There is a little reference to the Vashta Nerada in this. In the context, we are assuming he met them with Rose shortly after his regeneration. :D
"Run up to a stranger, kiss and tell them that you love them, and then walk away. You made their day. (at least you hope you did)" Avril Lavigne.
By breakfast, Jackie was, to say the least, extremely tired of the pair of them. The day had not started well. The Doctor had skipped into her room at six o clock, singing like a three year old on his birthday, and practically bouncing off the walls. Upon asking him why he was so happy he jovially attributed it to being a nice day. Jackie looked out the window. It was raining.
Five minutes later, she discovered he had left Rose asleep.
Ten minutes after that, she knew she wouldn't get back to sleep, and shooed the Doctor away, muttering hideous revenges under her breath.
And three hours after that, Rose appeared; the Doctor's arm draped around her, quite the gentleman. She yawned widely as she plopped down on the sofa, still in her pyjamas. Jackie noted how close they were sitting.
"Mornin' Mum," Rose yawned, her speech slightly slurred due to tiredness. "Good sleep?"
"What I had was," Jackie said, rather more sharply than she had intended "This one got me up at the crack of dawn."
Rose tried hard not to crack a smile.
"So that's why you were so happy!" she grinned, looking at the Doctor "You had someone to wake up!" She turned to her mother to explain. "After he regenerated at Christmas, yeah, he sorta lost any respect he had for humans actually needing some rest. I swore that if he ever woke me up at four in the mornin' again, or anytime before at least half eight, I would personally dissect him and feed him to those um…what were they?"
"Vashta Nerada. Eat stuff." He told Jackie helpfully. "And henceforth I have never woken Rose up early."
Jackie wrinkled her nose. Her expression clearly read 'why-don't-I-have-access-to-terrifying-monsters-to-threaten-The Doctor-with?' which reminded him why he never took companions mothers with him. Knowing Jackie she'd probably feed him to the Vashta Nerada if he was completely innocent.
At breakfast the Doctor decided to be extra specially good. It wasn't his fault he didn't understand their need to lie down for ridiculous amounts of time, but he decided that maybe, just this once, he could be nice. He really didn't want Jackie hating him throughout his time with Rose. Which would hopefully be a long one.
Trouble was, he thought, idly throwing a Cheerio™ at Rose across the table to catch in her mouth (she really was getting very good at it) some people just didn't recognise a Time Lord on his best behaviour when they saw one. Once, he had decided to paint a picture in ketchup on the table (While Rose sat with her head in her hands, muttering about hormones and regenerating finally driving him insane). The Doctor wondered briefly what Jackie would do to him if he painted in ketchup, but decided against it almost immediately. Rose would be right about his going insane if he did that. Finished his cereal, he looked around. Absently fiddling with the table cloth for a moment, he dropped it, springing to his feet, and looking at a small jar on the counter.
"This reminds me of that thingy we defeated the other week! The Quadrifikco!" he turned to Jackie, the manic energy in his eyes, which Rose loved "They're a telepathic based race – or we thought so originally – lot of telepathic residual energy in the atmosphere. Turns out they're a nightmare, and they have somehow multiplied. Which meant if we destroyed the original, they'd all die. Trouble is, they didn't even exist, it's hard to destroy thought. We had to find the source – Rose was fantastic!" he paused in his monologue to flash her a smile across the table "Yeah, and, it turned out it was the race of native aliens – really really gentle beings with a mortal fear of spikes (they're like balloons). Rose had to go round practically counselling them all, helped by some of my," he paused for effect "forgetting stuff"
Jackie looked completely unimpressed.
"And why does my jam remind you of that?"
"It's got a hedgehog on the side." He explained, as if this should be obvious to anyone.
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"So…" the Doctor drawled, taking Rose's hand and swinging them cheerfully "In the absence of life threatening aliens, what shall we do?"
"So you do go looking for trouble!"
"What? I never-"
"You just said in the absence of…"
"Yeah I know. How does that make me go…"
"You say it like you miss the life threatening aliens!" Rose smirked, poking him sharply in the side. "I am so so right."
"Are not." He sounded uncannily like a sulky three year old.
"Am too."
He scowled. She loved being right for a change. And was going to make the most of it.
"Did little Doctor get something wrong?" she teased, her eyes sparkling.
He didn't reply. He had an evil little look in his eye. He pretended not to have noticed, and continued walking down the cobbled street, apparently intensely interested in a shop with a display of rubix cubes, all completed.
"You know what they do? In shops that sell rubix cubes? You'd think they'd actually bother to do the completed ones in the display, but they don't. I know for a fact they just peel off all the little stickers, and put them back in the right place."
OK, he was just changing the subject. Rose opened her mouth to bring it back to her being right, when he stopped, dead in his tracks. Suddenly, without explanation, he dropped her hand and dashed across the road, narrowly missing being hit by a bus, whose driver honked the horn in irritation. Rose's eyes scanned the opposite pavement for her friend, and spotted him elbowing through a small crowd smoking outside a newsagents.
"Excuse me!" he yelled, directing his voice at a black young woman wending her way through the throng. She was dressed in dark blue jeans and red jacket, and her hair was scraped up in an exploding type of ponytail. She turned at the sound, and saw the Doctor running towards her.
"Mary!" he exclaimed, enveloping her in a rib crushing hug, and kissing her on top of the head. "It's so good to see you! I LOVE you, you are just FANTASTIC!!"
He left the girl looking rather stunned, and walked sedately back across the road to Rose, who was splitting her sides laughing.
"You just scared the living daylights out of her!" Rose gasped, looking over at the girl, who was clutching a wodge of paperwork just extracted from her bag like it was a lifeline, looking around and blinking, as if she'd just been hugged by…well an alien. Trying to stop the giggles that were threatening to erupt from her, Rose pressed her lips together, holding onto the Doctor just to stay upright, shaking with silent laughter. The Doctor surveyed his companion, bright red, and completely unable to breathe.
"I think I win." He observed calmly. "Since you are unable to pass comment, I am the undisputed winner, and Rose Tyler, I am completely right!"
She took that bit in. Breathless, she straightened up. She was still as yet unable to keep a straight face, but she was not going to be beaten. Grinning, she reached up, bringing her lips to his and snogging him completely senseless. When she drew away, he was completely and utterly speechless.
"No." she said triumphantly, reaching up to brush a bit of stray hair out of his face "I win."
I'm rather pleased with this chapter :D I know it's been a long wait, but let me know what you think :P