She thought she was in for a lecture for sure, the day she spilled coffee on the TARDIS console. She was just leaning over to see what he was working on when a brief moment of turbulence shook the cup in her hand and plop! Hot liquid splashed right over the side in a huge glurp, right smack onto the controls. Rose instinctively held her breath, waiting for the repercussions.
The Doctor, however, ignored her completely and listened closely as the console made a strange whirring sound. He leaned in and examined it as all of the beads of liquid were immediately sucked into the cracks and crevices of the console, leaving it clean and dry.
"Don't feed the TARDIS coffee, Rose," he admonished in a whisper. "She just loves it, and the driving all goes a little wonky after she has some." He fiddled with a knob, which immediately let out a tempermental little spark.
"It was an espresso."
"We have an espresso maker?" the Doctor looked genuinely puzzled.
"I didn't think so," Rose said, "But when I went to make coffee this morning that's what was on the counter."
"Hrm. Rose, what made you spill it?" he asked suspiciously.
"There was a little turbulence right as I was…" Rose stopped. "You don't think…"
"I do. She set this whole thing up. I knew I shouldn't have parked her next to that Starbucks on our last trip to 2012."
The TARDIS made a happy purr and lurched rapidly to the left.
"Are we picking up speed?" Rose asked.
"Yep." The Doctor said. "Hold on tight. You might as well just dump the rest of the cup on there too, now that she's got it in her blood."
