Author Note: Thought this up while watching Casanova. But Casanova doesn't actually appear in it…or he might. I don't know. We'll have to wait and see. (Gosh that's bad. The author doesn't even know who's going to appear!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Rose Tyler (if I did she would have stayed). But Mr. Beeb, watch out. I'm coming for the Doctor. This means I don't own them…yet.
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Rose and The Doctor ran into the Tardis. The Doctor quickly ran to the controls, set in the coordinates, then collapsed on the cold floor by Rose.
"Weeeellllll. That was fun! Eh?" He asked, nudging her with his elbow.
Rose sighed deeply. "You know, we need a break. We need to go somewhere without aliens. Without monsters. Without….trouble. I want to go somewhere where we don't have to run for our lives every two minutes. It gets tiring after awhile."
"So…you want to go to a calm place. A place where we can just…breath?"
"Exactly. You MUST know a place like that. It would surprise me if you've been traveling through time and space for over 900 years, and there isn't a place, besides the vortex I mean, that you can go to relax. A place that aliens don't go. It would surprise me more if YOU didn't know of this kind of place. Please tell me you do know a place like that."
"Of course I do! Let's see…." His eyes suddenly brightened. He jumped to his feet. "Rose Tyler," he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet "I know a place you'll love!" he spun her around, and then ran to the controls. He quickly put in the coordinates, then went back to Rose and spun her around again.
"This place I will love would be?" she said, laughing as he spun her again and again.
"Venice, Italy!" he said, still spinning her again, and again…..and again.
"VENICE! VENICE, ITALY?! Alright, stop spinning me now…." She said
"Yes Venice. Venice in the year 1719. And, a formal ball in Venice, Italy in the year 1719! Which is even lovelier!" He said, as he stopped spinning her. She put her hands on his shoulders so she didn't collapse from all the spinning. "Venice should be fine….hopefully"
"Hopefully? So there is still a chance we'll have to run for our lives?" Rose asked
"Well, I can't be positive! I'm 99 percent sure that we'll be fine. But I don't want to say I'm positive because if I did, and we DID end up running for our lives, when we get back to the Tardis I would get the 'You said we'd be fine. You said no running' thing. I see that you DEFINATLY got the yelling thing from your mother. Man that woman can yell. And slap. Oh, that slap hurt. I swear my cheek hurt for a week. And you wonder why I don't like going back to see your mother!"
"She slaps all the guys I bring home. Just take it as a….welcoming present! A bad one, but that's not the point I'm making right now. Even Mickey got slapped when I first introduced him to her. She's just telling you that if you hurt me that you're gonna have to face her. And I happened to like the slap she gave you. Your face…man I wish I had a camera then. Your face was priceless!!"
"Well it hurt! Just because she does it to everyone, doesn't mean it doesn't hurt! And since she slaps everyone, it means she had more experience than when she slapped the last guy! That's exactly what it means! And right now I feel bad for Mickey! He's probably stuck with her right now. She's why I don't do mothers! If she was here, every single thing I do would get me a slap. I'D HAVE TO START WALKING AROUND WEARING A HOCKEY MASK!!!!"
"You. Are. So. Gay!" she said, poking his chest with every word.
"I am not. I bet your mother makes the toughest of men run away, praying to live. Well, off to the wardrobe. Can't go to 18th century Italy dressed like this!" he said, waving his hand in her direction, then in his.
They went off to the wardrobe, first left, second right, third on the left, straight ahead, under the stairs, back under the stairs, stood there for awhile trying to figure out if that was the right way, back under the stairs again after they realized that was right, then through the fifth door on the left. They were greeted by the spiral staircase, and the many, many, many outfits. Rose, with the same happy smile she always got when walking into the wardrobe, laughed and ran off to find the perfect dress. The Doctor rolled his eyes at her excitement, and calmly walked, with his hands in his pockets, to find what to wear.
Awhile later they decided what to wear. Rose was wearing an extravagant floor length gown, with a yellow skirt with a purple embroidered chain at the bottom, with an embroidered bodice with many colors, mainly purple, and elbow length sleeves that had lace at the end.
The Doctor was wearing a red colored knee length over coat, over a gold vest, which was over a simple blue long sleeve shirt that could be seen slightly at the neck and at the sleeves, with black pants, and knee-height black boots. He also had a black scarf tied around his neck.
"How do I look?" Rose asked, spinning around twice.
"You look…beautiful." He said. "No 'considering' this time. Beautiful period!"
Rose blushed slightly "Well you don't look so bad, yourself. But, I need you to lace the back of my dress, I can't do it myself."
She walked over to him, and turned around, so her back was to him. He started to lace it up, his hands trembling slightly. "So, on a scale from one to ten, how hard to do you think it would be for me to run in this dress, if we do end up running for our lives?"
"I'd say….9. But I don't have experience running in dresses."
"900 years in time travel, and you've never had to run in a dress? I find that hard to believe. And it really doesn't need to be that tight." Rose said, her hand flying to her chest, as she gasped for breath.
"Right, sorry." He said, as he loosened it slightly. "Much better" Rose whispered, lowering her hand back to at her side.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand….done." he said. Rose stepped away from him, and turned around once more. "Ready, Dame Rose?"
"Yes, Sir Doctor. You?"
"Yes I am." he said, putting his elbow out. Rose put hers in the crook of his, and they walked out of the wardrobe, going through the complicated maze of corridors, doors, and stairs, back into the control room, and out of the Tardis, into Venice, Italy in the year 1719.
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Note: Man, those outfits were fun to pick out, but HARD to describe. So I had to try my best to describe them. Rose's I got from a website, and The Doctor's is an outfit Giacamo (aka, the lovely David Tennant!) wears in Casanova.
To see Rose's, go here: www (dot) rossetti (dot) vispa (dot) com/c18-3 (dot) html
To see The Doctor's, go here: hclairezone (dot) tripod (dot) com/david/c143 (dot) jpg
Here: hclairezone (dot) tripod (dot) com/david/c130 (dot) jpg
I've pretty much been writing the chapter non stop, so it'll be up in a few days, or until I get some reviews. So if you want the next chapter, reeeeeeevvvvvvviiiiiieeeewwwww!
