This is for iulik who wanted to see the Doctor and Jack answer questions about each other!

So, ignore my perviness in this upload...I'm super tired, but I had to write it xD

"Hiya folks!" Nickel waves at her audience as the theme music plays. "Welcome back to this week's edition of 'Who Wants To Be A Companion?!' Today on our show, we have two very special guests! Back stage, we have the Tenth Doctor," she pauses, allowing the audience to applaud, "and Captain Jack Harkness!" The audience applauds again and Nickel grins. "So, here's what's going to happen; I'm going to bring them out, one at a time, and ask them the same questions. But, here's the twist! They'll be answering about each other!" There are many "ooh"s and "ahh"s heard from the audience.

One woman in the audience crosses her arms and frowns. "Well, that's not very entertaining!" she calls out. There's a collective gasp as she gets hit in the face with a laser beam and dies"

Nickel whistles innocently as she tucks the Master's laser screwdriver back into her jacket pocket. "Anymore interruptions?" she asks her terrified audience. "No? I didn't think so… Please welcome our first guest: THE DOCTOR!"

The Doctor waves at the audience as he walks out from backstage. He wraps Nickel in a hug. "Hallo!" he grins. "Good to see you, Nickel…you know…fully dres—"

Nickel shushes him, giggling, "Not in front of the kids!" She winks slyly at him, showing that there is no harm done.

Understanding dawns on the Doctor. "Right, sorry!"

Waving it off, Nickel smiles. "That's alright! So, Doctor, you know the rules?" The Doctor nods. "And you know you're answering about Captain Jack, right?" He nods again and Nickel claps her hands together. "Well, let's get started then!" The lighting dims as some serious music starts to play. The Doctor and Nickel put on their brainy specs simultaneously. "So," Nickel begins, "Donna, Rose, and Martha. Which would Jack shag, marry, and push off a cliff?"

The audience titters at Nickel's question, but none dare protest.

The Doctor however, laughs, his eyes twinkling. "Oh, he would shag all three! No doubts!"

Nickel shakes her head and chuckles at the Doctor's answer, but moves on. "Why does Jack wear what he does?"

Tilting his head adorably, the Doctor raises a brow. "What, the military coat?" Nickel nods. "Aw, that's an easy one! He wears it because it makes him feel powerful!" he states matter-of-factly. Conspiringly, he leans closer to Nickel. "Mind you, not that it actually does…it actually just makes him look like an immortal prat!" He laughs as the audience gasps. He holds his hands up in surrender, "I'm joking!" He then shakes his head and mouths "not really, though."

Nickel laughs throughout the Doctor's entire answer. She clutches at her sore abdomen muscles and manages to gasp out in between guffaws, "Which of your regenerations does Jack think is the hottest?"

"I'd have to say this one," the Doctor winks, "especially when I'm wearing a leather jacket!" Someone in the audience starts to wolf whistle, but ceases immediately upon seeing Nickel's jealous glare.

Smoothing down her hair, Nickel turns back to the Doctor. "Final question! What do you think Jack would say if he were to see your eleventh incarnation today?" A clip of the 11th Doctor talking to Rory holding a mop and wearing a fez starts to play on a screen behind them.

Paling slightly, the Doctor thinks for a moment. "I think he would laugh, tell me how utterly sexy I am, and ask what's up with the bow tie! Then he would ask me out…again…"

Getting up and hugging the Doctor, Nickel smiles. "Well, thank you very much Doctor, I'll see you later!" Leaning in closer to whisper into his ear, her eyes twinkle devilishly. "Don't forget the whipped cream!"

The Doctor leaves, grinning like a madman and there is a short commercial break before the game show music starts back up. "Welcome back to 'Who Wants To Be A Companion?!' Nickel addresses her audience watching at home. "Please welcome our next guest: CAPTAIN JACK HARKNESS!"

"Hello!" Jack salutes her. "Good to see you, Nickel…you know…fully dres—"

Nickel shushes him as well, giggling. "Not in front of the kids!" she insists, winking. Turning to the audience, Nickel smirks. "That's RIGHT folks! I GET THEM BOTH!" she brags before laughing at their heartbroken expressions. Jack clearing his throat brings her back to reality. "Right, sorry! So, Jack, you know the rules?" He nods. "And you know you're answering about the Doctor, right?" He nods again. "Well, let's get started then!" The lighting dims once again as serious music starts to play. Jack winks at the audience, causing everyone to swoon. "So—Donna, Rose, Martha. Which would the Doctor shag, marry, and push off a cliff?"

Jack laughs. "Oh, that's too easy. He would shag Donna, marry Rose (obviously), and push Martha off a cliff." Leaning closer to Nickel, he whispers into her ear, "He never actually liked Martha in the first place."

Nickel rolls her eyes. "Okay then. Why does the Doctor wear what he does?"

"What, the suit he never takes off?" Nickel nods. "Haha! He wears it because it makes him feel smart! Mind you, it actually does…but my point still stands! And, to be honest, he looks smart in more ways than one!"

When Jack looks off towards backstage, waggling his eyebrows suggestively and licking his lips, Nickel clears her throat awkwardly. "Which of his regenerations does the Doctor think is the hottest?"

Jack doesn't even take a second's pause. "I'd have to say the one he's in now…when he's wearing a leather jacket! Only a leather jacket." There are more wolf whistles and Nickel glares at the audience again, only to realize it was her and Jack whistling. She twirls her hair around her finger flirtatiously. "Final question! What do you think the Doctor would say if he were to see his 11th incarnation today?" She plays the clip of the eleventh Doctor talking to Rory holding a mop and wearing a fez.

Smirking, Jack leans back in his chair. "I think he would curse the fact that he's still not ginger! And then tell me that, like bananas, fezzes are cool…"

Nickel grins. "Well, thank you very much Jack, I'll see you later!" She hugs him and whispers into his ear, "Don't forget the chocolate sauce!" With another wave and a smirk, Jack leaves. "Well folks, that's our show! Tune in next time to 'Who Wants To Be A Companion?!' Cause, really, anything could happen!"