Originally Written with zotlot at 2am while high on chocolate and sugar. The idea was good but my writing sucks, never mind! I doubt this will be update that often since I'm normally bsy with other fic's but reviews are still appreciated. I own nothing.
"Your going to love Woodstock!" The Doctor shouted over The Who, which was playing noisily via the TARDIS speakers, while hitting random buttons on the TARDIS console with a, oversized mallet. Rose laughed. Finally, a proper vacation: no running for their lives, no one attempting to take over the world and nothing attempting to kill them; not that she didn't enjoy those things, it was just it was nice to have a day off every now and again. The TARDIS shuttered and came to a halt with and powerful jolt. "Here we are!" Rose jumped up in excitement and raced to the door, Opened it and took a step outside…
"DOCTOOOOOR!" The Doctor, worried, ran towards the door as fast as he could, before busting into laughter at the sight of fallen companion.
"ITS NOT FUNNY!" Rose said standing up in the middle of a thick, yellow, swamp which smelled suspiciously like fruit. She attempted to wipe the gloop away from her eyes, only succeeding in smearing it even more around her face, "STOP LAUGHING!"
"S..S…Sorry, But I like banana's…" The Doctor said glancing at his companion's murderous expression before bursting into yet another fit of uncontrollable laughter. Rose glared at him even harder, "Okay…okay…" he said offering her a hand up and attempting to calm down.
"Where the hell are we?"
The doctor bent down and dipped a finger in the yellow goop and licked it off, "Hmmm, well judging by the Banana Swamp you've just become acquainted with I'd say…Villengard, home of the banana groves, 52nd Century. Which reminds me we had better stock up on bananas while were here, you never know if we might end up at a fancy dinner party…" He trailed off as he caught Rose's expression, "I'm sorry…?"
"Let's go,"
"But Rose..."
"We are going to Woodstock, Not on a hunt for a good source of potassium"
"It's not my fault we just happened to land right next to a swamp (even if it was my fault there's a swamp here in the first place)….If you would have listened to be before, about waiting until I checked for any possible threats then you wouldn't be in this mess. Plus what if I run into any Pre-Revolutionary French Nobles and we don't have any banana's to make a banana daiquiri, what then?"
Rose didn't bother with reply, instead she stalked past, back into the TARDIS, and off to find a nice hot shower, giving her a chance to plot her revenge…