Captain Jack and the Dishes
Captain Jack Harkness was in the kitchen of the TARDIS. He stood at the sink, elbow deep in soapy water. Washing the dishes wasn't one of his favorite chores, but at least the radio of the TARDIS made the work go by faster. Though it did cause him to resist a habit of his that was very non-captain-like. Singing was a hard habit for him to break. He loved music. almost as much as...Well, no.
Not as much as that.
He was scrubbing a particularly stubborn spot on a plate when the song came on. His foot started tapping, his head bobbing to the beat. He hummed along to the verse as the song built into the chorus. He snapped, grabbing a soapy spoon and spinning around.
"It's raining men!
Hallelujah!
It's raining men!"
He sang at the top of his lungs, using the spoon as i microphone. He danced around the kitchen, twirling and dipping and head banging.
"Oh yeah! It's raining men!
Hallelujah!
It's raining men!"
He suddenly froze, his eyes making contact with another set. He stood there, silent, as the song played on. He was staring at Rose Tyler, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at Jack as if he had a second head.
"I...um...just wanted my coffee." she said, pointing to the coffee maker.
It took Jack a moment to register his voice. "Right..." he said, straightening from his half-crouched, bent over, mid-dance state. He silently poured Rose a cup and handed it to her.
"Thank you." she said.
The two stood in another awkward moment for a long wile before Rose scurried off and Jack went back to the sink.
The two agreed to never, ever, EVER speak of the whole, rather humiliating situation again...
Just a random little drabble. But I HAD to write it because I just LOVE Jack. Not as much as the Doctor though. ;)