Chapter One

The Doctor and Rose meet Bill and Ben the Flower Pot men with disastrous consequences.

A bit of drabble with comdey, drama and a touch of romance.

Disclaimer:I dont own doctor who or the flower pot men


The Doctor froze; his hand was tightly clasped around Roses'. They could both feel the sweat trickling off of their brows as they awaited their enemies to step out of the darkness. The cheerful voice bounced on the wall of the cabin in a sing song voice making the tension in the room mount immensely. The Doctor and Rose glanced warily at each other, both taking a step back to prepare themselves for what was coming. They had seen werewolves, Daleks, things no human could possibly imagine but what stepped out of the darkness was enough to make the Doctors' jaw hang open.

'Waddle oo tikoo dop? Gloob a waddle a hop' the voices called out – in a split second these words were translated within the time travellers' minds. What do you think of that? Gloves as well as a hat. The Doctor turned to look at Rose and quirked an eyebrow, she was dressed in black boots, jeans, a tee-shirt covered by the Doctors trench coat, her hands were warmed by fluffy pink mittens and her head was covered by Captain Jacks' captain hat that he had left on the Tardis before satellite five. Rose blushed as she meet the Doctors gaze, his eyes wandered over her body as he absorbed what they were saying. She tried to distract them

'Doctor, what language is that' she asked curiously. He tore his gaze away from her body and rubbed his head searching his vast knowledge. He screwed his face up as he spoke – Rose knew this meant he was thinking

'I think the language is called Oddle Poddle' the Doctor told her, Rose snickered

'Oddle Poddle?' she mocked, her smile lighting up her face. The Doctor regarded her seriously

'Yes oddle poddle, do you have a problem with that?' he asked her far too seriously. She bit her lip in reply not trusting herself to contain her laughter.

'Of course not' she replied seriously as the Doctors' eyes sparkled.

'Good. Anyway, I'm not too sure of where the language originates from…' Rose dropped her mouth and opened her eyes in mock horror

'Oh no! Something the Doctor doesn't know!' Rose teased. He raised his eyebrows at her the way a teacher does at a naughty school child.

'Trying knowing everything in the world and see if you don't sometimes forget stuff!' he weakly defended himself. Rose grinned and put her arm around his waist giving him a small squeeze.

'Aw, it's okay, I wouldn't know being an ape and all would I?' she carried on joking. The Doctor threw his arm around her shoulder and matched her grin with one of his own.

'Exactly, an ape – that's all you are' he declared, still teasing her.

'Thanks' she replied sarcastically and that's how they met their enemy, arm in arm, a set – one complete whole. They stopped when they reached the edge of a cliff and tried to look out but could only see darkness. The Doctor had released Rose and stood in front of her, protecting her from anything that could come their way.

'Who are you?' the Doctor called into the darkness, his voice having lost all traces of humour and remained as serious as ever. Rose remained behind him; she didn't need to say anything for her presence was enough. Quiet footsteps could be heard pottering about and the Doctor turned his head and shot Rose a wary glance.

'I said, who are you?' the Doctor repeated, his voice echoing through the cavern making it sound incredibly powerful. His intense eyes scanned the darkness searching for a movement, he hadn't noticed any but Rose had. Her hand instinctively covered her mouth as she gasped

'Doctor' she whispered, in an instant he had turned on his heel prepared to protect her but she just stood their frozen.

'Rose? What is it?' he demanded. Her eyes widened and the Doctor gently shook her shoulder

'Rose?' he asked again but she was lost for words. All she could do was lift her arm and point in the general direction of in front of her. The Doctor followed her gaze and finally saw what she saw.

'Weeeeeeed' squealed out of the darkness, and alas, a small weed began walking towards them. The Doctors mouth had fallen now and he pulled on his glasses.

'It can't be' the Doctor murmured, yet from beside the weed out stepped two men who seemed to be made of pots.

'Oh my god…' Rose whispered as these creatures stepped out. They were as tall as her hand but she knew who they were.

'Who are you?' the Doctor asked again, Rose turned to him and squealed with delight as she jumped up and down.

