Rose sat up slowly in her bed and stretched. The alarm clock on her nightstand told her that it was just past noon. Rose yawned and then sighed. "Thank God for Saturdays", she thought. She sluggishly walked to her bathroom. After brushing her teeth and ridding of her morning breath, she tromped down the stairs.
Stretched out on the sofa in the living room was the Doctor, a plate piled high with buttered toast on his stomach. He turned his head away from the telly, which was playing some game show, and grinned up at Rose.
"Morning, Sleeping Beauty," he greeted her cheekily. "Or should I say good afternoon?"
She smiled and rolled her eyes, and then pushed his legs over so she could sit on the sofa next to him.
The Doctor held out the plate to her. "Fancy some toast?" he asked her.
She took two slices and began munching on them whilst watching the show. "Why'd you make so much toast, Doctor?"
He shrugged. "I dunno. I just like toast. Toast is good. And so are bananas. So did you sleep well?" he asked, changing the subject.
Rose nodded. She'd been sleeping much better the past three weeks since the Doctor got a job at Torchwood. He'd helped her out a lot at work, so she didn't have to go in so much or have quite as long hours anymore.
"So how long have you been up?" Rose asked him.
He pursed his lips and looked up, as if he were thinking. "Um... I'd say about since two in the morning."
Rose looked at him with her eyebrows raised. "What on earth have you been doing for ten hours?"
"Well," he said, "I don't need as much sleep as humans, so I normally wake up pretty early. Anyways, after I woke up I went down to the basement to check on the TARDIS."
Rose had almost forgotten about the TARDIS that'd been growing in the basement. "Oh! How's it doing?" she asked.
The Doctor smiled excitedly. "She's doing great! I think she'll be fully grown and ready to fly in a few more months. Then we'll be able to travel again, just like we used to."
"That's wonderful!" Rose exclaimed as she beamed. "So what else were you up to this morning?" she asked.
The Doctor looked really ecstatic now. "Oh yes! I think you'll love this. Be right back." He placed the plate of toast on the coffee table and rushed up the stairs. A few moments later he came running back down the steps with something in his hand.
He sat back down on the sofa and held something out to Rose. She took it from him and her mouth went round with surprise. "It's a sonic screwdriver!" she said. "Did you make this?"
The Doctor nodded emphatically. "I found some bits of sonic stuff in my suit pocket," he explained. "So I went down to the garage and started building it. It took a few hours. And I think I may have broken your garage door when I was testing it. Sorry about that."
Rose laughed. "Nah, it's okay. It's pretty cool having your sonic screwdriver again." She handed it back to him.
He nodded. "Oh, yes. It's very handy. But it's still rubbish on wood. Darn wood," he muttered. "You'd think that such technology could handle just some simple wood!"
Rose grinned at him and then leaned over so that her head was resting on his shoulder. "So what do you want to do today?" she asked. "Mum and Pete will be out for a while, and Tony's with his little mate, so we've got a few hours to ourselves."
The Doctor looked at her with an eyebrow raised. "Actually... there's something I've been wanting to do for a while," he told her.
"What is it?" Rose asked him.
"Well you'll probably think it sounds silly, but I've been wanting to go on a picnic. I haven't had a picnic in quite a long time."
Rose looked up at the Doctor. "No! It's not silly at all. I think it'd be fun," told him. "I haven't been on a picnic in forever, either."
"Alright!" he said. "You're great, Rose. You really are," he said as he smiled at her. The Doctor got up from his place on the sofa and stretched. "I'll go make us some sandwiches and stuff," he said.
Rose stood up quickly. The last time he tried to make food for them, the kitchen was a disaster and he had cheese all in his hair. She decided it'd be easier if she made the food. "How bout I make the food, okay? You can go get ready."
"Are you sure, Rose?" He raised his eyebrow.
"Yes, I'm sure. Now go get dressed," she told him.
He shrugged and went up the stairs to get dressed for the picnic. Rose sighed in relief and turned around to go make sandwiches.
She made some ham and cheese sandwiches for herself, and several peanut butter and banana sandwiches for the Doctor, which were his favorite. Rose rummaged around in the large pantry until she found a nice basket. She laid a cloth down on the inside and placed the sandwiches inside, neatly wrapped up in plastic. Then she put a few bags of crisps inside, along with some water bottles and a juice box that she made sure was not pear flavored.
By the time she was finished, the Doctor was already downstairs waiting. He'd put on a T-shirt with some American superhero logo on the front, Rose didn't really know all that much about superheroes in general, and a pair of jeans. She'd gotten used to seeing him in normal clothing. She even thought it made him more attractive sometimes, although she'd never tell him that.
She set the picnic down on the coffee table and told the Doctor to wait bit while she got dressed.
The weather was nice today, so she put on a cute yellow sundress she'd bought just recently. It had two strings that tied around the neck, and a little bow around the waist. Before going downstairs she applied her makeup and then checked herself in the mirror. Then she was ready.
The Doctor smiled as Rose entered the living room. "You look lovely as ever," he told her.
Rose grinned back at him bashfully. "So are you ready to go?" she asked.
The Doctor nodded his head. "Allons-y!" he exclaimed.
Rose laughed. "Haven't heard that in a while." Then she put the picnic basket in her arm and took the Doctor's hand with the other. They walked out of the house to the car and got in.
When they were settled in, the Doctor turned in his seat to look at Rose. "So is this a date?" he asked her.
Rose laughed. "Yeah, I guess this is a date." Then she put the key in the ignition, ready for their date.