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 1: Thank each of you for favoring/following/commenting on this story as well as all the PMs I have received, you guy are wonderful. Please continue to review and enjoy my story.

Clara walked into the control room of the TARDIS still in her pajamas, her hair piled high on her head in a messy bun. Her slippers making a soft shuffling sound she moved up to the promenaded of the room, covering an exhausted yawn with the back of her hand as she approached the Doctor. Standing next to him she waited till he was finished with his latest computation before speaking.

"Don't you ever take a break from all of this?" she asked as she gestured toward the chalk board.

Ignoring her question he gazed at her, his eyes becoming concerned before asking, "Are you not feeling well, you look like you have gone ten rounds with a celestial mere cat and lost."

Rolling her eyes she shook her head, "I am fine Doctor."

"Good then hurry and get dressed, there is a planet made of blue crystal just waiting to be explored by us." Hurrying down the stairs he started to type in the coordinates, "I have heard that if you place the crystals in your mouth they dissolve and taste like sweet rock candy."

"No Doctor." She stated firmly moving sluggishly down the stairs to his side, "We are not going to go anywhere. We are having a down day."

"What is a down day?" He asked confused by the concept a day could be down.

Smiling at him she explained patiently, "It is when a person stays in the jammies all day, eating ice cream and all sorts of junk food. Usually they watch movies on the telly and nap whenever they like, not thinking about anything in particular."

Shifting his body so he was leaning on the console of his ship he crossed his arms before retorting, "Why would somebody do that when there is so much to do?"

Sighing she shrugged, "Because, unlike Time Lords, we humans need to shut down for a bit to reenergize."

"So is that what you're going to do today instead of seeing a planet made of sugary blue crystals." He inquired.

"Nope that is not what I am going to do; it is something we are going to do." She clarified as she grabbed his hands and led him out of the console room. "So come on Doctor, I am going to teach you how to have a down day."

"I really don't think I am going to like it." He protested as they entered the parlor of the TARDIS.

"Sorry you don't have a choice, you are going to have a down day with me. Tomorrow we will see the planet and indulge your sweet tooth."

"I don't have a sweet tooth, Clara."

"Says the man, who puts so much sugar in his coffee it overflows the rim." She countered as she pushed him down on the comfy couch the TARDIS graciously applied. Using the remote she turned on the telly and the blue-ray opening a cabinet she pulled out two movies. "So what would you like to watch "Labyrinth" or "The Princess Bride"?

Huffing he crossed his arms and gave her a look of irritation before replying sarcastically, "Oh let's watch them both they sound so entertaining."

"Okay we will watch both of them." She smugly decided.

He replied rolling his eyes, "I see sarcasm is a waste on you today."

"Yes it is. You are not getting out of this Doctor." She stated as she placed "Labyrinth" into the player cueing it to play before turning to face him, "No, this won't do."

Moving close to him she pulled him up with a strength he never expected. Standing in front of her he asked even more confused by her actions, "What won't do?"

Using her hands she gestured to his white shirt and coat, "You can't have a down day looking like you are dressing to leave the TARDIS." Without asking she reached for his wrists and expertly removed his cufflinks placing them on the table beside the couch she began to unbutton his navy blue coat.

Trying, ineffectively to bat her hands away from his clothes he huffed in exasperation, "Clara, what are you doing?"

Pulling his coat off his shoulders she answered as she placed it on one of the side chairs, "I am not going to sit by you with that scratchy coat on. Now hush Doctor." She finished as she unbuttoned his vest, removing it then placing it on the chair with his coat.

Grabbing her hands he exclaimed, "Stop, Clara I am capable enough to make my wardrobe more relaxing for the down day you are insistent in having."

"Well get on with it while I go some food from the kitchen." Turning from him she called back as she exited the room, "When I return I expect you to be in down day mode."

"Of course, Miss control freak." He said under his breath so she could not hear or so he thought.

Peeking her head back in the room Clara commented loudly, "And don't call me a control freak."

