letting Yaz put in the eggs, while she got out the spatula. By then, Ryan had stepped back and sat down too, because he felt like he was only standing in the way. From where he now stood, The Doctor and Yasmin seemed to be doing some kind of dance, moving from one side to the other, both busy doing whatever needed doing. Frying eggs, buttering bread, running back and forth to the fridge when needing another ingredient, and so on. When they finally finished, they both stood proudly with two plates each in their hands. Finally they could sit down for their meal.

During the meal, something made a buzzing sound in The Doctor's pocket.

"What was that sound?" Ryan asked.

"I don't know." The Doctor replied, rummaging in her pocket. She fished out her psychic paper. "A message! Oh, now I'm excited. What do you think it might be?"

Yaz smiled and leaned towards closer to The Doctor so she could read along.

The Doctor opened it very quickly, quite curious about the content. She read it aloud:

You are all invited to the wedding of

Amathea Aora

Klai Kallinei

Location: Atoihe, the best wedding venue in the western Taiol nebula

"Who are they then?" Yasmin asked her.

"Don't have a clue. Want to take a look?" The Doctor replied.

"It doesn't even mention a time?" Ryan said.

"It doesn't have to. These senders assumed the recipient would be able to detect it themselves." The Doctor said, quickly scanning the paper with her sonic. "27th century. The party is from 2 pm. On the 5th of January 2688, to be precise." The Doctor said proudly.

"So we're going to go to some strangers' wedding then? How do we know it's not some futuristic version of spam-mail?" Graham asked.

"And anyone who can send a message to this psychic paper is interesting enough that we should definitely go check them out. And next to that, I don't see why not? I mean we got an invitation right? "

"Is there a dress code?" Yasmin asked.

"It doesn't say on the paper… We could just go like this?"

"No, Doctor, not to the best wedding venue in the area." Yasmin said, laughing. "What's the average dress code in that time and place?"

"Dunno. I'll look through the TARDIS database." The Doctor replied, already getting up.

"Hey, finish your sandwich first Doc! You need your energy." Graham said. The Doctor scoffed, but sat down again and wolfed down her sandwich. Then she decided she'd better wait till the rest was finished too.

After what felt like forever to The Doctor (it was only about 10 minutes), everyone was finished, so they got up and went to the main-console room.

The Doctor sprinted to the typewriter, and quickly typed in all the info. The screens showed a beautiful dress and suit. The dress had multiple colours, layers and all kinds of reflecting, diamond-like-jewels. The suit had the same colours and jewels, but looked a bit more similar too what the humans were used like seeing.

"Woah those look fancy." Yasmin said.

"Yeah!" Ryan added.

"Are we going in something like that then? I don't know if I like the colours." Graham said.

"The colours are just an example, Graham. There's a whole range to choose from. Come on, now I know what we're looking for, I think know where to find it." The Doctor said.

Again unconsciously, The Doctor grabbed Yaz's hand, and ran off towards the hallway again. She went so fast Yasmin almost tripped. The Doctor lead the three others down the hall, to the right twice, and then once to the left. Halfway through the girls lost Graham and Ryan, because Graham was getting way too tired of all the running.

"We're here!" The Doctor said enthusiastically, as she opened the door. Yaz couldn't believe her eyes. Behind the door, were platforms full of clothes as far as they eye could see. They were all connected by stairs and drawbridges. It looked a bit like the TARDIS had mixed up a climbing park with a big clothing store.

"27th century clothes are this way!" The Doctor said, leading Yasmin on.

"Shouldn't we wait for Ryan and Graham?" Yasmin asked.

"Nah, they'll find it. I'll ask the TARDIS to put up signs." The Doctor said smiling proudly. Yaz shook her head smiling, and followed.

They ran over three drawbridges and down two flights of stairs, then over another drawbridge. When they arrived, Yasmin had to stand still for a moment to take it all in. All the dresses were on the one side of the platform, the suits on the other, and they'd all been colour sorted. There were ones in all colours of the rainbow, and in all colour combinations that looked acceptable.

"Woah" was the only thing Yasmin could think to say.

"It's cool innit?" The Doctor remarked.

"Definitely cool." Yasmin replied.

Yasmin kept looking around, still in awe of the whole clothing 'room'. When she looked back at the Doctor, she noticed her friend was frowning.

"Doctor? What is it?" she asked.

"What?" The Doctor said, as if waking from a slumber.

"You were frowning?"

"Frowning? Oh. I was just wondering. I haven't worn a dress in a while, so I don't know whether I should wear a dress or a suit?"

"Both would look beautiful." Yasmin said, blushing after she realised she'd said that aloud.

"Thanks Yaz!" The Doctor said happily. "But I think I'll go for a dress. I've been wanting to wear a dress for ages. Never seemed to appropriate, but now!"

"That sounds like a good plan."

"Yeah! Now the question of colour…" The Doctor sunk back into thought. Yaz walked to the dress-section, and looked through a few racks.

"What about a combination between light and dark blue?" she suggested.

"Like my coat?"

