Just a little ficlet, I've been so wrapped up in my Missing story I haven't had chance for a few feel good stories, but I like them, and want to write them, so here goes. diving into the sea of keys hopefully
"Doctorrrrr"
"No"
"But...
"NO"
She'd been trying to convince him for an hour, unsuccessfully. All she wanted was to go shopping, the amount of clothes she went through was ridiculous nowadays. 2 pairs of blue jeans, 1 purple skirt, god knows how many pairs of tights and 3 pairs of trainers. Like she'd said, ridiculous. Yet he was refusing her even this tiny, eensy weensy request, mean old alien. She tried her best puppy dog pout, humphed and huffed and puffed and even tried stamping her feet. Still he wouldn't budge. Then a light bulb went off in her brain.
"We don't hav'ta go to my mums, we could go shoppin on Saturn or somthin"
His eyes lit up, and an infectious grin spread across his face.
"Okay, but I'm not...
"Oh yes you are, hand it over"
He huffed and started rooting around in his jacket pocket, finally pulling out a silver key card he said,
"Fine, Gods, you woman"
Yet again he'd had to fork over his credit card, literally credit, it had an unlimited account of credit chips on it, and he had a feeling that it was going to take a bashing. Why on Gallifrey do woman have to spend so much money on clothes. He'd survived perfectly well for 900 years without gaining four or five wardrobes of the things. Admittedly he'd made a few bad fashion choices in his previous incarnations, but still, it was just...
Ridiculous.