Hello readers! Another 10/Rose story. Hope you enjoy it! Please review so I know what you think. By the way I don't own Doctor Who but wish I did! This is an ongoing story, it won't be too long hopefully.

"Ermm Doctor" Rose said in a very sweet and innocent way as she looked down at the Doctor who was muddled in a monstrosity of wires. God the things he does when boredom kicks in she thought to herself.

With ruffled up hair, glasses resting on the edge of his nose and a sonic screwdriver hanging out of his mouth he looked up at her dazed and confused before replying in a muffled tone with:

"Rose, what have you done? You've gone all sheepish again. I swear to god if you've broken that toilet seat again I will scream, I've already fallen down the loo once today and to be honest, I don't fancy the experience again."

Rose then said "Look I've apologised for that haven't I? And no I haven't broken the toilet seat; in fact I haven't done anything... It's more what I want to do than anything."

"Oh god, okay what is it?" He asked in a worried tone

Rose took a deep breath before saying "Well... I was kinda wondering ermm, if it would be possible to you know..."

He interrupted by saying "Spit it out Rose, I haven't got all day!"

"Could I decorate my room in the TARDIS?" She said in an anxious yet chirpy tone.

The Doctor scratched his head before saying: "Let me think about that... Absolutely not."

"Aww but why?" Rose said, pleading with him.

"Ermm because we have a facility named the TARDIS to do that for you... I am not wasting time getting pots of paint and painting your walls, it's far too domestic and besides it stinks." The Doctor replied in a forceful yet soft tone of voice.

"But Doctor! Come on, you've seen my room and you yourself know it could do with some sprucing up... I mean who the hell decorates their room with the colours dark green and mahogany brown? It looks like a garden shed in there." Rose said, still pleading with him.

"Well it's going to continue to look like a garden shed so stop annoying me about it. If you're not happy with the room then you know where the door is! It's my TARDIS therefore my rules, now if you don't mind I've got some very important wiring to do!" The Doctor shouted in an irate tone.

"Ooh sorry I asked, didn't realise the garden shed look meant so much to you! You just continue with your poxy wiring, don't mind me!" Rose shouted back at him before storming off back down the corridor and into her room. She knew that she would eventually win this argument; she had the Doctor wrapped around her little finger.

30 minutes later

The Doctor had begun to feel a tad guilty; he knew he had been mean to her and over what... Nothing! She only wanted to decorate her room, what harm could it do after all? He decided to get up and walk along to her room. Once he'd arrived there he knocked and said:

"It's me"

"What is it really? I thought it was Robert Pattinson coming to sweep me off my feet!" She shouted back, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Who the hell is Robert doo-dah? Anyway can I come in? I would like to do a little bit of negotiating regarding your offer."

Rose unlocked the door and let him in. He walked to the bottom of the bed and sat next to her.

"Okayyy! So what's this negotiating? And by the way Robert Pattinson is like the fittest person on the planet; please tell me you've heard of Twilight!" She said.

The Doctor laughed before saying "Well I wouldn't say the fittest and yes I've heard of Twilight, I'm not that ancient you know... well I am but I still keep up to date with things. Ahh yes the negotiating! I agree to letting you decorate your room on the condition that you buy me some more bananas, teabags and marmalade. What do you say?"

"Welllllll – I'd say that's pretty fair, just as long as you don't start getting fruity with the bananas, sometimes I wish the pair of you would just get a room!" She replied back.

"Are you trying to say I'm a fruit perv?" The Doctor asked concerned.

"No! But the love and affection you show bananas is quite frankly bananas." Rose said.

The Doctor laughed and then held his hand out to Rose. She shook his hand. The deal was on.

One hour later

"So I was thinking pink and blue, what do ya think Doctor?" Rose said excitedly.

"Great, just great" The Doctor replied back with the most unenthusiastic voice known to man.

"Well you could show a bit more enthusiasm Doctor!" she said before plonking down on the sofa next to him.

"I would if I was interested; I'm not bothered what you paint it, just as long as you're happy. You could paint it with dog dump if it made you happy!" The Doctor replied back.

In a disgusted tone of voice Rose said: "Ewww no! It would stink! Anyway I know this great place where we could get the paint. You know my mum's mate Bev; well her new boyfriend has a painting and decorating shop. It would be great, I'd get to see mum as well!"

"Oh kill me now" The Doctor murmured under his breath, still loud enough for Rose to hear.

"Oi!" she said punching his arm "That is my mother you're talking about."

The Doctor held his arm protectively before saying: "Yes I know that, hence why I said it!"

"You're one cheeky get you are!" Rose shouted back at him.

"Well I try my best" he said, with a cheeky grin on his face.

Rose just smiled before saying "So you'll take me to mum's then?"

The Doctor sighed then said "I suppose so... but I swear to god if she slaps me again or makes another sausage casserole I may do something I regret!"

"Yayy thank you! I knew you'd let me in the end" she squealed whilst giving him a big hug.

"I'm getting softer with age" he murmured into her hair.

"Well I'm loving it... Anyway best be getting off to bed, early start tomorrow, Night night!" she said before walking off into the distance.

"Goodnight Carol Smiley!" He called to her.

He sat there laughing to himself. He was worried about the next day, cybermen and daleks seemed more appealing than the infamous Jackie Tyler slap. He began to dwell on the day ahead but then thought; if it makes Rose happy, then it makes me happy too.

TBC