Rose
Alien Shopping
"What?" Jenny grunted. She'd been sat in the kitchen, hands on either side of her head, glowering at the table for a good five minutes. Nobody else was sat down. Rather, they were all stood around her in a circle, waiting for some explanation of what had occurred.
"You know what," said Martha.
"How did you end up in Jack's bed?" Donna elaborated. She was wasting no time in trying to unearth Jenny's secret of how to snare Captain Jack Harkness.
"There was a party... I don't know, I can't really remember," she said.
"You were invited?!" everyone gasped.
"Yes..?" said Jenny, lifting her word to sound like a question.
"Well he's met his match..." said Rose offhandedly, looking the other way. A girl Jack really liked, but the first girl to apparently not like him back. Then again, Clara and the Eleventh Doctor were the same..., she thought. But no, they weren't quite.
"I think we need to have a chat with someone," said Donna. Everyone mumbled in agreement.
"Why would you have all been invited, anyway?" Jenny asked, "It was a stag party."
"Stag party?!" they all said at once. All eyes turned to Clara. It was most likely to have been Eleven's party, after all.
"Jack didn't get to throw a party for Tentoo, so he got te next best thing," said Jenny. All eyes were on Rose now.
"It's not like I knew about it," she defended herself. "And why were you at a stag party?"
"Well... I... It's complicated," said Jenny nervously, her eyes darting about faster than if she was watching a Wimbledon final.
"Oh, I see," said Martha, "it was a date!" there were the typical teenage 'ooooh's from the others and giggles.
"No!" said Jenny, though she was refusing to look at any of them. "I need a shower." She was out of the door in seconds.
"I'm back now, Wifey!" said Eleven, coming in a few moments later, "Where shall we go today? Somewhere relaxing."
"Why don't you tell us about last night?" River suggested to him.
"I didn't even drink much!" he said, not overjoyed about River's question.
"So why're you so tired?" Donna asked, though she was looking at Clara, who did not appear at all happy with the conversation change.
"If you think I'm tired you should see the Tenth Doctor. But he did have quite a lot of whatever Jack had us drink," said Eleven, "And I don't think Nine will be up until this evening."
"Ha! See?" said Clara triumphantly.
"What?" said Eleven.
"Nothing!" she said quickly, covering her tracks. "So, where's relaxing?"
"We could go to a beach?" he suggested, but they all disagreed. "We could go to a spa? Actually, best not. I don't like spas. Not after Midnight." Donna nodded in agreement with him, but Rose had no clue what he was talking about. "We could go on a cruise? A safari?" Everytime he said something they disagreed.
"Shopping," said Amy. Everyone murmured proudly in response.
"Really? The whole of time and space and you want to go shopping?" he said. Clara tugged on his arm and whispered in his ear, and Rose instinctively leant closer to listen. Thankfully, it played to her benefit as well.
"They still owe us wedding presents," was what Clara said. Eleven's eyes widened with joy.
"Yes! Wonderful! Let's go shopping! Geronimo! I'll go get dressed!" he said, running off down the halls with joy.
"Why'd he change his mind? Did you bribe him?" Amy suggested.
"No, you bribed him," said Clara.
"How?"
"Well, when you and Rory got married, how would it have felt if you didn't get any wedding presents?" played Clara.
"It's not nice to manipulate people!" Rose said, trying to sound shocked and disappointed in her new friend. "But on the other hand, you lot didn't get me any wedding presents, either."
"If you're just going by that I think everyone's owed wedding presents," said Martha. Everyone murmured this was true.
"But he's got his heart set on free things now," Clara said about Eleven.
"That's your problem," said Martha. Clara pouted.
Soon enough Rose had discovered just how badly hungover the Tenth Doctor was. He was in a dreadful mood, and when faced with the knowledge they were going shopping he only worsened. At least he was awake though, unlike Nine. Nothing any of them tried would stir him from his slumber, and they resolved to leave him behind.
"Here we are, the Kosos Cluster. Only one inhabitable planet here, and the whole thing is a shopping centre," said Eleven, "You'd need days to explore this place. Weeks. Months. Perhaps years."
"And how long exactly are we staying?" Rose asked him.
"Half an hour," said Ten grumpily. Rose gave him a puppy-look, the exact same one she'd given him when they first travelled to the parallel world. "An hour... Two hours... Four hours... Alright, a day!" he gave in. Rose smiled. "But that's it."
"Well, I've brought her down in the toy section," said Eleven. Everyone groaned.
"You and toys..." muttered Amy, but he ignored them.
"So you can go where you want from there, but only after I get you some credits," he said, "otherwise you'll just be window shopping." They stepped out of the TARDIS as a huge group of twelve (Nine was still asleep, Mickey and Rory were present but barely functioning and needing to be lead around by their wives) and Rose stared around in awe.
It was huge. They were on the very top floor of at least twenty, with a vast and petrifying view below. There was a fountain that reached the fifth floor, but the water spurting out was peaking at Rose's eye level, it must have been roughly forty foot tall. Shops were everywhere and there were more and more corridors, spreading the huge complex across the whole planet. Gadgets and gizmos whirred and flew about then and the other patrons of the toy section, and Rose could hardly believe this was just that. It was ginormous.
"What else is here?" Clara asked Eleven in awe.
"Well, the biggest section's gotta be the actual supermarket, then there's the foot country - delicacies from every planet in the Fifth Empire. There's also a lot of apartments for the staff, they take up about a quarter of the planet. There's a hospital, estate agents, brewery, religious buildings. Then there's the sections of the actual Kosomark. You've got clothes, kids, furniture, computers, decorations -"
"We get the picture, Sweetie," River said to him as she drifted off towards one of what Rose presumed were cash machines and drew her own edited and mismatched sonic screwdriver. Eleven stopped speaking, but only to look at Clara's amazed face. Rose dragged Ten off to give them some privacy, if they needed it.
"How much money is a lot here?" she asked him. He scratched the back of his head.
"Hard to say... I'd guess a pound is worth about three credits, so... How does unlimited sound for you?"
"Unlimited cash?!" she exclaimed very loudly. People turned to stare.
"Stop being daft, nobody can have unlimited cash. Keep your dreams from reality, Rose," Ten said loudly, addressing the comuters. "Yes, unlimited. Is that a problem?" he whispered.
"No... Not at all..." she said, dumbfounded.
"Good!" he gave her a long metal card-like object, almost identical to the currency used in 200000. Rose hoped nobody was stupid enough to get a door implanted in their head, like Adam Mitchell was.
