AN: Yeah, I know I've been ages updating but I've been updating other stuff too (although most of it still unfinished but at least I started to write it!). Anyway, I'm back and writing… well typing really but that's not the point!
Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who in any way but I do have some sugar in my house so it's all good (except for the bit where I don't own Doctor Who).
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Rose checked her watch for the fourth time that minute; the Doctor had gone back to the TARDIS without her so that he could shower again. His excuse was that he had to get rid of as much residual medicine as possible so that he didn't go any crazier than he already was. Jackie, who was pretty sure that wasn't possible, decided that he just didn't want to be around her in case she was provoked to slap him.
"Cuppa tea, Rose?" Jackie asked, jolting Rose from her imaginings of the Doctor leaving without her in his craziness.
She paused to consider it. "Erm… Yes please."
Jackie sighed, "I'll put the kettle on. D'you think he'll want a cuppa?"
"Yep," Rose replied. The Doctor did love his tea and he'd told her on the way to Barcelona that Jackie made a great cup of tea.
"Then I'll make three," Jackie resolved.
As she sat back down again, the only noise was next-door's telly and the kettle boiling. After a few minutes of silence, Jackie felt it was her duty to make some noise.
"Tell me about those orange ice-creams you had in Spain," She said, knowing the Rose would never be able to avoid correcting her mistake.
"No, not Spain, Mum," Rose answered, proving Jackie right. "Barcelona is a planet that has dogs with no noses. And the orange ice-cream was just delicious! It tasted a bit like fruit but mostly like those ginger nut biscuits we have here."
Jackie was cut off from replying by the sound of the kettle. "Be back in a minute Rose, keep talking," She told her daughter as she got up to get the tea.
"Rose!"
Rose was sure she'd heard a muffled yell from behind the door. She was sure she'd heard the Doctor.
"Rose!" It was louder that time. She got up.
The door was flung open to reveal a dishevelled Doctor with dripping wet hair. "Rose! You'll never guess what!"
"Sit down here," Rose ordered pointing to the seat beside her on the sofa. He obeyed, grinning inanely. "What?" she asked.
He urged, "Guess!"
"You just said I'd never guess," Rose protested.
"Go on! Guess! Guess!"
Jackie set down the cups of tea as Rose guessed, "You forgot to dry your hair?"
"Close but no," the Doctor replied.
"We're out of Oranges too?"
"Not even close."
Rose sighed. "Look, I don't know. What is it I'm supposed to have guessed?"
The Doctor grinned and said excitedly, "The TARDIS is raining!"
"That would be the shower," Rose explained.
The Doctor shook his head. "Is not!" he argued. "There was water coming from the ceiling when I was looking at my hair in the mirror."
"Yes," Rose said. "You were in the bathroom. The water came from the shower."
"It rained!" the Doctor insisted.
"No, it didn't," Rose explained with a sigh.
"Did too!"
"Oi!" Jackie interrupted. "Your tea is getting cold."
Both shut up and took a sip of tea from their respective cups. For a moment, Jackie was greeted with blissful silence then…
"Why doesn't it taste like bananas?" Jackie had never known the Doctor's voice could be that annoying.
"Because it's tea!" she snapped.
"Oh," he said quietly. He paused fro a moment before enquiring, "Jackie? Have you got any bananas?"
"Why?" Jackie asked suspiciously.
The Doctor smiled innocently. "I want to invent banana flavoured tea."
She sighed. "Just drink your tea."
"But it doesn't taste like bananas," the Doctor protested.
"That's because it's tea."
While Jackie and the Doctor argued, Rose thought about how to change the Doctor back to the overly talkative but clever Time Lord she loved so much. The answer hit her almost immediately, backed up by a cushion thrown by the Doctor.
"Oi!" She yelled, getting her mother and friend's attention. "Doctor is it like alcohol?"
The Doctor frowned. "What?"
"The sugar and medicine combination!" Rose answered.
He shrugged.
"Then he could sleep it off," she announced to her mother.
"I'll get him a quilt," Jackie replied, only too glad to be able to leave the crazy Time Lord, if only for a second.
When she returned, the Doctor had been persuaded by Rose to curl up on the sofa, looking very awkward. Jackie chucked the quilt at him and made for a kettle; tea really did make her day.
The Doctor flinched, not expecting to be covered by a quilt, then looked up to Rose and giggled insanely.
"Ha! Ha! You look like you're drowning in a sea of quilts!"
Rose rolled her eyes. As far as she was concerned, the sooner she got the old Doctor back, the better for all involved – namely her and possibly her mother.
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A very groggy Rose clambered out of bed to the sound of her alarm clock. She hadn't been able to get much sleep that night with all the getting up and ordering the hyperactive Doctor back to his quilt – or his 'sea' as he had dubbed it – and she wasn't very pleased, especially when she turned off her alarm clock. She could hear a scraping noise.
With a sigh, she ambled out of her room to remove the unfortunate object that was likely being defaced from the torture of the Doctor's 'improvements'. Of course, the 'improved object never again functions as what it was when he started and now, with all the medicine and sugar induced insanity, was something to do with bananas.
Sure enough, she found the Doctor leaning against the counter with a jar of marmalade in one hand and the other in his mouth.
"What are you doing now?" Rose enquired with an exasperated sigh.
He grinned inanely. "I'm eating marmalade, Rose Tyler. And I'm eating to fill up before we leave. I am going to take you to any place of your choosing," he told her.
Rose was shocked. He sounded normal. Well, as normal as the Doctor ever was, which wasn't very but it would do.
"So the TARDIS isn't raining and I'm not drowning in a sea of quilts?" she question.
He raised his eyebrows, eyeing her pyjamas. "Well, from the state of you, all dressed up in your jim-jams, I'm guessing you've just been sleeping in your quilt but right now, you're standing in your mother's flat looking at me like I've just sprouted another head. I haven't, have I? Because that happened to someone I knew once. He lost control of his regenerative whatsit – yes, that is a technical term – and started growing extra body parts in the worst of places." He took a breath. "So, where do you want to go?"
Rose smiled, pleased at the thought of having her Doctor back.
"I want to go to the Chip shop."
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AN: yeah, I'm really sorry it's so rubbish but I was determined to finish it. I kinda lost interest and heart with this fic after I got that C2 with doomed fics. I just want to say that if you're going to say how rubbish it is, could you at least say why and tell me something I can do to improve it or it's really quite pointless doing it. Fanfiction is a site that's meant for fanfic authors to share their fics and get feedback to improve their writing. It doesn't improve the quality of my writing just by saying it's awful. Constructive criticism is welcome but flames alone are not.
Anyway, I may go back and make this better if you people want me to.
Thanks to everyone who reviewed and/or read this fic. You are what made me finish it. These people (reviewers) are the best:
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Major thanks to you all! Sorry this chapter is such a disappointment. Though, like I said, I might go back and improve this.
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