Chapter Three: When in doubt, smash.
As she hung onto the rickety handrail, Rose wondered, not for the first time, if this was the TARDIS' way of expressing her displeasure.
"Stop it!" she called to the Doctor, who was busily smacking a panel on the console. "Can' you see she doesn' like it? Wha' good's i' doin' anyway, you're jus' makin' i' worse!"
Maniacal grin firmly fixed in place, the Doctor stopped banging for a moment and turned to look at her.
"It's doin' plenty of good! It's settlin' the wires." he said matter-of-factly. The TARDIS stopped shaking and let out a mournful creak.
"Bu' she doesn' like it!" protested Rose.
"Sure she does!" exclaimed the Doctor cheerfully. "It's like scratchin' an itch, besides, it's the quick way to fix things!"
The TARDIS protested in her own way, flashing every red light in the control room very fast. The Doctor scowled.
"She doesn't usually hate it this much, mus' be a sore panel…" he trailed off, diving his hands into his pockets in search of something. He soon found it.
"Ah-HAH!" he grinned triumphantly, holding aloft the sonic screwdriver for a moment, before setting to work on the offending panel. Rose rolled her eyes and relaxed her grip on the handrail.
The Doctor fiddled with the panel for a few minutes, and then lifted it off, exposing the circuits. He paused.
"Rose, would you pass me the kinetic repositioner?" he asked happily. Rose stared at the tools, then at the Doctor.
"The wha'?" she asked.
"The mallet!" urged the doctor, with the air of someone patiently explaining to a child. Rose stared worriedly at him for a few seconds before picking up the implement and handing it to him, then stepping back as far out of the way as she could.
The Doctor did not hear the quiet 'sorry girl' that Rose whispered to the air. He brought the mallet down with a loud bang, and Rose jumped as the TARDIS let out a large jet of steam right into the Doctor's face. He spluttered.
Rose couldn't help but laugh at his outrage as she was hit with a small spray of glitter. She grinned coyly at him.
"Wha' did I tell you?" she smirked, then turned away and patted the console lightly. "Mus' be a guy thing." she muttered to the TARDIS as the Doctor stomped out.