"You know all this running around and saving the world business gets a little tiring," Jack said from within the walk in pantry of the TARDIS kitchen. "That's why I think we all need to take a break and have some fun."

"We have fun when we're traveling," the Doctor called to him from where he was sitting next to his other companion at the table. "Right, Rose?"

She nodded, "Yeah, it's great!"

"I don't mean that kind of fun," Jack said. "I mean fun fun. Like party fun."

The ex-time agent returned to his friends, carrying a large bottle of a clear liquid. He set the bottle on the table with a smirk and gestured to it.

"I say we have a drinking game," he declared with a grin.

"Is that hypervodka?" The Doctor said as his eyes widened.

"Oh yeah."

"No," the Doctor shook his head. "No, no, absolutely not."

"Why not?" Rose smiled. "I think it sounds very fun. And I'd quite like to see you two get drunk."

"See? Rose agrees with me," Jack smiled. "And are you gonna disagree with her?"

"I, for one, do not want to see you drunk, Jack," the Doctor grunted and crossed his arms. "And I don't fancy getting drunk either."

"What, 'fraid you might do something reckless?" Jack put an arm around the Doctor's shoulders with a cheesy grin.

"No," the Doctor snorted and pushed Jack away. "I just don't fancy a hangover."

"I thought you said Time Lords didn't get hangovers," Rose smirked, giving him a tongue in teeth grin.

"Er, I don't," he replied. "With regular tonics. But hypervodka is another story."

"Oh come on, Doctor," Rose rolled his eyes. "Why don't you live a little? What's the worst that could happen?"

"Yeah, please?" Jack whined, giving the Doctor a failed attempt at puppy-dog eyes.

"I don't think we should…" the Doctor trailed off.

"Fine then," Rose said and got up from the table. "You don't have to play."

She reached forward, snatching the bottle and then proceeded to walk toward the door.

"Come on, Jack," she grabbed the man by his suspenders and pulled him away. "Let's go to the longue so we won't have party-pooper here to bother us."

"Oh I couldn't agree more, dear," Jack winked at the Doctor before wrapping an arm around Rose's shoulders. The two had only barely walked out the door before the Doctor called out, "Fine! I'll play your stupid game!"

"Yay!" Jack and Rose cheered in unison.

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Around twenty minutes later, the three time travelers were seated among pillows on the lounge floor in a triangle shape with the hypervodka bottle at the center. All of them were giggling happily and most assuredly drunk. Jack had come up with the rules for their truth or dare drinking game. When it was a player's turn, they got to pick who they wanted to ask, "truth or dare?" If the victim chose truth, then the asker would try to guess a truth about them. If the asker got the fact wrong, then the he or she would take a drink, and vice versa. For dare, the victim would take a shot before the asker chose what he or she would do.

"Those are some detailed rules for a party game," the Doctor had said after Jack explained.

"It makes it all so much better," Jack had grinned. "I used to play this for hours with the boys in London during the war."

Currently, all the players were sticking to the truth half of the game and having the time of their lives trying to guess each others' secrets.

"Alright, alright," Rose giggled with a hiccup. "'S my turn… and I pick Jack as my victim."

"Delighted to be," he winked.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth!"

"Hmm," Rose scrunched up her nose as she thought up a truth. Then she grinned and stated, "You've shagged the wall before."

"Mm, you got me," Jack smirked, grabbing the hypervodka and taking a swig. "And it was good too."

Rose and the Doctor burst into a fit of laughs with Jack joining in after he'd gulped down the tonic. Once their laugher had subsided into giggles, the Doctor wrapped his arm around Rose's neck and pulled her face to face with him.

"My turn, and you are my victim, Miss Rose," he grinned goofily and bopped her nose with his finger, making Rose giggle. "Truth or Dare?"

"Truth!"

Jack let out a groan and said, "Why don't any of you do dare? None of us have and we're missin' half the game!"

"Oh you want a dare then?" The Doctor turned to him with a wild expression on his face, but still kept his hold on Rose. "Then you can be my victim this turn. So, truth or dare?"

"Da-are," Jack drawled and took a shot of the drink. "Hit me with your best shot, time boy."

"I dare you to…" the Doctor pondered for a while and then turned to Rose. "What should I make 'im do, my sweet?"

"Oi! No gettin' opinions or other players!" Jack waggled a finger at the two and Rose laughed.

"Fine then," the Doctor grinned. "I've made up my mind… and I dare you to sing us a song and dance!"

