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Well, here's chapter two - Actually just finished chapter 4 but I'm spreading out posting the chapters a little, Thanks for the reviews and now after reading this pointless A/N, you can read on:
The Doctor groaned and opened his eyes as he felt someone hit his legs.
"Oi, get up lazy bones, I need some help to get everything ready for later!"
Jackie.
"Get off!" He snapped as she slapped his legs again. Eventually he sat up on the settee. He had wanted to go back to the TARDIS but Jackie had insisted the settee was more than good enough…For someone who didn't mind waking up completely stiff and being hit maybe.
"Well aren't you a cranky morning person! You should be more good natured when you wake up – Helps you have a sunny disposition when working…Not that you have ever really 'worked' as we would – That's what you need! A nice honest 9 to 5 job, maybe down at the garage – You seem good with all that fixing stuff, like Mickey was. I've done you some breakfast – That should wake you up! A nice fry up, a few good meals might help your snoring as well!" Finally Jackie stopped talking and moved off to the kitchen as The Doctor tried to understand the garbled mess she had just said.
"…I don't snore!" He replied indignantly as he pushed off the duvet and stood up, smoothing down the creases in his suit.
"Where's Rose?" He asked with a yawn as he walked barefoot into the kitchen and was handed a plate of greasy eggs, bacon, mushrooms and other things that turned The Doctor's stomach.
"Out with Shareen, that way she's out of here till the party." Jackie said before taking a drink of tea.
"But she knows about the party." The doctor replied as he pushed the pile of grease around on his plate.
"God, do you have to take the fun out of everything? Party is at 5, but Shareen ain't bringing Rose back till 5:30 – that way we have time to get all the guests ready and hide. Oh we have so much to do! The decorations, the cake, the buffet, the music!" Jackie explained excitedly to a disheartened Doctor.
"What time is it now?" He asked as he put the plate back on the table.
"Nearly 11am."
"Oh fu-"
"Come on!" Jackie said happily, cutting the Doctor off mid expletive as she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him back into the sitting room.
"Will you let go!" He protested grumpily.
"Fine! Go find your shoes and we can go shopping. It's not a good idea to walk around barefoot, you could get all nasty kinds of cuts and splinters which causes gangrene and trips to –" The Doctor tuned out, trying to ignore the white noise that was Jackie as he slipped on his converses and passed her moodily and opened the door.
"Are you even listening to me!?"
The Doctor sighed – And this was why he didn't get involved with the families…
