Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS

Author: Flydye8/Heintz571

Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor

Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)

Summary: This is a collection of stories about the times in-between Clara's and the Doctor's adventures. The ones we never see; because we all know once you starting living with someone, life always gets more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".

Author's Note 1: I am writing these because the ideas keep distracting me from writing on my other 12/Clara stories, so I figured, I might as well get them out of my head and penned down. Thank each of you for favoring/following/commenting on this story I am so pleased that you are enjoying it. If you have the time leave a comment below and tell me what you think, I love feedback.


Clara walked into the kitchen after a good wash because of hers and the Doctor's latest adventure. This time, not only did they get arrested by a blue skinned black hair race for trespassing on sacred ground but when they finally escaped they had traverse through yellow slime to get back to the TARDIS safely. The fowl stuff was so encrusted on her body that she had a hard time washing it off.

Now clean she found herself starving, opening the cabinets in the kitchen every shelf was bare, except an open bag of crisps quite a few days old. Shaking her head she opened the refrigerator and found the shelves in there in the same condition as the cabinets. Slamming the door she exited the room and headed to the control room to find the Doctor.


The Doctor was writing on his blackboards as she entered the room, sensing her presences he called out, "So are you all clean now?"

Looking up at him she was amazed to see the same outfit he had on earlier in immaculate condition, the only indication that he showered was his slightly damp hair, "Doctor." she began as she moved to his side, "How did you get your clothes clean? I had to throw mine in the trash bin."

Not removing his eyes from his writing he replied, "TimeLord fabric it comes clean with a few strokes of textile brush."

"Really, do you think that I could get some outfits made out of that fabric?"

"Sorry there is a limited supply; so no you can't have any of it." He answered as he abandoned his calculations and placed the chalk in his pocket. "Besides I would hate to see you in the same outfit all the time it would get boring."

"Well having the same clothes would save me a lot of money though; our adventures are rough on my wardrobe." She countered as she smoothed down her worn sweater.

"I can get you whatever clothing you need."

"How by snapping your fingers and making the clothes appear mysteriously?"

Raising his hand up and wiggling his fingers, "Well I am a man of mystery you know."

Rolling her eyes, giggling she replied, "I think you are starting to enjoy saying that, however my clothes is not why I came to find you."

"Are you ready for another adventure; I know a planet that has two suns, three moons and the rocks sing when the moons rise over the horizon. It is a great place for a picnic."

Smiling slyly she replied, "Oh I am ready for an adventure but not on an alien planet."

Returning her smile apprehensively he asked, "Okay, so where would you like to go?"

"Earth 2015, preferably after we attended Gran's party." She answered.

"Why would you want to go there? All of time and space is waiting to be explored." He asked as he moved toward the console of his ship.

"Time and space can wait." She replied as she followed him down the stairs, "But my stomach can't there is no food in the kitchen so we need to go grocery shopping."

"Oh no, not that I hate grocery shopping it is so domestic." He whined as he moved along his console, "Can't we just pop off somewhere and get some dinner?"

"No Doctor we can't, I really don't want to go somewhere to eat every time I am hungry." She replied as she reached for his arm halting his movements, "Besides I like to cook. Don't you like the meals I make?"

"Your meals are fine. I just don't see the point in walking the aisles trying to figure out what to purchase, then standing in line to pay for your purchase and finally putting the groceries away once you have purchased them."

"Doctor." She said adamantly before continuing, "We need to shop for food, now stop stalling."

"Very well." He stated with irritation as he typed in the coordinates for a well know grocery store in London, "But I am not going to enjoy it."

Pulling out her phone she opened an application to make her grocery list before replying, "I am not expecting you to enjoy it, but it has to be done. So tell me what type of meals, would you like to have for the next couple of weeks. "


Clara finished her list as the Doctor completed the landing sequence, exiting the TARDIS they walked toward the entrance of Tesco when she suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong Clara?" the Doctor asked.

"How are we going to pay for the groceries?" She answered, suddenly aware that she didn't have any funds to purchase the items they needed.

