Hey guys! So this is my first EVER fanfiction, so I would really, GREATLY, approve of any suggestions in the reviews! This is a Ten/Rose and Nine/Rose fluff fic, probably rated... K? Lets go with T, rated T, just cause I'm paranoid. There might be multiples of a different holiday so I can do both pairings. All rights to BBC because I sadly do not own Doctor Who. Um... That's all the disclaimers I can think of. This is going to be sort of a series of oneshots, ALL UNCONNECTED, of Rose and the Doctor's TARDIS holidays.
~Birthdays.~
(First with Nine.)
The Doctor glanced casually over at Rose, who was reading a magazine on the jumpseat. "I asked Jackie when your birthday was." he said conversationally, pretending to be interested in the console screen. "Oh?" she answered, turning the page. "Yeah." he shrugged, scribbling down another note in Gallifreyan. Rose's eyes flicked up to him, and a grin slowly tugged on her lips. "That's it?" she said innocently. The Doctor gave her a look as if he was annoyed, but he grinned inside all the same. "Turns out it's today." Rose looked surprised. "Really?!" He nodded, giving her a grin.
"I'm twenty." she said, grinning along with him. "I got ya something." he said, moving around to the other side of the controls so he wouldn't have to look at her. Her tone was surprised. "What?" he shrugged, shyly nudging the box out from under the console and picking it up. "It's not much..." he said, looking at her anxiously as he put it in her lap. She smiled at him, suddenly breathless. She methodically slit open the wrapping paper, pulling out a small box. She slid off the lid and gasped quietly. She picked up the fine silver chain, gazing at the pendant. It was a Ferris wheel. She burst out giggling. "I love it!" she told him sincerely, trying to unclasp it. He moved over and did it for her, allowing the gossamer chain to slide over her throat. He swallowed hard, clasping it. "There. All done." Rose turned around, hugging his torso tightly. He chuckled and hugged her in return. "Thank you, Doctor!" he simply nods, grinning at her. "I also have a trip. Rosette Nebula." he told her excitedly, moving to the controls. The sound of her giggles saw them off across the universe.
((Now with ten!))
The Doctor bounded down the hallway, his face lit up like a little boy's on Christmas Day. He was still in his striped jim jams and was clutching a rather curious box in front of him. It had bright, some might say hideous, pink roses stamped all over the wrapping paper and a great, big, yellow ribbon tied in a bow around it. He very carefully set it down in front of her door and silently stepped inside. "Rose?" he whispered, snuggling up next to her. He liked waking her up like this. Admittedly, she didn't get up very often when he cuddled with her. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it. She shifted in her sleep but didn't say anything. He put his fingers on her neck, feeling her pulse for a few seconds. "Rose?" he whispered again, nudging her neck with his nose. "Mmm?" she mumbled, putting an arm around his waist and moving closer. He gulped, trying not to blush. Didn't work. "Uh... Oh yeah! Come into the console room?" he whispered, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. Rose frowned, leaning her head on his chest. "Too early." she managed to yawn. The Doctor chuckled, wrapping his arms around her. "But I know what day it is!" he sang quietly in her ear. "Hmm?" Rose mumbled, cracking her eyes open. "Come and see!" he challenged gleefully, spinning out of her embrace and into the hall. He nearly face planted the floor as he grabbed the present but kept running out to the main room of the TARDIS. He looked around, proud of his work. The cake, which had nearly killed him (but if you asked the TARDIS, she would just tell you that he didn't know how to turn on the oven, let alone bake anything with it), the streamers of pink and yellow draped around the room, and the balloons were almost the perfect twin to the color of the time vortex. Rose stumbled in, her hair a mess and wearing a pink tank top and blue flannel pants. "Hmm?" she murmured in confusion, glancing around before looking to the Doctor for an explanation. He grinned slowly. "Happy Birthday, Rose Tyler." he said shyly. A grin twelve times brighter than any star lit up Rose's face as she ran to hug him.