Babble and a tad (229 words)
Spoilers: None
I couldn't really shorten it much more. I suppose I could've, but I like it this way.
Prompt: Key
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"Oh, I don't know. I rather fancy myself as a sort of Gregor Mendel."
"Yeah, yeah." Rose giggled and tucked a messy plait behind her ear. "Hurry up."
"I'm hurrying."
They were standing just outside the TARDIS, after a little trip to 19th century Austria to aid in the research of genetics by use of pea plants. As thanks, they had received two buckets of free peas. This had come in very handy when they were stuck in 1960s London after a miscalculation, courtesy of the Doctor's complete lack of direction.
While trying to get mushy green bits out of his teeth, the Doctor was attempting to unlock the TARDIS. Without much luck. "I just can't seem to –" He frowned and jiggled the key some more.
Rose laughed. "Oh, is the great Doctor beaten by a little key?"
"No." He replied rudely. "She's just a bit temperamental, is all."
After a bit more pushing and shoving and cursing, the Doctor finally managed to get the door open and strode in. After which he immediately strode out again.
A bemused Rose watched him. "What's wrong? Is it broken?"
"Nope." He said quietly, turning to walk across the street.
Frowning, Rose poked her head around the door, and then pulled it back out. She smiled.
The Doctor's manly ego must've been bruised from accidentally walking into a real police box.