Okay guys, listen, XTimeGirlX (my best friend on this site!, ps check out her stories!!!) and I are going to write this fan fiction together. I'm going to do every odd chapter, and she's going to do every even. Now, it might take some time to upload and stuff since we both live across the Atlantic Ocean (me, America, her, UK). So, sit back, relax, and trust me—we'll try to make this as less painful as possible. Are we sitting comfortably? Good. Then let's begin.

Disclaimer: Me nor XTimeGirlX own anything. Except for this story. 'Cos it was my dream. And I have a right to my own dreams, don't I…? Or has our economy got so bad and our country so running backwards… sorry, babbly. Anyway, allons-y!

"This, is the main kitchen," Rose announced. "Here's the food, the stock of bananas (keep away from them, the Doctor loves 'em), and uh, here's where we eat. We usually go out for dinner, but in this case, it's special."

Alice nodded her head, then said, "Okay, I think I get it… oh, and thanks again for picking me up from the zombie attack, where I come from… which is 1944… okay, anyway, where exactly is the Doctor taking us? I promised my mum I'd be home by eleven… after all, she's probably worried to death it being a war and all…"

Rose laughed, and then said, "Its s'okay, Alice. See, the thing is, in the TARDIS, we can get you home before your mom even notices you're gone. We can even get you home early. You can travel with us for a year, and be home before dinner."

Alice McKay stared at her. "You're kidding me, right?" she asked. "I think this is just spiffy!!!" she squealed.

The Doctor entered the room, and waltzed over to Rose and Alice. "Okey-dokey, we're going to take a little stop in Cardiff… after the wire attack in the 60's, and your little zombie-attack in 1944, the TARDIS is tired and needs a pit stop. To Cardiff, we go!" he announced, wagging his finger in the air.

"Then, can we eat a night out on town? I think Alice here needs to see the new Shirley Temple which means basically, ooh… let's see… I think Hannah Montana is in, or is that for 8-year olds?... hm, anyway, can we, Doctor?" Rose asked, poking her tongue between her teeth in a very Rose-like way.

"Sure, why not?" the Doctor replied, grinning.

"Are you two…?" Alice trailed off, analyzing the Doctor and Rose's flirtatious behavior.

"Are we what?" the Doctor asked.

"Um, are you guys hungry? I sure could use a burger and a pop right about now," Alice improvised, casting a look at Rose.

"Good ol' English fish 'n chips then!" the Doctor announced, as he left the kitchen. "Oh, and ladies?"

"Yeah?" Rose and Alice both said in unison.

The Doctor grinned, then said, "Dress in your Sunday clothes." He coughed and left the room.

"So… how close are you and the Doctor?" Alice asked, mischievously.

Rose pulled a smile for her, then said, "Yeah, we're mates. Well, good friends. Not that we, you know… just friends."

Alice gave Rose a suspicious look, then asked Rose to escort her to the closet. And boy, was Alice in for a surprise.

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"So he'll promise 'just one trip', but before you know it, he promises you forever and you travel," Rose said, stripping off her jumper. She snagged a slinky red dress and put in front of her for analyzing. "Do you think this is cute? I found it near the cat suits in the back…"

Alice twisted her carrot-colored, black-rooted hair into a ponytail and said, "Yeah, that looks great… though I'd use the light blue one if I were you. Really makes your eyes paaawp," Alice said in her thick cockney accent.

Rose smiled, then said, "Thanks." There was silence for a moment, then Rose said, "Ju know, I've always wanted a little sister. Trust me; I'm guessing you're going to stay here awhile."

"Really? I've got four younger 'sisters' back at the orphanage, they're not really my blood sisters, but anyway they're younger by one a week, one by a month, and two by a year. They're all divas. All popular and snotty and blonde—no offense or anything, I'm just using a stereotype," Alice grumbled as she flipped through the rows of dresses. "What color should I wear?"

Rose looked over Alice's slim body and long, glossy carrot-topped hair, her icy blue eyes, and her olive-toned complexion. "Hm… I was thinking maybe a nice emerald green? Or would that make you look like a Christmas tree? Maybe a black…?" Rose thought out loud.

"How 'bout this?" Alice held in front of her a pale peach dress that came to her knees "Pair this with maybe white heels, some rings, and a summer hat?" she replied, thoughtfully.

"See, I knew someday the 40's would come back!" Rose said, smiling. "I just pictured it more like stockings and hats coming back—not us exactly saving a 17-year old girl from a race of alien zombies that wanted to convert the world into a whole power machine."

She and Alice laughed some more, and discovered the true meaning of bonding—the true meaning of friendship. That is, until they heard the Doctor yell from the console room, "By golly! Jack, what the heck are you doing in my TARDIS? And who's your girlfriend? Ooh, are you Welsh? What? What? WHAT?"

There's the first chapter! Hope ya'll liked it! REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!! Please and thank you!!! Eat your hearts out—BB903 and Ex-TGirl-Ex. (sorry, that just looked cool. Sorry, El.)