Yasmin nodded, and handed the Doctor a dress that matched exactly that description. It was dark blue, with light blue elements, like nebula's in the dress. It was fairly short at the front, but became longer the farther back it got.

"I love it! Ohh, wait!" The Doctor said, suddenly spurring with even more energy. She ran towards the side of this level, and rummaged through a small chest. All the stuff she threw out made a chaos on the ground around her. After a minute, she looked up from the chaos, and held up two rainbow coloured scarfs proudly.

"Would this fit with it?" she asked Yasmin, holding them up.

"Yeah, that could definitely work!" Yasmin said. "Do you want to try that on then?"

"Shouldn't we choose something for you first?"

"Yeah. I don't think I can choose though!"

"How about you take a dark blue with purple one? And take one of the scarfs? We'd have matching outfits that way!" The Doctor said with excitement.

"I'll try that." Yasmin said, rummaging through the rack. "Found it!"

"There's changing rooms to the side there," The Doctor said, already walking towards them. "I might need help with the zipper though. I don't think they found out a way to do that yourself right?" she added.

"Nope, not that I'm aware of." Yaz said, as she stepped into one of the changing room and closed the curtain.

It didn't take long for Yasmin to get into her dress. She even, by her own surprise, got the zipper herself. She added the scarf and looked into the mirror. It fit perfectly and looked amazing on her. The Doctor had really picked it out well. She hoped the Doctor would like it.

When she stepped out of the changing room again, The Doctor was still inside, so she took a look around the platform they were on. From where she was standing, she could look to all sides, and see more platforms stretching on for what looked like miles. Each platform seemed to have a specific type of clothing hanging there, which made the whole thing look extremely colourful. Yasmin tried looking for Ryan and Graham, but couldn't find them. After a while she noticed The Doctor was taking a little too long, so she walked back to the changing rooms, and knocked on The Doctor's door.

"You okay in there?"

"This dress doesn't like me," was the reply she got. "Wait, could you come in and help me?"

Yasmin laughed and stepped in. She noticed her heartbeat rising fast. The Doctor was standing with all of the dress draped around her head, moving her arms around a little to wildly, trying to find the sleeves. Next to that, she was only wearing underwear, which made Yasmin feel both kind of nervous and a feeling close to happy? This confused her a bit, but she ignored all her random feelings, and walked towards the Doctor.

"I'm usually quite good at finding the way back when I'm lost, but this dress has me puzzled." The Time Lady said.

Yasmin giggled. Looking at the mess The Doctor had made of the dress, she noticed what the problem was. "It's inside out!" She said laughing.

"It is? That would explain a lot!"

"Here, let me help you get it off first." Yasmin said, even though she had a hard time keeping her head from thinking about the fact that The Doctor was going to be standing there in only underwear. Apparently this had made her pauze for a bit too long, so the Doctor asked:

"Are you okay? You look like you just got made to stone by Medusa?" She asked, and mumbled, more to herself, "Though Medusa was fake so I don't know what got to you then."

"Sorry, my head's being all weird… Okay, here goes, arms up." Yasmin said, quickly composing herself.

After the dress had slipped over the Timelady's head, Yasmin tried to focus solely on untangling the dress and flipping it back to the right side. This didn't work out well, as the first thing The Doctor did when she could see again, was look at Yasmin.

"Woah! You look beautiful in that dress, Yaz!"

Now she had to look up. The comment she'd just made, had made her blush a bright red. And, her friend (or should we say crush) looked even better like this than she had imagined. She muttered a flustered thanks, and focused back on untangling the dress. Her mind was going in all kinds of directions, but she knew she couldn't afford to do anything with those thoughts. So she whispered a short "Shut up." to herself, and lifted the dress to The Doctor's head. The fact that they had to stand very close for this, did not help at all. Luckily, The Doctor was quick to find the sleeves this time, and within seconds she was wearing the dress. She looked stunning in the dress. It was also the perfect size, and the colours fitted The Doctor really well. Again, the only thing Yasmin could say was "Woah".

"Does it look good? I'd say it looks all right?" The Doctor said smiling.

"It looks perfect." Yaz said, more softly than intended.

"Thanks for helping me pick it out!" The Doctor said, hugging Yasmin.

They stood there hugging for a while, neither of them really wanting to let go. They only parted when they heard Ryan's voice in the background.

"Hello? Yasmin, Doctor?"

"I think we'd better go now, don't you think?" Yasmin asked.

The Doctor nodded, and walked out of the changing room.

"Hi Ryan! We just finished finding our dresses! What do you think?" The Doctor said happily, as she did a small pirouet.

"Looking good, looking good." Ryan said, nodding to both The Doctor and Yasmin.

"The suits are behind you," Yaz said, walking towards them. "Though you could go in a dress if you wanted to?" she suggest with a smile.

"Don't think I will, if you don't mind." Graham replied.

"Same here." Ryan said.

All of a sudden, The Doctor jumped up, and excitedly started speaking:

"Yaz, can I please try something on your hair? I just remembered there's this thing I learnt on the planet Capillum some time ago, where you could make something that looked like a flower crown, out of hair! Only a few people there knew how to do it, and I was lucky enough to be in the cell next to one of them in prison for almost a year. It was awesome!"

