For weeks they plotted. Brown against blond, intelligence against well … wit.
Rose bounced in the console room, finding him underneath a great. Standing triumphantly, she called for him.
"What did you break now?"
"Wanna hear something dirty?" she smiled.
"Sure."
"I jumped in a mud puddle."
Quick as a flash he replied, slightly smugly. "Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Rose."
"Rose who?"
A look of mock fear came to his face. "You married me?"
Rose yelled in frustration, turned around and stormed out, cursing. The Doctor smiled and went back to fiddling, adding the score mentality.
Doctor: 453
Rose: 25
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