A/N Not too great at Martha's character, as not too many episodes of Martha have been shown yet. So don't blame me there. I own absolutely nothing.

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I spent the Night with Shakespeare…

The Doctor grinned lightly as he handed over a package to Martha. She frowned wondering what the Doctor was going to give her this time. "Open it Martha, open it open it." He said pushing her all the way. She sighed and tore open the wrapping to find a pair of socks with green moons, red stars, and the comedy and tragedy masks on them. In blue lettering it stated on the socks, "I spent the night with Shakespeare and all I got were these socks."

Martha sighed. The Doctor had a weird sense of humor. "I saw them and I just had to have them. So I got you and myself a pair. Besides, not every human can actually say that and say it's true. Besides they're so nice and warm. Try them on. They're great."

Martha debated about it, "I don't know…" There was something really silly and pointless about this whole affair. Then again she had only been with the Doctor for a short time, and he seemed really silly and really rather daft. She wasn't about to let herself get silly as well.

The Doctor looked slightly pouty, "But Rose would have…."

Martha sighed exasperatedly, "Fine…." She was getting tired of hearing the Doctor talk about this old friend, who seemed to be more than a friend.

She took off her shoes and then her socks and put on the Shakespeare socks. "There happy…"

The Doctor grinned, "Yes, now I can officially state that you're my new companion…."

Martha grumbled, "Thanks I think…."

"Yep, let's just call this the initiation process…"

"Initiation process?"

"Oh yea. Now for the next step…."

"Are you making this up?"

"Nope. Let me see…." The Doctor ran his fingers through his hair bringing a full set of cowlicks up in the process.

"You are too making this up…"

"Hmmm….maybe running past a bunch of Sycorax…"

"Doctor…."

"Yea, running past a bunch of Sycorax….naked," The Doctor said with a big smirk on his face.

"DOCTOR!!"

"Hey it's just a thought….I know Rose would have done it."

"Don't push it. I said I never would take her place, so don't even start."

The Doctor grinned, "Good, I was just checking to be sure. You pass."

"I pass what?" Martha was confused. Somehow, she felt as though she had been tricked in some way, she didn't know though.

"Your initiation."

"What? So I didn't have to put on those socks."

"Nope."

Martha grumbled, and gave the Doctor a good slug in the arm, "Ow…what was that for?"

"For emotionally blackmailing me that's what." She stormed off down the halls of the TARDIS. She didn't know if she'd ever get use to this strange scrawny little man called the Doctor. Perhaps she never would.

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A/N: Just to let you know, I actually have a pair of these socks. I spent the Night with Shakespeare and all I got were these socks LOL I was putting them on this morning and I thought this would make a perfect story, as socks like those would be so 10th Doctor. Long story about how I got my pair. I really didn't want them but I went to a Shakespearean festival and they were selling stuff. I had no socks on my feet at the time and I was wearing flip-flops and it had been raining. My feet were freezing cold and so I was stuck buying a really cheesy pair of socks with that saying on it. All for the sake of my cold feet. So anyway, that's how I got stuck with my pair of my cheesy Shakespeare socks. hehe.