New fanfic, YAY! :D (English isn't my first language, so sorry for the bad grammar :c )

They had had a fight. A very pointless one now that she thought about it, but it had been big enough to make her cry and lock herself in her room.
All had begun with them coming back from another alien planet after having another alien adventure.

Rose had returned from the kitchen with drinks for the two of them. They were chatting and drinking their tea in the console room when Rose, by accident, dropped her cup on the console causing a little flame that started burning part of the main controls.

The Doctor immediately began trying to extinguish the fire but when she tried to offer her help the only thing that he answered was:

"I don't need the help of a stupid and useless ape" and with that, she had turned him to her and slapped him with all the strength that she could gather, to then, turn around and head, with tears in her eyes, to her room.

She was wearing a very uncomfortable blue dress and black high-heels that were even more uncomfortable, so she opened her closet and started digging in her clothes to find something soft and comfy that she could wear so she could relax.

"Hmm, where are my flip-flops? I know that I put them somewhere over here, but here's only my pair of trainers and my other pair of high-heels." After another five minutes of searching Rose found a soft pink kind-of box.

"What's this?" She said taking the box from the closet and putting it into her bed. The words "DO NOT OPEN!" were written on the top of the box.

She opened the box and memories flood her like water. Inside the pinkish box was a photo album, a pair of Pointe shoes and a purple leotard.

Rose grabbed the album and saw the pictures that were inside; all pictures of a younger her, feeling free and complete in the stage. She was pretty good at ballet when she was younger; she had won many competitions wearing those shoes and that leotard. The ballet was a way to express her emotions so she was always passionate in her performances.

Rose closed the album with a soft smile and took her Pointe shoes out of the box. She was unsure about doing what was on her head, but a little supportive 'hum' came from the ceiling of her room, "Well, the TARDIS agrees, so… why not?"

With a gentle kick, she took off her right heel, followed by her left. She had stockings on, so she proceeded to put on her ballet shoes when she remembered something.
She was still wearing her uncomfortable dress.

"Dammit" She said to herself.

She needed a leotard and the one that was on the box was very, very small so, if she wanted to dance again, she knew the place that she needed to go; The wardrobe.

The only problem with that thought was that the wardrobe was crossing the hall, and crossing the hall meant crossing the console room, and crossing the console room meant running into a certain Time Lord.

A very angry one by the way.

"Well… this isn't going to be easy." Rose Tyler thought as she left her room.

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