Let Me In!
"Doctor!" she exclaimed, banging on the door.
"No. You're not coming in. You insulted me. And now you can stay out there."
"Oh for goodness' sake!" she sighed dramatically. "Can't you take a joke?"
"Hmph," was his reply.
"Honestly, you're sooo childish."
"Not helping your situation, Rose Tyler."
"Let me in."
"No."
"Please let me in."
"Nope!"
"Doctor! Let. Me. In."
"No!"
"You can't lock me out of my own home, this is ridiculous!"
"My TARDIS."
"Yeah, which you invited me along in. Which I have a key to. Which I have a room in, filled with my stuff."
"Yes, well, your key is currently in my hand, and as for the stuff in your room? That can be easily jettisoned out into the nearest black hole."
"You wouldn't," she said warningly.
"Wouldn't I?" he countered.
"Nope."
"Why do you think I wouldn't?"
"You just wouldn't be able to."
"No?"
"No."
"What makes you so sure?"
"You haven't left yet."
"Doesn't mean I'm not going to."
"You wouldn't just leave me."
"Oh wouldn't I?"
"No."
"How come?"
"You wouldn't want to face a Jackie Tyler slap, for one."
"I'll just avoid landing in the 21st century then."
"As if," she scoffed.
"Are you insulting my driving now, Rose Tyler?"
"Yes. I am. Now let me in!"
"Definitely not letting you in now."
"Doctor!" she whined.
"Rose!" he imitated.
"Please!"
"No."
"I need to use the loo."
"There's a perfectly good hedge next to you."
"You're disgusting."
"Nice. That kind of flattery's gonna really get you in."
"You're gorgeous."
"Really? Ah, thanks! Good to know." He paused. "You're still not coming in."
"I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to offend your manly pride earlier."
"Apology...sort of accepted."
"So can I come in?"
"No."
She let out a shriek of frustration. "Why?"
"I don't think you've learnt your lesson."
"Oh my god, you're annoying."
"Again with the flattery. Thanks."
"Doctor!"
"No."
"How long am I gonna have to stand out here for?"
"Dunno."
"Doctor!"
"Maybe I should just leave you here. Then you'd learn your lesson."
"Well. Like I said. You wouldn't be able to."
"Yes I would."
"No you wouldn't! You'd be lost without me."
"Not true."
"It so is. You couldn't leave me stranded here. You'd feel too guilty. And you'd miss me too much."
"Oh really? Think highly of yourself, don't you?"
"Well, it's true. Go on, say it then. Say you wouldn't miss me."
"I...I wouldn't...well, I wouldn't not not not miss you."
"Which means you'd miss me."
"Shut up."
"That's a bit rude, Doctor."
"I'm going now."
"Yeah. Sure. Okay. Run away from the uncomfortable conversation why don't you!"
"Rose."
"Doctor," she countered. Then, "Let me in?"
"Nope!"
"You can't just...evict me!"
"We signed no contract."
"Oh my god! There's someone here! They're going to eat me!"
"You're a rubbish liar, Rose Tyler. To me, anyway."
She huffed in frustration. "So are you."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Whatever."
"Let me in!"
"No!"
"You're so sad. What's the point of locking me out if you're just gonna stand against the door and talk to me anyway? See, told you you'd miss me – you already are!"
"Fine. I won't talk to you anymore then."
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Doctor. I'm cold."
"Tough."
"You just spoke!"
"Hmph."
"Please let me in. I miss you."
"What?"
"I said please let me in."
"And the next bit?"
"What?"
"What did you say after that?"
"Nothing."
"Rose...?"
"What?"
"I...nothing. Nothing, doesn't matter."
"Doctor, please can I come in now. I am sorry. Truly, I am. From the bottom of my heart."
"Then why are you trying not to laugh as you say that, hmmm?"
"Sorry...it's just...well, it is funny. You have to admit that."
"No it isn't! It's horrible. Embarrassingly horrible, and you should be ashamed of yourself for saying such a thing to me."
"Why?"
"Because you've upset me."
"Upset you."
"Yes."
"No I haven't, you're just being proud and stubborn. Let me in."
"No."
"Not even if I promise not to say it again?"
"No."
"Not even if I promise to never laugh at you again?"
"Not even that. Because I know you won't stick to it."
"Not even if I give you a kiss to make you feel better?"
His jaw went slack. "Huh?"
"That got your attention," she giggled.
"What?"
"Well? Would you let me in if I promise you a snog?"
"But...but you...you...you wouldn't actually do it. You're just trying to...to trick me. Not that it would work. Because I don't want you to kiss me or anything. No, of course not. Course not. Wouldn't want...that," he stuttered.
"Shame. It could be quite fun, you never know."
"Weeelll..."
"Let me in, and we could find out...?"
"Oka - wait. No! Stop...stop messing around."
"I'm not messing around. I promise you. I will genuinely kiss you if you let me in."
"No you won't. So stop teasing." He paused, reconsidering his words. "Not that I'm tempted by that offer or anything."
"Course you aren't. Not normal bloke, you, are you?"
"No, I'm n - Wait. Yes, I am! No, well...no. Yes. Maybe?"
Rose rolled her eyes. "Please let me in."
"No."
"Fine!" she sighed again. It was time to play dirty. "You know what, if you're not gonna let me in, I might as well head back to the palace. At least it's a little bit warmer in there, instead of the minus a billion it is out here. And Prince Ottivere seemed a bit of alright. He'd look after me. Who knows, maybe he'd even let me snuggle up to him in front of the fire to keep warm - "
Before she could continue, the Doctor had thrust open the TARDIS doors, stepped out, hauled Rose back a few steps, and dragged her into the console room, slamming the door behind them. Still holding her by the wrist, the Doctor stared down at Rose as she smirked up at him in victory; but her smile faltered when she saw his dark eyes. Then, before she could truly register what was happening, he'd hauled her even closer to him, tilted his head, and pressed his lips to hers forcefully.
"You will not, under any circumstances, be snuggling up to Prince Ottivere," the Doctor insisted when he tore his lips away, his forehead lingering against hers.
She swallowed thickly. "Okay," she agreed. Then she grinned. "See? I told you the kissing thing would be fun."
The Doctor arched an eyebrow. "That you did."
"Wanna see if it's even more fun the second time 'round?"
"I could be tempted," he said quietly, tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.
"That's good," she replied.
"Yes," he agreed, staring down at her intensely.
"Yes." Rose bit her lip, looking up at him uncertainly. "So..."
"You were right. Earlier."
"Course I was. 'Bout what?"
"I would miss you," he confessed then, tracing his thumb across her cheek. "I'd miss you so much."
She fought back a smile of delight, and simply murmured, "Good."
He gave her a slow, sexy smile, and ducked his head, capturing her lips again.
It turned out that that night, kissing was still fun the forty-eighth time 'round.