And one time his companions witnessed him wetting himself. Each scene will be separated by a chapter!
The Doctor would sometimes forget that humans needed to do...things...more often than Time Lords might. Such as use the bathroom. Eat. Sleep. Anything. The TARDIS, being the good girl she was would end up telling him off because of it, yet he never seems to remember. In his Tenth incarnation, he seemed to forget even more often. As the Doctor pulled on levers, and pushed buttons, Rose was holding onto the TARDIS' railing for dear life. The TARDIS be swaying less, but it didn't seem so to Rose. Not for her particular predicament. She was fidgeting. She was the least fidgetedest person that the Doctor knew. But she was fidgeting anyway. "You alright, Rose?" Her head snapped up to look at him, and she simply nodded. Her gaze wandered back to the floor. He pushed on. "Are you sure?"
"M'fine, Doctor...Just a bit uncomfortable."
"Is there anything I can do to-"
"We should see where we landed." the Doctor, having been so caught up with making sure his dear Rose was alright, hadn't noticed they'd landed. She continued to fidget-which did not go unnoticed by the Doctor-as he attempted to open the TARDIS' doors. She didn't budge.
Have I forgotten something? he asked her, mentally.
Perhaps the needs of Rose. Do you not see the poor thing? She's fidgeting!
She said she was alright!
Do you really believe that? He stole another glance at Rose, who seemed to be fidgeting more, and was sitting down in the chair by the console. She kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, not to mention her hands shaking as if restraining themselves from doing something.
Not really.
What do you do then, Doctor?
Keep asking?
Bingo. He got up and walked over to her. "Rose..." he said softly. She looked at him, and smiled. A forced smile, he could tell. "You're not okay."
"I'm fine, rea-"
"Nope, don't play games with me. What's wrong." he said, more of a statement than a question."
"I have to use the loo." she murmured, almost inaudibly. The Doctor had never really experienced such a strong need (mostly because he goes when he has the slightest need to, and that's once every few weeks), and it never has the chance to grow. "We need to try to get you there...can you stand up?" she attempted to get up, then shook her head as the pain in her bladder began to grow. "I'm gonna lose it..." she squeaked, then the Doctor patted her on the back affectionately. "No, you're not. We can get through this." She attempted to get up again and succeeded, but when she did, her hands had to do extra work to keep from moving them to the place she wanted-no, needed- to hold, to keep herself from peeing all over the TARDIS' floor. Her face began to turn a light shade of pink when she felt a spurt come out, and ended up squeezing her thighs together. The Doctor noticed this, and stood behind her, holding onto her arms comfortingly as her began to slowly move forward. She moved with him, using tiny steps. "Do you think you could speed up?" he said, not unkindly.
"M-maybe." she whimpered, and sped up a bit, trying not to lose her concentration. They made it into one of the TARDIS hallways. He began to lead her down the hallway that lead to the bathroom, but Rose froze halfway there. "I don't think I can make it..." she spoke softly, her hand now holding her crotch as her face remained that shade of pink, though now more intense. There was a dark blue patch on her jeans, and the Doctor tried not to notice, but failed. "Yes you can-" he said, but was cut off by Rose blushing even harder, and noticed the small patch on her jeans was growing larger. Without a word, they both hurried as fast as Rose could go in her current state to the bathroom door, but it was jammed. He yanked on the handle, but it didn't move. A dark stream of liquid began running down Rose's leg as she looked desperately at the Doctor. He pulled out his sonic and sonicked the handle, then threw the door open. She couldn't move...The stream began picking up pace, leaving a puddle beneath her. The Doctor was standing next to her, comforting her, and whispering things like "it's alright." Eventually the stream slowed down, and the two were staring at each other. By this time, the Doctor was lightly blushing himself, along with a red-faced Rose. How am I gonna sort this one out with the TARDIS and Rose? was his last thought before Rose ran off to her room to presumably take a shower. He was left standing there, when a door appeared next to him. He opened it out of curiosity, and inside he found cleaning supplies.
You'd better get started now.
Sorry if it's short. I need reassurance that this is good before I continue.
