Title: A Day and Life on the TARDIS
Author: Flydye8/Heintz571
Pairings: Clara/12th Doctor
Rating: T (just to be on the safe side)
Summary: This is a collection of stories about the times in-between Clara's and the Doctor's adventures. The ones we never see; because we all know once you starting living with someone, life always gets more interesting. The stories are primarily fluffiness, domestication, and a loving friendship taking place after "Last Christmas".
Author's Note: I am writing these because the ideas keep distracting me from writing on my other 12/Clara stories, so I figured, I might as well get them out of my head and penned down. I usually don't take requests, but if there is a storyline you want to see written put your requests in the comments, I will see what ideas come to me. Happy reading.
Clara walked out of her room, in her light blue robe, her hair wrapped in a towel, into the kitchen area of the TARDIS for her morning coffee.
Moving toward the cupboards she reached for her favorite yellow mug with a smiling face painted on it, only to almost drop it when she heard the Doctor bellow, "Really Clara, do you think you could put something more on besides just your robe before frolicking around the TARDIS."
"You told me to make myself at home, so this is me doing what I'm told."
"Yes, but I didn't mean dressed like that." He retorted.
Turning to face him she leaned against the counter, seeing that he was dressed similarly to her, except his robe was black with white verticals stripes, "Seriously Doctor, you look just like me, besides I always get my coffee before I finish getting ready for the day."
Turning from him she pours her coffee into her mug adding cream and sugar to the dark liquid, reaching over her, the Doctor retrieves his own mug, as he continues to complain, "How many times do I have to tell you. We don't look anything alike."
Seeing him place his cup on the counter, she pours coffee into his mug and hands him the sugar bowl, "I bet I know something we do exactly alike." She smirks before taking a sip of her drink, watching him add enormous amounts of sugar to his.
"Well, don't keep me in suspense; do tell me how are we exactly alike." He responds sarcastically, taking a tentative sip of his coffee, making a face, he moves to add more sugar to it.
"Well, we are both naked under our robes." Seeing his movements stop a surprised look on his face, she laughs as she exits the kitchen.
Watching her leave, he smiles taking another sip of his coffee, life on the TARDIS has just gotten more interesting he thinks as he returns to his room to finish preparing for the day.