Authors note - Chapter Four present and correct, very short I'm sorry, bit of a gap filler before I get to the next one... plus I had to put the Doctor in the clothes, and then I needed to visit the wardrobe, and then the costumes happened... None of its mine as usual, all the BBC's. Enjoy, eat with mince pies and brandy butter C x
Doctor Claus
Well, I suppose I should try to look like Father Christmas, the Doctor thought as he lifted his almost companion to take him to one of the bedrooms somewhere deep in the TARDIS. Having found a suitably Christmassy one, he laid the larger man on the bed, removed the big black boots and covered him over with a quilt. He clicked the door shut behind him and headed to the TARDIS' wardrobe. He wandered around the large hall for a while before exclaiming:
"This is hopeless. Have I got any Christmas party outfits in here?" the TARDIS rumbled and obliged him, sending a rack of party outfits hurtling his way. "Thank you." He called, before starting to hum Christmas Carols as he sorted through them all, finding Rose's Mrs Claus outfit, and Jack's reindeer outfit and laughed at the memory of that Christmas in the TARDIS. Before they'd met the Bad Wolf, before everything had changed. He carried on looking through the outfits until he found a Santa outfit that he had worn oh, two, three years ago. Or was that two or three hundred years ago? He slipped into it quickly, putting the beard in place and choosing to forgo the large cushion for a belly. He liked being a skinny paper cut as Donna had always so lovingly put it. Looking at himself in the mirror he tried out an experimental 'Hohoho' but thought it sounded more like Death in The Hogfather than Father Christmas himself.
As he made his way back to the TARDIS console room he continued trying to get it right, crying it out so often that the inside of the TARDIS was echoing with merry and some not so merry "Ho ho ho's" and "Merry Christmas'". He ate another mince pie and sat down whilst trying to work out exactly what he should do next.
AN - apologies for the mental images, they come as standard hopefully they make you giggle! C x