Rose was in the TARDIS kitchen. It was the Doctor's birthday tomorrow and she wanted to bake him a cake. So, here she was covered in flour with a lump of chocolate cake mix on the end of her wooden spoon.
"I give up" she sighed.
She turned round as she heard The Doctor enter the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" he asked, trying not to laugh at her.
"Well... since it's your birthday tomorrow, I thought i'd bake a cake for you." Rose said, turning round so she could start tidying up.
"Aww, you didn't have to do that" The Doctor said, as he came over to her and hugged her from behind.
Rose leaned back against his chest. "Yes I did 'cause you deserve it." She turned round in his arms.
"Thanks, but with you're version of a cake, I wouldn't want any" he said playfully.
"Oi!" Rose exclaimed, grabbing a handful of flour and dumping it on his head.
"Why you little minx" he growled. He grabbed a handful of cakemix and smeared it on her face.
Rose just licked it off. "Mmm" she said.
"Let me taste" he said.
The Doctor grabbed her and kissed her.
After a while they pulled back breathless.
"You're right, it is good." he said with a grin.
Rose smiled back, "Well... i'm going for a shower... you coming?" she asked.
The Doctor gave her a grin "Of course!" he said.
"I'll race you!" he shouted, already halfway down the corridor.
Rose rolled her eyes and began to follow him.
That cake never did get made.
The End!
