Finally, a Romana one-shot! This was inspired by a conversation with 'Young-and-Loaded', so this is officially dedicated to her, if she ever gets around to reading it...

The first of many, with a hint of fluff. However, it is completely and unabashedly utter CRACK. Still, it was very fun to write!

Enjoy!

It had started off with something so normal, just simple curiosity, something that she was always going to have, no matter how old she got (even though she was still quite young for a Gallifreyan).

"Doctor, what are these?"

He barely glances at it before answering.

"Consumables."

"Great, they look wonderful!"

He goes back to work, repairing the sink in one of the various kitchens while she sits on a bench and watches him, and he knows that she is not bothering to offer her help because she knows that he will deny needing it. Which he doesn't, obviously. He hears the rustle of the packet as she begins putting the items in her mouth, several at a time. Gradually, he can sense a peak in her energy, her hyperactive bouncing on the bench giving her away. Suddenly, she leaps off, immediately at the doorway, packet still in her hand.

"I think I'm going to swim in the pool, Doctor, or maybe do a check on the secondary control room, or, I don't know, anything!" She squeaks – Romana? Squeaking? – and runs off. For a second he is glad to be rid of her irritating bouncing, when he realises with a jolt what colour the packet was. She was not eating what he and she had thought she was. He drops the sonic with a clatter and begins pursuing her.

"Romana! Come back!" He calls as he tries to figure out which way she has gone, "They're the wrong type, the white powder on them has a dangerous effect on Time Lords, they heighten the effects to a critical level!"

"Oh, what are you going on about now?" She appears down the hall, near the wardrobe, dressed in the clothes of his Fourth Incarnation, just as her second had done all those centuries ago. She looks ridiculous, of course, but he can't help find it cute and just a tad sexy. Naturally, she's giggling like a hyena. "I feel all light…and free…and energetic! You're not getting them back…go find a jelly baby or something." She holds the green packet close to her, eyeing him with as much seriousness as she could muster during her extreme sugar high.

Time Lady on a sugar high aggravated by sour sugar. Just what the Doctor ordered.

He takes a step towards her, coaxing, trying to bargain.

"Now, Romana, just give me the Skittles…"

"Never!"

And so the chase began.

Ridiculous, I know, but...LOL! I enjoyed this so much...ah well, at the very least, I got some self-amusement out of it.

Let me know what you thought of this totally random cracky idea. Reviews are love.

-MayFairy :)