HAPPY TENTH BIRTHDAY TO DOCTOR WHO! YOU'VE MADE MY LIFE WORTH LIVING AND ONE DAY I WISH I CAN BE A PART OF YOU AS MUCH AS PETER CAPALDI IS RIGHT NOW!
Fantastic!
"Rose."
Rose blinked, rubbing at her bleary eyes a few times. "Doctor, is that you?" She slurred, her voice still clogged up from sleep.
"We have things to do!" The Doctor insisted, pulling on his leather jacket. "Don't just… Sleep there! We have places to go! People to visit! Things to… Things to thing!"
"Great," Rose rolled her eyes. "Where are we off to now then?"
"The thrill is in the chase." The Doctor's dark eyes twinkled, as he pressed a few buttons and pulled a few levers. "And never in the capture."
Rose's brow furrowed as she sat upright. "You didn't seriously just quote Sherlock bloody Holmes at me?"
"Yes I did, Rose." The Doctor smirked, hitting the bell with his hammer. He waited until his companion was upright, before he grabbed the final lever, the one that would send them spiralling away. He shot her a winning smile. "Ready?"
Despite her sleep-fogged state, Rose smiled back. "I'll always be ready." She answered.
"Fantastic!' The Doctor grinned, pulling the lever.
