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6am

"Donna Noble, Rose Tyler; could you two please hurry up and get dressed so we can actually go somewhere?!" The Doctor shouted through closed doors to his two silent companions. He was getting increasingly mardy; he'd wanted to leave hours ago, and they always took forever. Women. While his feet were itching to get on new land and to see what awaited them, they were content to while away their short lives with pointless things like sleep. Pfft.

The Doctor banged on Rose's door, the thud echoing deep into the room beyond. 'Rose, open up! Now!'

There was no response from the human inside. Damn her.

"Right, that's it- I'm coming in!" The Doctor announced, on hearing no movement behind the door. Serve her right for ignoring him, the rude girl-

The Doctor flung the door open and strode in- to find Rose still fast asleep. Still asleep... at this hour? He shuddered at the very thought.

He walked over and shook her roughly. "Oi, wake up!"

"Go 'way." Rose muttered thickly, her voice muffled in the pillow.

"Rose, come on." He ordered, his voice brisk with impatience. "Places to go, people to see, souvenirs to nick... the usual. It awaits, Rose! "

"Not at…' Rose checked the clock with bleary eyes. The sleepiness clouding her eyes momentarily vanished as she realised the time. '6am! Not place is worth getting up for at 6am, Doctor."

"Rose, please." He pressed, hearing- and not particularly liking- the whine his voice had adopted.

"6am." She stated flatly, and burrowed once more under the voluminous depths of her duvet, until only a small tuft of yellow remained.

"Rose…" He whined desperately- how could she be doing this to him?!

"Six. A... M."

"I will drag you right out of bed, woman- don't imagine I wouldn't." The Doctor threatened the mound in the duvet.

"Go ahead." Rose's voice was muffled and disdainful, as if she highly doubted he would ever dare do such a thing. "There's only one six o'clock in a day, Doctor, and that's 6pm."

"I'll do it Rose, I'm not kidding." The Doctor growled, but even he could see that his efforts were getting him nowhere. His voice was now underlined with childish surliness as he watched what remained of his argument drift away as Rose yawned.

"6am." Rose snapped again, and disappeared entirely under the duvet. Not even a single strand of yellow decorated the white of the duvet now- if not for the lump, the Doctor wouldn't even have known she was there.

The Doctor sighed, finally admitting defeat.

"Fine, I'll go and try Donna- my new best friend." He tried, but the duvet-shrouded lump that Rose had become refused to take the bait.

"I think you should."

The Doctor paused only to cross his arms and pout at the bulge before he rose and stomped off, leaving Rose's room with a loud bang of its door. She smiled into her pillow, the light around her stained an off whitish by the duvet over her head; content in the knowledge that she had finally won an argument. Blimey, it was about time.

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The Doctor walked into Donna's room, pushed open the door and only then knocked on it. His new best friend was snoring- loudly- with her face turned away from him, copper red hair spilling over her pillow like those fury octopi from the planet Ocenia. But flattened.

"Dooonnna...." He sang from the doorway- he didn't really fancy his chances of not getting a Noble Slap if he ventured any closer. The snoring cut off abruptly.

"Go away spaceman." She growled. "It's six in the morning."

The Doctor sighed again- that was the only problem with having Donna and Rose on board; he never ever won an argument anymore.

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