Author's Note: I just wanted to be clear on this one. This is the Ninth Doctor, Rose, and Jack. Please read and review. :)
"And I was running and it was so was so hot that the bottom of my shoes started melting," the Doctor told his story with both Jack and Rose listening intently. Rose laughed then, "how do we know you're not just making this up?"
The Doctor looked offended. "Rose, have I ever lied to you?"
Smiling she said, "well..."Jack laughed and Rose nudged him. "I suppose you haven't but I'd like to see these shoes. What about you Jack? Do you you want to the melted shoes?"
The Doctor scratched the back of his neck."I don't know if I still have them,"he confessed.
"Maybe we need to go through your closet then, Doctor." Jack said smiling.
Several hours, and about a hundred pairs of shoes later, the Doctor proudly held the pair of melted shoes. "Didn't I tell you, Rose?"He grinned.
"I guess you did,"she said, grinning back.
Jack grabbed one the shoes from the Doctor's hands, examining the bottom. "Why did you keep these? They're pretty useless looking." The Doctor shrugged.
"Maybe I knew one day I'd have to prove that story."
"Maybe,"Jack agreed.
