Another one!
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, I've said it before, and I'll always say it, sadly.
The Doctor frowned as he shifted in his seat uncomfortably.
"Doctor, are you okay?" Rose asked, frowning.
"Yeah, I'm just-" He lurched forward in his seat and gasped. Rose rushed to his side.
"Doctor," She repeated, concerned.
"I've been poisoned!" He exclaimed. Rose took the shaking glass out of his hand and set it on the table.
"There must be something we can do!"
"It's cyanide, sparkling cyanide!" Agatha whispered, looking at the glass of champagne that Rose had just set on the table. The Doctor stumbled to his feet and dashed into the kitchen, Agatha and Rose hot on his heels.
"Ginger beer, I need Ginger beer!" He shouted. The kitchen staff just frowned at him confusedly. Eventually he found a bottle on one of the shelves on the far wall of the kitchen. He downed it all, spilling a lot on his suit and even dousing his head and hair in it.
"Doctor, there's no cure! It's fatal!" Agatha cried. The Doctor spat out a mouthful of ginger beer so that he could talk.
"Not for me, I can stimulate the inhibited enzymes into reversal. Protein! I need protein!" He yelled.
Rose and Agatha immediately began rifling through cupboards. Suddenly Rose waved a glass jar of something before rushing towards the Doctor.
"Walnuts," She told him.
He immediately opened it, swallowing as many as he could and chewing furiously. He began shaking his hand back and forth, as Agatha and Rose tried to guess what he was saying.
"I can't understand – how many words?" She asked. He held up one finger.
"Err… shake, milk shake! Shake…salt! Is it salt?" He nodded quickly and Agatha and Rose were off searching again. Rose rushed back with a paper bag in her hands.
"What's that?" The Doctor stammered.
"Salt,"
"Too salty," Rose tutted,
"Oh it's too salty." She went back to looking until Agatha practically threw another jar into the Doctor's grasp. He hummed his appreciation and knocked the contents back.
"What's that?" Rose asked.
"Anchovies," Agatha replied. They both turned to watch the Doctor again, as he stretched out his hands and splayed them repeatedly.
"A song, is it a song Doctor?" Rose asked. She and Agatha threw out random song titles.
"No, no! It's a shock! I need a shock!" He said between gasps. Rose exhaled deeply.
"You need a shock." She stepped forward and gripped his shoulders. "Get ready for the shock of your life." She lifted her hands to his cheeks and pulled his lips to hers. It was like nothing she'd ever imagined. Underneath the taste of anchovies, she could still taste him. His arms slid to her waist but he pulled away a few seconds later, and dust particles flew from his mouth.
"Well, that was…" Rose trailed off uselessly.
"We should go and find who poisoned the Doctor." Agatha suggested. Rose swallowed, tearing her eyes away from the Doctor's and looking at her.
"Definitely," The Doctor remarked, running a hand through his hair.