Hello everyone! I totally forgot to introduce myself earlier. Silly me. My pen name's Aquafire. After reading so many wonderful stories on this beloved website for years, I finally found the courage to start writing some fanfiction of my own. I'm not much of a writer, so any constructive criticism will be welcomed by me. Please no flames, noob here XD. So just like the tin says, these are just a bunch of snippets from Nine and Rose's lives.

Btw, I'm a major Nine/Rose Shipper. I love these two with an unhealthy passion. Seriously, it's ridiculous. I might end up ruining my life over this show!

I love the intense chemistry shared by these two characters. They are very honest and open with each other, and the loyalty and trust that they have has raised my standards to epic proportions. I'm gonna stay single forever at this rate. Sigh. Any-hoo, who's your favorite ship, if you have one?

Last thing, there are spoilers regarding an actual animated short called, "Alma" in this story. It's a creepy yet intriguing short, if you haven't seen it already. If you aren't scared by dolls, you might like it...maybe. Haha.

Alright, here we go…

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The Doctor's head slammed onto the bottom of the console when he heard Rose shrill out, "NOOOO!" He hastily scrambled away from his usual TARDIS maintenance and ran towards the TV Room, where he knew Rose had gone to earlier to kill time.

"Rose! I'm coming for you!" he shouted in worry as he kicked the door open with his boots.

He found her with both hands on either sides of her cheeks, face horrified, as she dragged her skin down causing her eyes to comically distort.

"What th-"

"You dumb kid! Don't touch the doll!" she shrieked hysterically at the television that was playing some sort of 3D animation movie.

The Doctor deflated in relief. He seriously panicked, thinking for a second that some nasty alien had somehow ended up on board and was hurting Rose, but nooo, here she was, freaking out over some silly human show. Of course. Rolling his eyes, he turned towards the screen to observe a young child grabbing a miniature doll version of herself, only to have her soul trapped within it permanently. He cringed. Why was Rose watching this stuff?

She visibly shuddered before muttering, "Well, I'll never view dolls the same way again, especially if they are suspiciously dressed like me. So, what's up Doctor? Needed somethin'?"

The Doctor blanched. "I thought you were in danger, with the way you were screaming! Hit mah head on the console, I did, no thanks to you," he accused as he rubbed the bruise that he was sure was forming on his forehead. Rose noticed the bump and crossed over to him in worry.

"Oh, lemme see that."

She brushed her fingers gently over the area, completely missing the way the Doctor's breath hitched at that moment.

"Ooh, that looks bumpy alright. I'm sorry, Doctor," she whispered apologetically. She blew on the injury with such tenderness, that it caused the Time Lord's hearts to melt into putty (metaphorically of course).

"I'll get you an ice pack, just rest here for a mo'."

He couldn't help but humor her as she walked out to the hall towards the kitchen. His superior biology made sure that minor scrapes and bruises would heal within a few hours, unlike the primitive ones humans had which took much longer time. But, seeing as he was going to get pampered by Rose…well, he just couldn't say no to that. "Fantastic!" he replied, a bit too excitedly as he sat down on their sofa and made himself comfortable.

Fantastic indeed.

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So, whatchya think guys?

Sneaky Doctor is sneaky! XD