'Oh my god! Oh my god!' the Doctor stared at her in shock

'What?' he impatiently asked

'It's them!' she screamed in excitement

'Who?' the Doctor asked exasperated.

'It's Bill and Ben, the flower pot men! And that's little weed, and where's…' she squealed as a tortoise crawled out. 'Oh my god! It's Slowcoach as well!' Rose was jumping up and down now and the Doctor looked at her as though she were mad.

'What on earth are you on about?' he asked, she managed to tear her eyes away from them to look at him in shock

'Don't tell me you never watch Bill and Ben the Flower Pot Men!' she exclaimed. The Doctor made a face at her

'I can't say that I can' Rose shook her head at him

'You aliens, all think you've got better things to do…' she called over her shoulder with a sigh as she started towards the tiny characters.

'Er, Rose, I don't think that's such a goodidea' the Doctor began, but Rose was so lost in her childhood memories she didn't hear him. As Rose walked towards them footsteps could be heard, each footstep was like a bomb going off.

'Oh my god! It's the gardener!' she squealed again

'The gardener?' the Doctor asked totally lost

'Weeeeeeed' little weed shouted again

'Every time something bad is going to happen you hear the gardeners' footsteps and little weed shouts Weeeeeeed!' she explained to him.

'Oh my god' the Doctor slowly said

'Come on, its not that bad' Rose called back but that wasn't what he was talking about. Behind Rose stood the gardener – a 50ft gardener whose boots were about to squish Rose like a bug. There was no time to warn her to the Doctor did what he knew how to do – he ran. His arms caught Rose round the waist and he hoisted her into the air carrying her as he ran. He dropped to the floor pulling her down with him and they rolled over and over on top of each other. They finally stopped with Rose against the floor and the Doctor on top of her. He looked down into her eyes and felt a wave of emotion surge through him, god, I want to kiss her so bad he thought. He looked into her eyes and could tell she was thinking the same thing, he lowered his head to meet hers and just as their lips were about to meet Rose screamed in horror. The gardener was standing directly above them and flicked the Doctor off of Rose with his fingers. The Doctor flew into a wall and lay motionless for a moment against the floor

'No!' Rose screamed as she watched the Doctor fall. She turned to her childhood characters in disgust, filled with contempt

'Leave him alone!' she screamed. The Doctor looked like a rag doll, floppy, squeezed between the hands of a giant. His eyes bulged and his floppy mess of brown hair hung over his forehead, despite his current position his gaze remained on Rose mentally reassuring himself that she was okay. That's just the way it was with them, their safety didn't matter – the other one always came first. Rose looked up to the gardeners face, she had to squint into the darkness he was so far away but she could barely see him. But when she did she was more shocked than before – that was a face she would recognise any where.

'Oh my god! That's Alan Titchmarsh!' Rose shouted to the Doctor. He smiled back

'Yeah, now's really not the time to be funny Rose'

'No, seriously!'

'Yeah, and I'm just up here asking him for gardening tips' he retorted. She smiled at his wit, even if it wasn't at the best of moment. The Doctor turned his head to see what she was talking about and sure enough it was Alan Titchmarsh! He was wearing a beige shirt with the logo 'Weeder's Digest' written on the front, he had muddy jeans on and Wellingtons that were as tall as Rose. However dire the situation was Rose and the Doctor couldn't help but laugh at the obscurity of this situation.

Alan turned and glared at them

'Lets get mucky' he commanded to the pot men, this was supposed to send fear into the heart and soul of the Doctor and Rose but all they could do was laugh.

'That's the Ground Force catch phrase!' Rose called out

'I know, I do watch it' the Doctor replied

'Ha, do you remember that episode in Southend where they dug that fountain…' she trailed off as she collapsed to the floor laughing at the memories. The Doctor smiled fondly at her remembering her lying curled up beside him with her head in the nook of his arm pretending they were gardeners. While she was laughing Bill and Ben had approached Rose, each of them grabbed a leg

'Rose!' the Doctor warned but it was too late, they had released their thorns and stabbed her legs. A deadly poison started to swim through Roses' veins causing her to begin to choke then fall to the floor.

'Doctor' she whispered before she gave into the darkness that was attempting to claim her.


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