A/N: this is my first ever Doctor Who story, as i am a rather recent Whovian, and this is really just a preview of the story.

reviews are much appreciated, as i don't know if i should actually continue this story, or if it's a piece of crap... so yah. reviews would be lovely.

kthanks.

Exploring the TARDIS

The TARDIS was whirling around the vortex as usual, nothing strange about that. Something was wrong however; it was quiet. Normally, the Doctor could be heard rambling on about this subject or that, or tinkering with the innards of his beloved time machine. Rose, for her part, frequently would hum or sing in the shower, and gossip to keep herself company in the kitchen the Doctor rarely entered. Today, however, the low hum of activity that usually made the TARDIS feel like home was absent. It had gotten eerie to the point that Rose -who was staring at the ceiling of the control room and listening the empty roar of silence- had had enough.

"Doctor!" Rose hadn't seen him in over two hours, and the lack of action from the Time Lord was making her suspicious. She knew her shout would carry to his alien ears, or the TARDIS would bring the message to him.

After two full minutes and no response, Rose groaned and pushed herself up off the captain's chair she had been lounging on. This was getting ridiculous, she thought, tired of being alone and ignored. Rose set off with purposeful strides down one of the various hallways. As she opened her mouth the scream for him again (a motion highly reminiscent of Jackie) she noticed a plain door she had never seen before, and an idea came to her. She smiled, as she thought of a way to keep her boredom at bay. She had been traveling with the Doctor for over two years, and somehow had never bothered to look around at any of the treasures the TARDIS might be hiding. With the doctor otherwise occupied and strangely unresponsive, Rose decided now was a good a time as any to explore all that the machine had in its depths.

Rose let out an excited giggle and started off down the first hallway she came to that seemed unfamiliar. As she ran down the corridor and tried all the doors, a sudden thought occurred to her. Was anything in the TARDIS off limits to her? What if the Doctor went looking for her and found her wandering? What if he got mad? After a moment, she shook those thoughts off and merely laughed. The Doctor would never do anything to her, she had him under her thumb. With this cheerful thought, she paused in front of a large door that was painted a deep brown color. She saw wisps of smoke drifting from underneath the door, and eagerly tried the handle. Luckily, it was unlocked and she stepped in, only to jump back in shock as a thick cloud of scent wafted over her. She was stunned. As a girl, she and Jackie loved to visit chocolate shops while around town, but none of them ever smelled anything like this. She breathed in deeply, reveling in the delicious odor of cocoa, cinnamon, vanilla, and something familiar that she could not identify. Rose gained more confidence, and stepped lightly though the chocolate scent, and into the space beyond. As her eyes adjusted to the new darkness, she found herself in a tunnel that seemed to go on forever: only the faintest red glimmer shone in the distance. Rose took one last glance back into the hallway, then ran as fast as she could through the tunnel. As she came out the other side, she was out of breath but exhilarated. Putting her hands on her knees, Rose paused for a moment, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. What was this place?