A/N: Another random drabble.
It was Christmas Eve, and the Doctor and Rose decided to do their Christmas shopping. They wandered the streets hand in hand, enjoying the street side entertainment, and market stalls.
"This is nice," Rose sighed.
"Sure is," the Doctor sighed back. It was a nice change from the screaming and running they'd been attracting lately.
The spruiker, who happened to be advertising everyone's movements rather than the stalls, noticed the Doctor and Rose and their rather interesting predicament.
"Hey, pinstripe and friend! You know where you're standing?"
The Doctor and Rose looked around at the man, wondering what on earth he was rambling on about.
"The archway you're standing in, you're underneath some mistletoe, and we all know what that means!"
The spruiker now had the attention of the whole crowd, and they oohed, like a class of primary school kids.
They started chanting then," Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss…"
They shrugged at each other, and kissed. It was passionate and longing. Both meaning it, and wishing that they had some privacy. The crowd seemed to sense this and stopped chanting, going back to their shopping. The Doctor and Rose were oblivious however, and even the spruiker had lost interest. When they broke apart breathless, they realised, that they'd found their Christmas presents after all.
"Merry Christmas Rose."
"Merry Christmas Doctor, and lets take the mistletoe with us, you never know when it might come in handy."
There, a random thing I thought of. Hope you liked it.