Reaching into his pocket the Doctor pulled out a debit card and handed it to her, "This should do it."

Looking at the plastic in her hands she was surprised to see her name embossed on it. Stunned she inquired, "What is this?"

Sighing in exasperation he answered, "It is a debit card Clara, how can you live in the 21st century and not know about debit cards."

"I know what it is Doctor. I am just wondering why my name is on it."

Embarrassed and a little nervous he answered, "When you decided to travel with me permanently I had UNIT create a card for you."

"Why would UNIT give you a card?" she asked flabbergasted.

"I seem to be on the payroll, according to Kate." He replied as he continued through the doors of the Tesco. Seeing she was not following he exited and gestured for her to follow, "Come on now the sooner we get this done the sooner we can go on a real adventure."

Following him inside she didn't say a word, still amazed that he had a debit card created just for her. Reaching for a trolley she contemplated the implications of the Doctor giving her a way to pay for things they needed. She had no idea how much UNIT paid him, but that really didn't matter it is a dependence that she was not sure she was ready for.

All of her adult life she provided for herself by working hard and saving whatever funds she could for special items. Having to rely on someone else went against her controlling nature causing her to feel apprehensive. So involved in her thoughts she didn't hear the Doctor's question until he tapped her on her shoulder.

"Clara, are you okay?" he questioned worriedly.

"Yeah, yeah I am fine. Sorry did you ask me something?" She replied trying to recall his words unsuccessfully.

"I asked if you wanted to start shopping in fresh produce or frozen foods." He repeated concerned with her silence.

"Fresh foods seem to be a good place to start." She answered as she walked in that general direction.

Following her he glanced at her face wondering if he should inquire what had her so distracted, guessing it had something to do with the card he gave her. Decided to take a leap of faith, relying on his intuition he asked solemnly, "Why is me giving you the debit card causing you distress?

Stopping she looked at him in amazement, "You are getting pretty good at reading my feelings."

Shrugging he replied nonchalantly as he picked up some bananas placing them in the trolley, "That tends to happen when you start to live with someone for an extended period of time. So are you going to answer my question or leave me hanging?"

Reaching for a plastic bag she started to fill it with oranges, "It is hard for me to depend on someone so much for so many things."

"Depending on someone is not hard to do, I depend on you all the time." He countered as he grabbed some lettuce, tomatoes, and cucumbers.

Confounded she asked, "You do?"

Looking at her seeing she was indeed perplexed he explained, "Clara, what I depend on you for is more important than any materialistic needs you may require." Grabbing her hand he brought it to his chest as he continued, "You protect these hearts from loneliness, forlornness, and desolation. You are my carer; you help me see things differently, allowing me to be a better man. Your friendship, trust and compassion as well as your lo…" he stopped his statement afraid of the implications the last bit would cause.

Stepping away he reached for a bunch of carrots before continuing, "Let's just say what I depend on you for outweighs anything that you depend on me for."

Briefly contemplating his response to her question her heart lifted, he knew, he really knew how she felt about him. Moving to his side she reached for his cheek guiding his blue eyes to meet hers, caressing his skin with her thumb she smiled serenely, "You can always depend on my friendship, trust, compassion and my love."

Returning her smile he replied, "I know."

"Good now let us finish shopping, didn't you promise me a planet with two suns, three moons and a picnic." She stated pushing the trolley into the aisle marked canned goods.

"Yes, yes I did and don't forget the rocks singing as the moons rise over the horizon" He confirmed as he fell in step next to her thinking that grocery shopping was not a bad thing, especially when shopping with Clara.

Giggling she reached for the next item on her grocery list, "Of course can't forget the rocks singing."


Author's note: I don't live in the UK so I am not sure if my terminology is correct when it comes to what shopping carts are called there. I hope I got it right. Now on a side note please review and tell me what you think of my story, for some reason I am in need of feedback (Shrugging) I am not sure why. Good or Bad. Have a wonderful day.

Cheers

Flydye8/Heintz571