Tocxica's Happy Birthday
By: The Bubbles
Summary: Tocxica had given her the best birthday present ever. How was she supposed to top that? Sequel to The Bubbles' Happy Birthday.
A/N- Tocxi, you better appreciate me for this. Anyway, same deal as the last story, one chapter a day till it's done.
Disclaimer: I don't own any part of the Whoniverse (anymore), but Tocxi now temporarily owns Jack. I started to ask what she was gonna do with him, but then I decided that I really don't want to know.
Tocxica- Nothing… too kinky.
Bubbles- Y'know, by Jack's standards.
Tocxica- (opens mouth to protest, then thinks better of it.) Ok, yeah.
(o.o.o)
Chapter 1: In Which Bubbles is Brilliant, and Tocxica Doesn't Like Rose
(o.o.o)
They were sitting on the couch in Bubbles' room in her new house watching Doctor Who and Torchwood and Sarah Jane reruns when Bubbles suddenly remembered that tomorrow was Tocxica's birthday and that she had failed to get a present for her friend for the third year in a row. And then she remembered that she had vowed to get her something fabulous this year, and was about to ask her what she wanted when the TARDIS came on screen and they were silenced, both remembering their own adventure on the wondrous ship some five months ago, when snowmen had caged them and Jack had saved them.
"It really is the best ship ever," Tocxica said, free to talk now that Rose was on the screen instead and they really didn't feel like listening to her anyway.
"By the way," Bubbles weedled slyly, "I've been meaning to ask you how you managed to get onto the TARDIS back then."
"It was easy." She grinned smugly. "I wished myself there."
"Oh. I see." She looked at her watch. "Oh, would ya look at the time! It's getting pretty late, you'd better be getting home now, school night, wouldn't want your dad to worry an' all that, thanks for coming, blah blah blah."
Tocxica went limp to prevent Bubbles from dragging her off of the couch and whined, "But Senpaiiii, it's summer. And it's only 8:30, and you always try to get me to stay, AND I'm supposed to be sleeping over anyway, remember?"
"Oh yeah." She sat down, wondering how she was going to get away.
After a while, Tocxica sighed in disgust. "This is a Rose-centric episode, and Jack's not even in it."
"It's the first season. They're all Rose-centric."
"And Jack's not even in it," Tocxica reiterated. "Let's watch Coupling or something."
"Yeah, all right." Bubbles changed the channel, and then got a brilliant idea. Not quite as brilliant as her idea to learn Vulcan in case Spock ever turned up on her doorstep, but still brilliant. She jumped up and ran out. "Be back in a little while. If I'm not back by 12, tape Whose Line for me. Tape's in the VCR."
"Ok," Tocxica called absently. She was not paying much attention as Jack was currently on the screen
Bubbles stepped out into the cool night air and breathed deeply. After several minutes of looking around, she figured out which direction Northeast was in and closed her, took a deep breath, and wished that she were at Torchwood…
Meanwhile, Tocxica looked around the room and wondered where Bubbles had wandered off to. Several seconds of searching later, she figured she would turn up again in a little while and returned to the television.