Rose wrapped her arms around the Doctor's waist and laughed happily, "Oh yes! Sing us a song, Jack!"

Jack set the bottle of hypervodka back on the ground and then stood up shakily. He swayed where he stood for a few moments before getting his bearings and clearing his throat.

"I'm… too sexy for my shirt," He sang and began shaking his hips to the rhythm of his words. "Too sexy for my shirt, so sexy it hurts!"

"Oh, Rassilon," the Doctor started as Jack sang, and then began laughing loudly with Rose.

"I'm a model, you know what I mean?" Jack sang while striking a very provocative pose. "And I do my little turn on the catwalk. Yeah on the catwalk, on the catwalk yeah," he spun around very ungracefully and placed his hands on his sashaying hips. "I shake my little toosh on the catwalk!"

As Jack continued to sing and dance to his song, the Doctor and Rose were rolling on the floor and laughing their hearts out. When Jack finished by falling back to the ground, it took them all quite a while to calm down their laughs.

"That," Rose started„ wiping away her tears from laughing so hard. "That was the bes' performance ever."

"Told ya dares were fun," Jack smirked as he caught his breath back. "And now 's my turn."

"Who ya gonna choose?" The Doctor pulled himself back up into a sitting position.

"You," Jack said in a sing-song voice. "Truth or dare?"

"Oh why not. Dare," the Doctor said and took a shot of hypervodka. "Humor me."

Jack looked directly at him and said seriously, "Dare ya to kiss Rose."

The Doctor's face went pale. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, turning to look at Rose and then at Jack. Rose had her eyebrows raised while Jack had a cheeky grin on his face.

"Er," the Doctor started.

"Well?" Jack smirked and then nodded to Rose. "Get on with it. You know the rules."

The Doctor bit his lip and turned to Rose. He hadn't realized he was sitting so close to her. She had an expectant, but mischievous smile on her face and in the lounge's lighting, she looked absolutely beautiful. Well, she always looked beautiful…

Leaning forward, the Doctor took a deep breath and then pressed his lips to hers firmly. It felt wonderful. The Doctor wanted nothing more than to just snog Rose for the rest of their intoxicated evening. But it seemed he still had a sense of himself, even in his inebriated state, and pulled away after a few moments, his eyes looking everywhere but at Rose.

"That was it?" Jack said disappointedly. He was lying on his stomach with his head propped up in his hands and his lip pouted. "Wow, you really are a party-pooper."

The Doctor rubbed the back of his neck nervously, his skin growing warmer. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see that Rose had scooted closer to him.

"Truth or dare?" she murmured to him, her eyes hooded and a sly smile on her face.

The Doctor gulped, "Dare?"

Rose reached forward and ran her fingers along his tie, unloosening it slowly. The Doctor watched her clever fingers before bringing his gaze to hers. Rose blinked at him slowly and moved her mouth closer to his.

"Dare you to kiss me again," she whispered, her breath ghosting over his lips.

He didn't need her to command him twice. He captured her mouth with his, roughly working his lips against hers. Brining a hand up, he threaded it in Rose's hair while she wrapped her arms around his neck. She pulled him to her forcefully, so that they fell back against the floor, their mouths never separating. The Doctor couldn't help himself but moan when Rose opened her mouth, letting his tongue rub against hers. Time seemed to stop around him, the world tilting and disappearing. All he could feel was Rose; her mouth on his and his body pressed over hers.

"Finally!" Jack said loudly, bringing the two back from the stars. The Doctor pulled away from Rose and sat up, brining Rose with him.

"What? We're you wanting'us to snog?" the Doctor laughed, and placed a kiss to the head of his giggling Rose.

"Duh!" Jack smirked. "You two's sexual tension was drivin' me mad!"

"Driving you mad?" Rose said. "Was drivin' me insane! Now, come back here, my Docta."

Rose grabbed the Doctor's head and brought his mouth to hers once more, much to his delight.

"Oi, oi, before you two shag each other right there," Jack interrupted them as he stood up and walked very groggily over to them. "I wanna take my last turn before I go throw up and pass out in the bathroom."

"Mmph, make it quick," the Doctor grumbled when Rose released him. "Who you picking?"

"Both of you," Jack grinned. "Truth or dare, lovebirds?"

"Truth," Rose giggled as the Doctor lost interest in Jack and resumed kissing the side of Rose's face sloppily.

"You guys ever fancied a threesome?" Jack said cockily.

"Drink," Rose and the Doctor commanded in unison.