I'VE SEEN SOME BOLD AND ITALIC LETTERING IN SOME OF THE STORIES I'VE READ HERE, AND I WAS WONDERING HOW YA'LL GOT IT THAT WAY. BECAUSE AS YOU CAN SEE FROM THE LAST CHAPTER, REGULAR HTML CODING DIDN'T WORK. PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME!

Now, on to the story:

He had been showing her around for an hour and a half. She had seen at least a hundred rooms and the Doctor didn't seem to be anywhere near to stopping. She had stopped listening to him talk an hour ago and finally she interrupted him by saying, "Um, Doctor? Exactally HOW big is this...TARDIS?"
The Doctor turned and said matter-of-factly, "Oh she has an infinite capacity, but I've only programmed about 7000 rooms into her so far."
Guinevere's jaw dropped. "Oh! Well, uh, you weren't planning on showing me all 7000...were you?"
He laughed, "No! I was just finishing up actually. Lets go back and you can pick out a bedroom."
"Anyone I like?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, yes, but I would prefer it if you picked one fairly close to the consol room, as I really dislike searching for lost companions."
She picked one two rooms away from the Doctor's own. It was decorated in rich, deep colors and all of the wood was mahogany. One wall was lined with empty bookcases and there was a desk in one corner. A large wardrobe stood in another corner and there was a fireplace in the wall opposite from the bed. The fireplace and the bed were really the reasons she had picked this room. She had always wanted bedcurtians, and this bed had long, luxurious, royal blue (her favorite color,) velvet bedcurtians. Not to mention that the bed was enormous! She and all four of her sisters could have easily fit, with room to spare!
"Right. Well I'll leave you to get settled in. If you need me, I'll be in the consol room." Said the Doctor.
Guinevere retrieved her duffle from the Doctor's room and began to take things out and lay them on the bed. She opened the wardrobe and saw that it was empty. She opened the drawers beneath and they were empty too. *I wonder if the Doctor will let me borrow from that huge clothes room* She thought as she put all of her practice clothing into one of the drawers.
She put her ballet slippers and point shoes in the same drawer and put her picture album on one of the nightstands next to the bed.
Under the album she found her portable cd player and cd book. "Hey, I thought I unpacked you in the hotel room!" She said aloud. "Oh well, I'm glad I didn't." She said as she placed the cd player and cd book on the other nightstand.
Then she took her makeup box out of the bag and looked for somewhere to put it. She saw a door she had missed before and looked in.
It was the biggest bathroom she had ever seen! The room she was standing in had a green marble floor and each of the four walls was one big mirror. There was a white marble counter with a shell shaped sink on one wall and a rack filled with soft towels in a corner.
She put her makeup bag on the counter and turned to look at her reflections in the mirrors. She saw that there were two more doors. One in the wall across from the door and the other across from the counter.
She opened one and saw an old fashioned toilet with a pull chain to flush with. In the other door was a large, mirror-walled, octagon shaped room. In the middle of the room was a large, round bathtub built into the floor. It had four faucets and it looked about waist deep. The floor around the tub was a tile mosaic and the bottom of the bath itself was a mosaic made out of colored smooth round glass stones.
She wondered if there were a shower anywhere and began to look for a door in the mirrored walls. She found one on the oppisite side of the room from the door she came in. It was a large square room covered in blue tile with two shower heads on oppisite walls. There were cubbies with shampoo and soap scattered in the walls and a small mirror at face height in the wall opposite from the door.
She needed a shower, but she didn't have any clean clothes to change into so she went to go ask the Doctor if she could have some of the clothes from that room.
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The Doctor heard a a footstep and turned to see Guinevere walking quickly toward him.
He hadn't really gotten a good look at her yet, so he watched her as she walked up. She was tall for a girl, (though still a full head shorter than him,) maybe 5'7 or 5'8. She was startlingly white, as if she had spent most of her life indoors. Her tightly pulled back hair was platinum-blond and her eyes were a brilliant icy blue.
"Um, Doctor," She said as she reached the consol, "I was wondering, would you mind if I borrowed some clothes from that big room full of clothes? Because these are all I have with me." She said as she gestured to the thin white tank-top and light blue pants.
"Oh yes! Of course you may! I meant to tell you, but I guess it slipped my mind. Take as much as you like!"
"Really? Oh wow, thanks!" She said as she turned to leave.
She would have a field day! She loved to shop for clothes, but rarely had the money to buy all that she wanted, and now she had access to a room full of beautiful clothes, all for free...! She began to walk faster, and finally broke out into a jog.
When she got there she looked around again at the endless rows of clothing. She could see now that the clothing was arranged into groups, each with a large sign with the name of what she guessed must be the planet that those clothes came from, written on it. She looked untill she found Earth.
She saw that each rack had clothes from a different era of fashion. She found the rack with clothes from her time, and looked around for something to put the clothes she wanted in. She found an empty rack and began selecting clothes. When she had all she wanted, she began to wheel the full rack beck to her room. She took the time to look at eack planet's clothes as she passed, and she really liked a few, but decided to stick with earth clothing for the time-being.
*Good thing the wardrobe's so big!* She thought as she stuffed the clothes in. When the clothes were all put away, and she had returned the rack, she went to take her shower.
As she undressed, she wondered what to do with her dirty clothes. She didn't see a hamper, an she didn't know where the washroom was, so she just folded them and left them on the bathroom counter. All the mirrors made her kind of self-conscious, so she hurried to the shower room.
After turning on the water, she looked around at all the shampoos and saops sitting in the cubbies. She smelled a few. Lavedar, rose, vanilla, they all smelled good, but she wanted something a little more vibrant. Finally she found one that smelled like green apple, sitting next to a green bar of soap that smelled the same. "Perfect!" She said, and began to lather up.
When she was done, she wrapped herself in a towel and went back to the room. She opened the wardrobe and stared for a minute. It was all so beautifull, she couldn't choose what to wear first! Then she remembered the Doctor had said that they were going to Rome. "Well, when in Rome, dress as the Romans dress." She said, slipping into a robe and heading again for the clothing room, leaving those decisions for another day.
When she had picked some Roman clothing that she thought must be rich enough to rival Ceasar's wife herself, she went back to her bedroom to change.
She ran a comb through her long hair, and tried to remember what women's hair had looked like in ancient art. Finally, she gave up trying to remember and made a braid on each of her head, and then wound them around her head like a crown.
When she was ready, she went back to the consol room. On the way there she felt a "thump" as if the TARDIS had hit something. She stopped for a moment, but when she heard nothing else, she shrugged and walked on.
When the Doctor saw her he smiled and said, "Ah, I see you are all ready for our trip to Italy! Good, because we've just landed. Come along then, Ginny!" He said opening the door, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I changed the co-ordinates a bit. Were not in Rome itself, I changed the co-ordinates to a Villa I had forgotten I owned untill a few minutes ago." And with that they walked out into the fresh, country air.

SORRY FOR ALL THE RAMBLING IN THIS CHAPTER! LOOKING OVER IT, I'M SEEING A LOT OF PLACES WHERE I USED WAY TOO MANY WORDS, BUT IT'S LATE, AND I'M TIRED, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THE TIME TO GO BACK AND CONDENCE. GOODNIGHT!