ohh, people are going to hate me for this.
Plot: The Doctor and Rose are spending the night together. and Rose gets the wrong impression
Ahh this was the life. Rose snuggled up to the Doctor. The tensions had been broken; their urges totally satisfied, well not totally. She lay there for hours, just listening to the beat of his hearts.
"Ouch!"
She got a cramp in her leg. So typical. She eased herself out of the Doctors bed and walked around the room. She'd never been in here before. Several walls were devoted to pictures, several of them hers.
'Must have been his other companions.' she thought.
She walked around more and noticed that there were more pictures of a girl than anyone else. She even had a shelf for herself.
'She's pretty. He must have liked her best.'
Rose stormed over to the bed and kicked the Doctor.
"Who's this!" she demanded, flourishing the photo frame, "is this always what you do? Seduce any woman who comes on board and then sleep with her?" the Doctor made no reply but instead rubbed his eyes, "I suppose you liked this one best."
"What? No! Oh, that's just my Granddaughter Susan."
Rose was stunned, "Granddaughter?"
"Yes. Now go to sleep."
'Eww. What kind of sicko sleeps with his granddaughter?"
looks around nerviously i could have done that better i know but it's 3 in the morning. i'm sorry. please leave your thoughts of discust in the review section.