Hey guys! This is my first Doctor Who fic, please be honest about everything, especially OOC-ness. This is gonna be another series of one-shots. I got the idea from a few others I've read where my reviewers give me words to use to center the chapter around. So leave a word for me in your review! Sorry about the long note.

Kick

Rose Tyler held on to the gravitational polarity device for her life. Her knuckles went white as she turned around to look at the Doctor.

"Now would be a great time to bring the TARDIS!" she yelled. His face contorted into an expression of frustration, as the TARDIS appeared beside him. He attempted to open the doors to find that they wouldn't budge.

"I'm trying! She's being stubborn!" he yelled back, stroking the side and murmuring sweet nothings. A pang of jealousy shot through her limbs; or was that the pulsing electricity?

"Come on you bloody blue box!" Rose screeched. The Doctor rushed forward, sonic screwdriver in hand, and jammed it into the pole's power line. The pulse disappeared, voiding the room from the purple light.

"I'm going to kick that thing so hard," Rose grumbled, arms crossed. The Doctor gasped and stopped in his tracks. He was pointing at her when Rose turned around.

"Don't you dare."

"Watch me!" Rose argued, turning back again to stalk back to the TARDIS. The Doctor scrambled to keep up.

"Rose Tyler! Don't you kick my TARDIS!" he yelled. This has been their worst fight yet, and over the TARDIS? Now Rose was really upset.

"Do not test me, Doctor," Rose snarled. "'She' is pissing me off, 'she' gets kicked!" Rose jabbed his chest with every word. And turning again, Rose walked off.

"Rose Tyler! If you touch my TARDIS, I'll-I'll take you home!" the Doctor laughed. Rose turned to face him yet again.

"You can't do that!" she screamed. The Doctor just crossed his arms and smirked.

"Sure I can. So don't kick my TARDIS," he smiled. Rose rolled her eyes.

"Fine," she grumbled.

"Thank you," he smiled again, each smile getting wider and wider. The two headed back to their ship, trying to decide on the next destination. The Doctor began whispering and stroking the TARDIS again, making Rose feel sick to her stomach.

"Do I need to leave you two alone?" Rose interrupted sarcastically. The Doctor turned around and glared at her. Rose used the only defense she knew: she stuck his tongue out at him. He beckoned for her to approach him, and she did so carefully. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his sonic screwdriver. Rose cocked an eyebrow. He reached out and jabbed her side with it.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" Rose let loose a blood curdling screech. The Doctor covered his ears and responded.

"For sticking your tongue out and threatening to kick my TARDIS!"

"Sorry," she mumbled. He smiled and promised her that it didn't matter. They were on their way to Barcelona.