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A/N: So I've been wondering why Rose got a new phone between School Reunion and The Rise of the Cybermen and I get an idea and decide to inflict on poor unsuspecting readers. Sorry!
Rose was exploring the Tardis. So far she had found sixty bedrooms, forty-seven with ensuite bathrooms; three kitchens, another library and countless rooms stuffed with junk. She opened another door and closed it hastily. Had she just seen what she thought she had? She opened the door again. Yes, the Doctor was inside. Yes, he was only wearing shorts and trainers. Yes, he was jumping up and down to a fitness video.
"Now this is a very good exercise for…" Rose shut the door on the woman's trill, her cheeks bulging with suppressed laughter. Oh, that was priceless! She had to get a photo. Fumbling in her pocket, Rose produced her phone and quietly opened the door. Good, he was still leaping around. Taking several deep breaths to prevent her collapsing in helpless laughter, she carefully aimed her weapon. Just as her thumb was descending towards the trigger, the Tardis chose that moment to give a huge lurch. She stumbled forward and her phone shot out of her hand. Fortunately it ended up in the place that the Doctor's foot was going to occupy in a second. As the Doctor's foot landed, there was an ominous crunch. The Doctor, who had assumed that his foot was going to land on solid, level floor, overbalanced and fell backwards. This was too much for Rose.
"Rose Tyler!" roared the Doctor with as much dignity and authority as is possible when you've just fallen on your behind while exercising topless. (In other words, not much.)
Rose was also on the floor, rolling around laughing.
"That really hurt!" Rose continued to scream with laughter. She didn't appear to be sympathetic.
"What did you do- ah. Well, I think I can safely say that any pictures have been destroyed." The Doctor nodded at the mess of cracked plastic and metal that had, until recently, been a Superphone.
Rose managed to look up. "Shame." She gasped. "Oh well, I'll need a new phone. London 2006. You might want to get dressed before Mickey sees you."
"Don't you like it?" He flashed her a grin.
She chose not to answer. "London 2006. Or I'll tell Mum about this."
The Doctor visibly paled. "You wouldn't- would you?"
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