No Such Thing as Paradise
They've just escaped the evil clutches of a bunch of satanic flying monkeys on the planet Exosaliyniathan who would have liked nothing better than Time Lord soup with just a dash of Rose.
Rose sits in a chair in the console room fiddling with her hair and occasionally lending a hand to the Doctor who is trying to fix one of the many odd bits of the Tardis. She watches him and mindlessly twirls a strand of hair around her finger, remembering the monkeys' leader, Jaspar. He had been especially fond of her hair and nearly detached her head from her shoulders as they were "hopping" for their lives. She'd stuck her tongue out at him when one of the many giant dinosaurs had grabbed him, but he only grinned evilly at her and swallowed the fistful of hair he'd managed to yank out of her head. She shudders a little, remembering how the dinosaur had crunched on his bones.
"What's wrong?" the Doctor asks, plopping down beside her. She smiles a little and reaches toward the side of his nose which has been smudged with oil of some sort. His big, chocolate eyes smile at her. "Go on; tell us what's bothering you. If someone's mistreated you…" He mock growls. She laughs.
"Well, there is one thing," Rose says after a pause.
"What?" he prompts, giving her his full attention.
"I know you don't believe in it, but," she pauses. She truly has been pondering the answer to this question.
He raises his eyebrows a little, his expressive eyes going a little buggy, urging her to continue.
"Well, say there is a heaven or eternal paradise or whatever," she says and she can tell he's amused. "What'll you do?"
He looks surprised. "Enjoy myself of course! Live in banana land! I told you bananas are good. If I didn't bring that banana, those monkeys would have pounced on that yellow head of yours the moment they saw us! And you–"
"No, Doctor," she cuts in, rolling her eyes. "That's not what I meant."
"Then what'd you mean?" he asks with a cute little frown.
Such a geeky puppy. She fights back a grin. "Well, you're nine hundred years old, right?"
"More or less, yes I am. Why? I thought we'd gotten past the age gap? Or is there an age limit to get in to this paradise?" he muses.
"Yes, anyway," she forges on, ignoring his prattling. "How many companions have you had?"
He freezes and looks stricken as he realizes what she's getting at. She almost laughs at the look on his face. Finally, silence. Ah, no more of these ridiculous little satanic planets for us.
The Doctor's eye twitches a little and he makes a weird choking noise. Rose grins and pats him gently on the shoulder. That'll teach him. Telling them my hair's made of bananas and tropical fruit to save his own… banana. She mentally pats herself on the back and prances out of the room toward the kitchen to make some banana pudding, leaving a dumbstruck Doctor in her wake.
Romana! He thinks frantically and promptly falls off the chair.
D4L3K: Been having some trouble with "Finding Forever". Writer's block and all that. Grr. Shall have something wonderful though, when I do get it. :D