Authors Note: wooo only 11 more days to Christmas... so here is chapter number seven. Hope you enjoy, I apologise for the images of Jack in an elf suit if any one was disturbed last chapter, here's a mince pie with brandy butter and cream to console you. All the usual, I own not a sliver... sorry its a short one but this time when I say the next one is big I mean it!!! :D enjoy and merry 11th day of December C x
Ho, Hoho… no that's not right, is it? (13th Dec)
The Doctor guffawed.
"Operation Christmas what?" he gasped staring at Jack incredulously.
"Operation Christmas Stocking." Jack drawled again.
"Oh, Jack, you really have been in Torchwood and the military too long you know."
"And who's fault is that?" he snapped back, then retorting "I'd say from that reaction, you've been spending too much time with Donna Noble." The Doctor sighed at the thought of Donna, and because of Jack's reaction, whilst the TARDIS grumbled that it was past time to be getting on. He took the paper from Jack's hand and read it.
"Well, we're in London, have a little boy and a little girl. I need the blue train, the red dressed doll two nectarines and two handkerchiefs." Jack nodded and got them out of the sleigh to put in the black sack. He handed it to the Doctor, and grinned. The Doctor grinned back, "so operation Christmas Stocking was it?" he asked, trying to wipe out what had just passed. "Better get going." The Doctor walked out whistling a Christmas Carol. Jack shook his head and helped himself to some sherry.
"Oh." He murmured looking at the bottle, "51st Century Pooshian Green, very nice Doctor, very nice indeed." He stood there drinking it quietly waiting for the Doctor. There was a yelp outside and the Doctor reappeared, covered head to toe in soot.
"I think there's something they usually leave out of Christmassy films where Santa goes down the chimney." He said before coughing. "Right, next house." As the TARDIS started to move, he leaned out of the door. "On Dasher and Dancer… Ho hoho. Nope, sorry, that wasn't quite it." He scratched his head as he shut the door and lots of soot flew out. "I'm really going to need a shower after this." He moaned.
"Hey don't worry Doc, you've got all the time in the world before you come and have dinner with me and Ianto." Jack laughed at him, "I may just go get the vacuum cleaner, I don't think she likes being covered in soot." He walked off chuckling as the Doctor ran around winding things up to get her moving a bit faster. Jack reappeared with the TARDIS' robotic vacuum cleaner just as the TARDIS landed again. The Doctor was humming to himself as he placed the next presents in his sack. And then with a grin he disappeared out of the door and Jack set the vacuum cleaner to work. He sat back in the chair previously used by Father Christmas and played around with the display settings of the TARDIS. He tweaked the Desktop settings a bit and then grinned as he hit apply.
The Doctor reentered with a merry 'Hooohohooo' followed by a curse of 'tarnation that's still not it' to find the TARDIS' round silver vacuum cleaner zipping around on her own sucking up all the bits of soot he dropped, Jack singing Christmas carols with Frank Sinatra, which was odd because he didn't remember uploading that hologram, and a TARDIS completely Christmas decorated, with a roaring fire on one side and a tree twinkling on the other. As he walked towards the console, the vacuum cleaner approached him, and began hovering around him, sensing that he was going to make a mess.
"Now that's more like it." he said as he wound the power connection to the sleigh up again.