Rose stuck her tongue out through her teeth, smiling, "You're such an idiot!"
"Me?!" The Doctor feigned being hurt.
He grinned as he swaggered over to the TARDIS control panel where Rose was standing. Leaning against the control he exclaimed, "I can't believe you would think such a thing!"
"Every time you try and get to 1862 you end up in 1720! You never were very good at this time travel were you?" Rose couldn't help but tease him.
The Doctor stood up quickly. "Are you saying I'm a terrible Time Lord?" This time the Doctor was really hurt. He took being a Time Lord quite seriously.
Rose reached out for the Doctor's arm. "Oh come one. I was only joking!" Rose bit her lip, hoping he was only being annoying and childish.
"Yeah, well…you ought to make less rude and hurtful jokes then!" The Doctor took his arm back and stormed out of the control room. He wanted Rose to know how much her words stung him.
Back in the control room Rose sat down on the couch. She put her chin in her hand and pouted. Why did the Doctor always have to be such a child? He couldn't take a joke. And Rose loved to joke around with him. But she really did feel bad. She never meant to hurt him. In fact, hurting him was the most painful thing she had ever experienced. Walking to find the Doctor, Rose felt she wouldn't be allowed to travel with him anymore.
The Doctor lay on his bed pouting. He was never very good at holding grudges and soon his thoughts started to wander. The Doctor was never one for holding grudges. Lying in bed he let his thoughts wash over him. Eventually his thoughts landed on Rose again. Forgetting the argument he pondered if he should finally let Rose know how he truly felt. But of course he couldn't do that. Time Lords weren't made to be with humans. Ever since he had met Rose at Henrik'she couldn't imagine life without her. He couldn't remember the last time he felt this happy since the Time War.
Rose knocked on the Doctor's bedroom door, shuffling from toe to toe. Inside, the Doctor opened his eyes, remembering he was supposed to be mad at Rose. He walked to the door and opened it a crack. Rose almost laughed out loud at seeing his one puppy-dog eye peeking out through the door but she managed to hold her tongue. And that's exactly what the Doctor saw; Rose standing there with her tongue standing outside his door with her tongue between her teeth. Damn this woman, how was he supposed to stay mad when she looked like this!
"Can I help you?" the Doctor inquired.
"Oh, yeah I'm only wondering if you've got any crisps in here. None left in the kitchen." Rose rolled her eyes at the ground at how juvenile the Doctor was.
"No, sorry," the Doctor started to close the door.
"Oh my gosh!" Rose stuck her foot in the door to keep it open. "You are so dense!"
"Well it's a good thing I don't have crisps because you certainly wouldn't be getting any now!" The Doctor closed the door but stayed standing next to it.
Rose stared at the door with her mouth gaping before speaking again.
"Doctor, I'm here to apologise!"
"Grand job you're doing of that!" Too late, the Doctor realised that that was probably a bit too harsh.
"Fine! I'm leaving then!" Rose walked back down the hallways towards her own room.
Bloody fucking hell! The Doctor couldn't keep his mouth shut for one minute and now Rose would probably want to leave! He slid down the door onto the floor and put his head in his hands.