"Wait you were in prison?" Yaz said in disbelief.

"The government didn't like my 'no guns' idea. Few governments seem to… But can I try that? Your hair is the perfect length."

"Sure, just don't pull out all my hair." Yasmin said, with a smile.

"Whilst you girls do that, Ryan and I will go look for fitting suits then." Graham said.

"Right you are! See you back in the console room then?" The Doctor asked.

"Yeah." Ryan replied, and walked off.

The Doctor and Yasmin started back towards the console room, subconsciously grabbing hold of the other's hands. Half way through, Yasmin stood still in the middle of one bridges, and looked around.

"How big is this place?" she asked.

"Honestly, I don't have a clue." The Doctor said truthfully. "But big enough that it'd be the best and worst place to play hide and seek, ever." She giggled.

Yaz laughed and shook her head. Feeling a sudden urge to be physically closer to The Doctor. She didn't dare act upon it, though.

All of a sudden she felt a small tug at her arm.

"Come on then! If I don't start on your hair soon I'm going to have to rush it." The Doctor said impatiently, almost pouting. Yaz rolled her eyes but started walking, The Doctor gradually making it into a jog.

"You really like running, don't you?" Yaz asked.

"Yup!"

They ran all the way to the TARDIS' console room. There the Doctor somehow produced a chair, and found some brushes, combs and other hair products in a seemingly secret console drawer. Yasmin looked at it, again impressed by what this lady and her box could do.

Yasmin removed the pins from the buns in her hair, and let all her hair fall loosely over her shoulders. Then she sat down in the chair The Doctor had put down for her, curiously awaiting what she would do.

"You're hair is amazing Yaz!" The Doctor said. "It's so long and soft, and it looks beautiful!"

Yasmin almost thought she could hear heart-eyes, but didn't dare hope that was the case. Whatever the reason was, The Doctor had just said that, and it did make her blush.

The Doctor walked around her a few times, her head in thought, thinking about how she was going to do it. Then she picked up a brush, and carefully started brushing Yasmin's hair. Every once and awhile her fingers touched Yaz's neck, and Yaz couldn't help but noticing how soft her hands were. Again, she softly told herself to shut up.

"Why'd you keep whispering to someone to shut up? Am I too loud?" The Doctor asked, picking up a small strand of hair at the front of Yasmin's hair.

Yasmin mentally slapped herself for being loud enough that The Doctor could hear her. She decided to just tell her (at least a part of) the truth: "No, just my brain being annoying."

"Your brain does that too?" The Doctor asked, picking up another few strands of hair. "I thought I was the only one who did that!"

"Same here." Yaz laughed, silently wishing it were the same kind of thoughts annoying The Doctor.

They sat there in silence for a while, The Doctor concentrated on the hair in front of her, Yasmin focussed mostly on how to keep the speed of her heartbeat as normal and low as possible, so The Doctor wouldn't notice it was trying to beat so fast. The Doctor was the one to break the silence.

"Yaz?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Could you stick with me during this wedding? My knowledge of social etiquettes seem to have been mostly deleted during this regeneration, I'll need someone by my side to keep me from being too weird."

"And you want me to help you with that?" Yasmin asked her softly.

"If you'd be okay with that?"

"Yes of course!"

"Thanks, Yaz!" The Doctor said. "Also, I think I'm almost done. Only a little bit to go!"

"That's quick! I wonder what it looks like."

"No peeking just yet, that would spoil the surprise!"

The Doctor quickly finished up, put a small elastic band around it, jumped in front of Yasmin. "It worked out quite well, I'd say!" The Doctor said, holding out an arm for Yasmin.

Yasmin slipped her arm through The Doctor's, and was lead to a big mirror at the side of the console room. When she saw what The Doctor had done, she couldn't believe her eyes. The Doctor had used most of the strands of hair around the top of her head to make a flower crown. Somehow she'd gotten hair into flower shapes! The rest of her hair hung lose, making the whole hair-creation look complete. It was beautiful.

"Doctor, this is amazing!" Yasmin said. She bent closer towards the mirror to study it, and carefully touched one of the flowers. "Wow!"

The Doctor blushed and smiled at her. "I can teach you sometime if you want to? Honestly most credit goes to you for having awesome hair."

"Thanks Doctor! And I'd love to learn that! Probably way too difficult for me though."

"Nothing's too difficult for Yasmin Khan!" The Doctor said with a grin.

Yasmin decided to give her brain (part of) what it wanted for once, and almost jumped against The Doctor to give her a hug. This startled The Doctor, causing her to fall. Luckily, Yasmin had really quick instincts, so she managed to catch her before she hit the floor.

"Oh my gosh, Doctor are you okay?"

"Yeah I think so, thanks to you."

Again, Yasmin couldn't help but noticing how beautiful the woman in front of her was. Her hair falling slightly downwards, and dress hugging all of her curves beautifully, Yasmin couldn't help but think what it would be like to kiss her. She quickly banished that thought from her head. She could think about that some time when she was alone. For now, they had a wedding to go to.