AN: Doctor Who belongs to the BBC. The products belong to me. Ninth Doctor, shortly after "Empty Child/Doctor Dances."
"Oi! A word with you," the Doctor said, beckoning to Rose. She sighed, but followed him into the bathroom.
"What is it, then?" she asked.
"I told you right off that I don't do domestic," he said. "One of the first things I told you."
"Yep," she agreed.
"So what is this doing in my bathroom?" he demanded, holding a bottle of shampoo out at arm's length.
"One, since it's the only bathroom around, it's part mine, too, right?" she asked. He raised an eyebrow. "Well, I have to wash my hair," she protested. "Can't just go about the universe with naff hair!"
"It turned my hair colours," he said scathingly.
"Course it did, you're not supposed to use it," she told him.
"Why not? It's shampoo," he said.
"Special shampoo," she told him, speaking as if he was four or especially slow. "It does say 'for blondes' on it."
"Shampoo is shampoo," the Doctor protested.
"Not that one. That one's for blondes."
He made a noise in the back of his throat and reached back into the shower. "What about this one?" he asked.
"It's a face wash," Rose told him.
"Mmm-hmm. And this?" he produced another container from the shower.
"Exfoliator."
"Rose, there are twenty-three bottles in there," he informed her. "D'you know how many bottles were in the shower before you came here? Two."
"'S not my fault you don't know anything about skin and hair care," she retorted, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Twenty-three, Rose! If that's not domestic, I dunno what is. Who needs twenty-three bottles?"
"They're products," she informed him huffily.
"Oh, 'scuse me, products. Who needs bloody twenty-three of them?"
"Me," she said shortly.
"I give up," he said, throwing his hands up in the air.
"Look on the bright side, Doctor," she said with a grin.
"Why should I? I am out-numbered. I have twenty-three completely useless products in my shower."
"Jack's on board now," Rose reminded him.
"Yeah, that's a great reason to cheer up," he scowled.
"He is a brunette."
"So?" the Doctor questioned.
"You can use his shampoo without turning your hair colours."
He looked at her for a split second before reluctantly smiling. "Oh, fantastic."