Chapter Four

The Doctor looked over, as Rose came back into the game room. She had taken a bathroom break and had gotten a fresh bowl of nachos. The Doctor groaned when she set the bowl of nachos down near them.

"Bloody Hell, I'm gonna bust a gut eating all this," the Doctor groaned. "I'm glad my TARDIS is huge. I'm probably gonna have to run the length of her about a hundred times to work all the calories off."

"Don't eat then. No one's asking ya too," Rose said.

The Doctor grinned.

"Ah, but that's part of the problem. Being around humans has gotten me used to your junk food. It's hard to remember it's bad for you when the food's so damn good."

He winked at Rose, as he dipped a nacho in cheese sauce and popped it into his mouth.

Rose shrugged.

"Your funeral," she said.

She smiled when the Doctor dipped another nacho in cheese sauce and popped it in her mouth.

"So, it's my turn, is it?" he asked, as Rose and Mickey nodded.

He stared down at the board. They had all moved their pieces a few times before Rose took her bathroom break, and he was now in the conservatory. He had used his last turn guessing one of the clues and was preparing to move out of the room. He stared at the room and leaned in, as he noticed tiny lettering at the back at the room.

"Secret passage to lounge," he muttered.

He looked at the lounge where Rose's piece was and looked back at his own piece.

"So, I can take this secret passage this turn?" he asked.

Rose nodded.

"Yeah, and you go into the lounge."

The Doctor nodded.

He picked up his piece and set it down inside the lounge.

"Okay," Rose said. "So now you have to suggest…"

"Rose Tyler, we meet again."

Rose looked at the Doctor who had a goofy expression plastered on his face. She looked down and saw he was moving his piece up and down in front of Rose's piece.

"At last we are alone, my dear," he said, moving his piece as if it were talking to Rose's piece.

"Oh God, Doctor," Rose said, exasperated as Mickey giggled. "Will you please go?"

The Doctor snickered, as he moved his piece closer to Rose's. Rose rolled her eyes when he mimed kissing her piece.

"Oh my darling, are you safe?" he said, as Mickey laughed.

He grabbed Rose's piece and moved it up and down.

"Yes, my Doctor," he said in a high-pitched voice. "I feel so much better now that you're here."

"Of course, you do," the Doctor said in his normal voice, as he moved his piece up and down. "I am your protector. I will always defend your cute body from any threat."

"Oh Doctor," he said, switching to Rose's piece. "I don't know what I would've done without you. My life was total shite until you and your hunky bod waltzed into my life. If it wasn't for you, I would be probably flipping burgers by day and dancing topless by night to make ends meet."

Rose eyed him, as Mickey snorted out laughter.

"Ha ha, Doctor, will you please go now?"

The Doctor looked at her.

"Give me a minute. I'm not finished."

He grinned and looked back down at the board, as Rose rolled her eyes.

"That's right, my faithful assistant!" he said, moving his piece up and down. "I saved you from a life of doing mediocre filing work, and birthing babies, and showed you the universe instead. I am your god. Worship me!"

Rose glared at him, as he snickered.

"Oh Doctor, you are my god," he continued in his high-pitched voice. "I bow to your superior Gallifreyan genes. I am a pile of scum next to your alien genius."

Rose let out an exasperated sigh when the Doctor took Rose's piece and mimed her bowing to his piece as he chanted, Oooo-ee-oo, ee-oo-um, repeatedly.

Rose looked at Mickey.

"See what you got yourself into when you volunteered to come on board?" she asked.

"And now my willing companion. Enough with the worship. It's time for a little moonlight tryst in the lounge."

Rose stared at the Doctor with wide eyes.

"Moonlight tryst?" she said to him.

Her eyes widened more as the Doctor quickly shushed her and went back to his play-acting. Rose sighed, put her elbow up on the table, and put her head in hand, as Mickey laughed hysterically.

"I have a feeling this one game's gonna take all bloody night," she muttered to Mickey.

"Oh Doctor, we shouldn't," the Doctor continued in his high-pitched voice. "There's a maniac loose in here."

"Nonsense, my little fairy cake, we always have time for a quick one before we throw ourselves in the face of danger."

He snickered, as he noticed Rose staring at him with bulging eyes. He grinned at her, as Mickey bent over laughing.

"Oh Doctor, we mustn't," the Doctor said, looking back down at the game pieces. "I'm just a lowly ape, and you are God's gift to the universe. How can I ever hope to satisfy you?"

Rose shot him a look of death when the Doctor giggled.

"I think that's quite enough, Doctor," she said to him.

The Doctor giggled.

"I know you can never hope to satisfy me completely, my little cutie buns," he said, moving his piece up and down. "But I can satisfy you. After all, there is that old saying…Once you go Gallifreyan; you'll leave the bed a brayin'"

"Okay, I think that's quite enough!" Rose said, snatching her piece from his hands, as Mickey and the Doctor died laughing.

"What, Rose? You're always telling me to lighten up and have some fun," the Doctor said, shrugging.

"Yes, but I don't want this one game to last four hours listening to you making crude sexual suggestions and putting me down using my game piece. Now please go before I follow my mum's example and slap the shit outta ya!"

The Doctor's eyes widened in fear, as Rose raised her eyebrow.

"Okay, knowing your mum, I guess I better stop because I'm sure you're just as brutal with your slaps as she is."

"Too bloody right, I am, mister," Rose said. "Now go."

"Yes, Rose," the Doctor said, as he picked up his game pad and searched through it.

Mickey giggled, as Rose glared at the Doctor.

"Ah man, you are whipped," he said.

He shut his mouth when the Doctor gave him a look of death. He looked back down at his game pad.

"Well, let's see, I guess I'll say it's…Mrs. White in the kitchen with the rope."

He glanced at Mickey. Mickey thumbed through his cards and shook his head. He raised his eyebrows and looked over at Rose. She looked through her cards and held up the Mrs. White card. Everyone noted it on their game pads. As Mickey picked up the dice, the Doctor leaned over to Rose.

"You're not mad at me, are ya?" he whispered to her.

Rose sighed.

"Nah, I just wanted you to go, and I got angry when you just sat there and fooled around."

"Well, I'm just trying to joke around. Isn't that what you do with friends? Joke around and act silly?"

Rose thought for a moment and then nodded. The Doctor kissed her cheek.

"Well, that's what I was doing. I was just goofing off and trying to make this game night fun. Especially since we don't get to have fun that often."

Rose smiled.

"I know," she whispered back.

The Doctor smiled.

"Well, I know my last life wasn't exactly a barrel of laughs, so I'm trying to change that as much as I can," he said.

Rose leaned her head into his, as he kissed her temple.

"I love you," she whispered. "Even though you're irritating sometimes; you do still manage to be cute."

The Doctor raised his eyebrows and grinned. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and held her hand under the table while he and Rose both turned their attention back to the game.