AN: A short chapter as a filler, because we couldn't think of what to do...
Chapter 5: A Plan in Progress
Rose Tyler leaned back in her chair in utter and complete satisfaction.
'Thank you!' she cried as she fondled the hard drive the nerdy-looking Japanese man had handed her. Feeling embarrassed, he bobbed his head politely.
'This is the completed version,' he told her. 'It should be ready to air in a few months. The advertising's all up and this should be greatly anticipated.'
'I'm sure it'll be brilliant,' Rose assured him. 'Thank you so much. I can hardly wait!'
The man went rather red, although this was mainly because he had a crush on Rose.
'Are all the satellites ready?' she asked.
He nodded rigorously.
Rose smiled and stood up, basically towering over him. 'Good man.'
And then she patted his head.
After locking the soundproof door and dimming the lights, Rose settled onto a soft loveseat and with great drama she pressed the play button. It was her new anime, Love Me, a rather sappy and melodramatic series which was bound for high ratings.
However, there were bigger plans for Love Me.
Rose wasn't really done with aliens. She never was. The Doctor had changed everything for her. And even though she'd met a lot of bad aliens, she'd met tons of wonderful aliens too.
This show was for them.
Rose wasn't stupid. She'd learnt a lot during her time in the parallel Torchwood, and something they'd been working on was hypersatellite broadcast technology to try and obtain information from different planets. Rose helped develop the prototype and refined the actual satellite, which was released secretly into space shortly before she left.
The current satellite was supposed to receive information and send it to Torchwood, but with some neat hacking after she left, Rose was able to reverse the signals; out to the aliens. Here in Japan, with its much more sophisticated technology, she was able to create a satellite dish that would transmit signals to the Torchwood hypersatellite and broadcast them to alien satellites. Entertainment to the extraterrestrial. Rose's gift to the aliens.
A smile stretched across Rose's face as she previewed the series, thinking of the would-be success it would gain. It would be out of this world.
Blowing her nose and wiping tears of soppiness-overload from her cheeks, Rose unplugged the hard drive and skipped out of the private theatre, stopping at the nerdy-looking Japanese man's office.
'I watched it!' she announced through tears after a hasty bow. 'It was so beautiful!'
The man bowed back, blushing hard –very hard.
Rose stared at him, unable to comprehend why his face had begun to resemble Ron Weasley's hair.
'Are you all right?' she asked. 'Do you have a fever coming on?'
'No, no,' mumbled the Japanese man.
'Your face is very red,' observed Rose.
The man went redder, if possible, and then he mumbled something very quickly, and sped off in the opposite direction.