Title: When December Blights Thy Brow
Author: Anactoria
Rating: PG
Characters: Donna, Ten
Disclaimer: Unfair as it may be, I don't own either of these wonderful characters.
Warnings: Overly pretentious title (From "Love and Friendship" by Emily Bronte, if you're interested), SPOILERS for "Journey's End".
His first thought – after Ouch – is that that was a pretty powerful right hook.
His second thought is that there are plenty of people on Earth who might think he deserves a smack in the mouth, but only one he can imagine having the gumption to give it. And she's… well, she's certainly not meant to be here. Not meant to be standing in front of him, hands on hips, trying to look stern but grinning too much to really manage it and saying, "My brain, I decide what gets done to it. Got that, Spaceman?"
"But what – how did you – ?"
He's flabbergasted. But then her eyes twinkle, and the cold universe suddenly gets that little bit brighter.
"Never mind that, you owe me a lift to Feldspoon. I'll tell you on the way."