Barcelona or Bust!

By futbalfreak18

With help from baka rangers purple and blue

I wish I had claim. But I don't. -pouts-


"Barcelona, Barcelona, Barcelona OR BUST!" The ninth Doctor sang as he danced around the main control room of the TARDIS.

Rose smiled. "Is it really so special? I've never seen you dancing around the TARDIS like this. You're acting like Christmas cam early. That's usually him." Rose nodded her head to the fourth Doctor who was working away furiously at the counsel, spinning knobs and twirling thingamabobs.

The ninth Doctor swept Rose up in his arms and pulled her into a quick foxtrot.

"You have no idea. I mean, dogs with no noses!" The ninth Doctor had a boyish grin plastered across his face. "Oh, Rose…" He looked directly into her amber eyes, with his own blue ones. "Rose, I have wanted to take you here for so long, but then we get emergency beacons or attacked…" He drifted off, and their dancing slowed. The ninth Doctor bent down slightly to claim Rose's lips in a gentle kiss.

"Hey, now" the fourth Doctor burst in. He walked over, smirking. Rose and the ninth Doctor broke away to turn and look at him.

The fourth Doctor grabbed Rose's right arm, pulling her into a long, passionate kiss of his own. When he finally pulled away for air, Rose's cheeks were tinged a light red.

"She's mine." the fourth Doctor said, grinning. The ninth Doctor grabbed Rose's other arm.

"No, she's mine."

"I say otherwise."

"I'm older. I've known her longer. AND I'm definitely more handsome than you. Mine." The ninth Doctor replied, leveling a look at his counterpart.

"I've got a scarf, ascot, vest, coat, curly hair, and dazzling grin. I'm better-looking than you every day of the week."

"Oh, are you challenging me?" The ninth Doctor smiled.

"Hold the phon-" Rose tried to interrupt. This was not a good idea. This was not a good idea at all.

"Let's see." The ninth Doctor kept on talking. "If you can turn more heads on Barcelona than I can…" He paused, considering. "Then you can go on a date with Rose, anywhere, without my interference."

"Deal." the fourth Doctor replied.

"But if you lose-"

"I know, the same goes for you."

The pair grinned at each other.

"Woah now, hold on a second here. I don-" Rose began.

A crash reverberated around them, and the TARDIS shook violently.

"We have arrived on Barcelona, Mistress" K-9 said, as he rolled into the room.

"K-9!" the fourth Doctor shouted, sounding delighted, despite being completely ignored by his metal companion. "Keep count of how many people-"

"and dogs" the ninth Doctor interrupted.

"and dogs," the fourth Doctor continued, "who look at him, and those who look at me."

"Yes, Doctor-Master, but why should I-"

"No 'but's K-9. Let's roll out!" the fourth Doctor said.

"Wait, but…" Rose stopped. Both of the Doctors, with K-9 close on their heels, had raced out of the TARDIS, leaving her only their dust.