Dedicated to doctorbluebox at Teaspoon for pointing me to the First Doctor's adventure in "The Aztecs".

Chapter 4 - Sweet Tooth

Rose and the Doctor turned back to the TARDIS, as Elton and Ursula disappeared around the end of the alley.

"Not really a bad endin' to our manhunt, is it?" asked Rose.

"Nope," answered the Doctor, holding her hand, carrying the shovels back to the TARDIS. "In fact, you could say everything's coming up roses. Or, 'Rose', as the case may be," he added, nudging Rose's shoulder playfully.

Rose scoffed, but couldn't help her smile.

The TARDIS was once again soaring through the Vortex, when Rose slapped her head.

"What's wrong?" asked the Doctor, looking up at her as he synced the sonic screwdriver into the console.

"I just realized I forgot to bring my laundry when we were at Mum's," she pouted. "Could we go back?"

"Now?" he whined pathetically. Rose was giving him those eyes. "How's this," he said, taking her hand and leading her from the console room. "I'll take you to a first-rate laundromat, one that'll take twenty minutes, not two hours, and they'll even scent your clothes for you, if you want." Rose gave him an intrigued look. "Anything you like," he continued. "They gave me a nice set of banana-scented bed sheets, years back."

"I don't think I ever needed to know that," said Rose, shaking her head with a smile.

"And, we can pick up some groceries while we're there," the Doctor added as they neared the kitchen. "We need more marmalade," he informed her.

"You finished the jar already?" Rose asked incredulously. The Doctor fished the empty jar out of his coat pocket, then pitched it into the bin. Rose just shook her head, then poked the Doctor in the chest. "Well, we're not goin' anywhere 'till I've gotten some sleep, and I mean sleep until I'm not sleepy anymore. You can just make us some hot cocoa while I get changed. That should be enough to keep your sugar levels up through the night."

Rose headed off to her room without a backwards glance at the Doctor. He watched as she pulled out her mobile to call Jackie and let her know that everything had been sorted with Elton.

The Doctor stood there, grumbling about domesticity, when thoughts of cinnamon and whipped cream combined with visions of steaming mugs of cocoa in his mind. He suddenly found himself obediently rummaging through the TARDIS' kitchen cupboards, idly wondering how Rose might take to him spilling some cocoa beans before her.

To be continued...