Author's Notes: Yesterday's prompt was snow. Sorry for the delay, but life was a bit crazy yesterday. Enjoy!
"Look, Doctor... our first snow!" Rose scooped up a handful, gleefully shoving it towards him.
"Rose, it's lovely... but really... how could you forget the snow in Cardiff in 1869? Or how about the snow when we defeated the Sycorex. Oh... wait, nevermind... that wasn't really snow." He ran his hand through his hair, rambling on. "You can't forget the breathtaking purple snow on Amscal-Rasmus 3!"
"Yeah, but," Rose grabbed the Doctor's hand,squeezing it tight, "This is the first snow where no one's chasing us. No saving the world. Jus' the two of us."
"Its perfect," he replied.