Rose walked into the nursery with an accomplished smile on her face and a paint can and brush in each hand.
She looked over at the tall man with marvelous hair and wearing old jeans with a t-shirt, The Meta Doctor. Not exactly the man she once knew, but better because he was her and she was his. The ring on her finger and the baby growing inside her proved that fact.
"I got the paint you wanted Doctor." She said happily.
"Ah thank you Rose!" He said, walking up to give her a quick peck on the cheek.
He took the cans and brushes from her hands and looked at her and scolded her a bit,
"You aren't to be carrying heavy things Rose I don't want you straining yourself."
"Oh I'll be fine quit your worrying," She kissed him gently
"Now lets get painting." She said eagerly.
The Doctor bent down and opened a paint can then looked up at Rose.
"What's this?" He said
"Well paint obviously."
"It's blue!" He said with his voice getting higher at the end as it always does when he a bit agitated.
"Well you said blue!"
"I said not blue!" He shot back.
"Well what're we gonna do 'bout all this paint then?"
"I dunno." He dipped his finger into the paint and smiled mischievously at Rose.
"Don't even think about it Doctor."
He put the palm of his hand into the paint and lifted it then stood up straight, letting the paint drip onto the drop cloth. He walked towards Rose slowly with his hand up.
"If you even get close-" Rose was cut off as she yelped and narrowly dodged his lunge at her, The Doctors hand pressed against the wall leaving a nice light blue hand print. He stood and looked at the paint on the wall, not noticing Rose had walked behind him to the paint cans, and inspected it.
"You know Rose-" his words were cut off by Rose pouring some paint onto his head and laughing manically as she bolted out of the room leaving him standing there in shock with paint dripping off his head.
"I was gonna say blue was fine!" He yelled out after her.