Here I am, posting as promised.
Rose sat down on the couch. On the table in front of her, there were the two jars sitting next to each other. One contained the honey, the other contained the royal jelly. Rose took her spoon and dipped it into the honey.
"One spoonful to calm me down," she said, eating the honey. She instantly calmed down. "Two spoonfuls to help me sleep." She ate the second spoonful, but remained awake.
"Still awake," she noted. "I suppose one more, tiny spoonful wouldn't hurt." She leaned in for the third spoonful, but at the last minute she swayed to the side, and her spoon knocked the jar of royal jelly onto the couch. Its contents lay there, then slowly began to come together. It rose up and took shape, until it looked exactly like the Doctor. In fact, it was the Doctor! Or the Doctor's body, at least.
"Doctor? Is that you?" Rose asked. The jelly Doctor looked at her, his golden face beginning to fade into his normal colour. He opened his mouth.
"Why am I sticky and naked?"
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Rose had alerted everyone to the face that the Doctor was now alive, but they were even more excited when they learned that he wasn't wearing any clothes (Mickey and Jackie excepted). Jackie got out Howard's pyjamas once again, and soon they were all in the TARDIS, trying to find out what had happened.
"I have no idea what's going on," the Doctor had said. "But the TARDIS's machines will." And so now the Doctor was in the med-bay, scanning himself on the TARDIS's machines. Everyone huddled around as they waited for the results, until finally, they printed out. The Doctor picked up the piece of paper and looked at it.
"Incredible," he said. "According to these readings, when I originally touched the royal jelly, I imprinted part of my DNA and consciousness on it. When the jelly fell on the couch, it recombined with my hairs, fingerprints, and any other fibres that I'd left there previously. This mixture caused me to completely regenerate." He paused, then grinned. "Hey, that's pretty cool!"
"It's good to have you back Doctor," said Jack, who gave the Doctor a pat on the back. "Hey guys, I think the Doctor and Rose need some alone time."
"Oh, right, of course," said Sarah Jane. The others got up to leave, though Mickey was a little reluctant. When they were finally out of the room, Rose looked at the Doctor, her eyes wet with tears of happiness.
"Oh Doctor, I'm so glad you're alive," she said.
"Me too," replied the Doctor. "I'm rather fond of this body, I'd like to get a few more years out of it."
"Feeling guilty about your death was causing me to go crazy!" continued Rose. "But now you're alive, everything's back to normal." The Doctor shuffled his feet.
"Uh, not everything," he said.
"What?" said Rose. The Doctor put a hand on Rose's shoulder.
"You need to wake up," he told her. Rose back away in horror.
"Oh no, not again, it can't be!" she cried.
Rose woke up on the couch, the jar of royal jelly still sitting in position on the table.
"Damn," she murmured.
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Rose had decided that she couldn't handle this anymore. She decided to have a group conference to figure out what she should do.
"I'm cracking up," she announced, running her hands through her hair. "In my dreams I'm happy because the Doctor's awake, but when I'm awake I feel more guilty than ever about his death and my mind plays tricks on me. I just don't know what to do!"
"You're stressing out," said Shireen. "Stress is the cause of all of this. So I say … don't worry, be happy!" She said the last bit in a song-songy voice.
"Yes love," agreed Jackie. "Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…" added Jack.
"Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…"
The room swirled around a frightened Rose. Each person was looking at her, a scary smile plastered on their face as they repeated the same line.
"Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…"
"Don't worry, be happy…"
Rose put her hands over her ears as they continued to sing. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the images. When she opened them again, the room was back to normal. Jackie, Mickey, Jack, Sarah Jane and Shireen were all looking at her. Rose bit her lip.
"Um, you weren't by any chance just repeating a normal, yet absolutely terrifying mantra, were you?" she asked. Everyone else exchanged glances.
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The next (and last) chapter should be up tomorrow.