Her voice startled him causing him to jump, taking a deep breath he released the first two buttons of his white shirt, then rolled up the sleeves to his elbow. Sitting down he spoke to the empty room, "I wonder how she knew what I said?" Deciding to get more comfortable he removed his shoes and positioned his feet on the table in front of the sofa. Staring at the wall he waited impatiently, wanting nothing more then to have this day done and over with.

Clara hurriedly got the snacks together and rushed back to the parlor hoping that the Doctor was still in there, instead of disappearing into the deep recesses of the TARDIS. Entering, she almost dropped the tray she was holding as she observed the scene before her. It had to be a crime for a man to look so masculine on a down day; immediately she felt her body reacting to the sight of him before her.

Shaking her head she moved purposely into the room hoping she could hide her arousal, "I am glad to see you did as you were told."

"Yes, let's get on with it, so we do something more exciting and less boring."

Placing the food on the table she sat next to him, leaning next to his side she picked up the remote and pressed play before imploring, "Give it a chance, Doctor you may find that it is not as boring as you think."

Rolling his eyes he spoke as the title sequence of the movie began, "I highly doubt it."

Moving from his side briefly, she retrieved the popcorn then settled back in, trying to ignore the scent of him surrounding her and her body's reaction to it. She was relieved when the actress started to recite the first lines of the film to her dog allowing her to focus on something else besides the man sitting next to her.

To Clara's amazement, the Doctor limited his comments to a few words like "really, that's absurd, unbelievable" as they watched the film. Sometime during the bog of eternal stench scene, his arm fell across her shoulders, his fingertips caressing her upper arm as his other hand dipped into the popcorn bowl she was holding. Snuggling closer she placed her head on his shoulder, a sense of warmth and comfort surrounding her and soon she fell asleep in her new position.

Around the final scene of the film the Doctor heard a light snore from the women nestled next to him, looking down at her he smiled contently. He gently pushed back a piece of her hair that had fallen across her forehead wrapping his arm more tightly around her. He would never admit it out loud to her but her idea of a down day was exactly what he needed.

He loved being the one to help others which often incorporating saving the day. But she was right sometimes he just needed to relax and he couldn't think of a better way to relax then being next to her doing nothing more than watching a movie holding her in his arms. The ending credits began to cross the screen as Clara started to awaken opening her eyes she found him staring at her smiling.

She returned his smile as she placed her small hand on his chest lifting her body up from him, "I can't think of a time where I have slept on such a wonderful pillow."

Chuckling he grin broadened, "I have been compared to less comfortable things in my long life ten a pillow." Moving his arm from behind her he stood up and stretched his back, "May I suggest, we take a brief break from our down day before we start the next film."

Eyes widening at his comment she tilted her head in disbelief, "You want to continue?"

"Well of course I do, however I want to choose the next film." He stated as he moved to the cabinet to retrieve his choice.

"And what film will you be choosing?" She asked as she rose from the couch stretching her own stiff muscles.

"Oh one I have been curious about for a while now." He said as he continued to rummage through the collection of movies, "Ah ha and here it is." Turning to face her he held up the movie for her to see wiggling his eyebrows.

Falling onto the couch she laughed hysterically, "Seriously Doctor, you want to watch that one?"

"Yes I am serious Clara and I really don't appreciate your laughter on the matter." He huffed as he placed the disk into the player.

Trying to stifle her laughter she moved over to give him a space to sit, "Sorry, press play and let's satisfy your curiosity, but you can't watch it with the lights on though."

"No problem." He said as his raised his head to the ceiling before sitting next to her, "Decrease light level by seventy five percent please."

As the lights dimmed the Doctor lifted his arm and gestured with his eyes, taking his cue she burrowed her body next to his, pulling her close to him they settled in as the title sequence for the movie "Alien" crossed the screen.

Ahh the joy of fluffiness, I really needed some after the last few chapters. Don't worry more sweet fluffiness is still to come and for those who want some more angst and conflict that will be coming soon as well. Flydye8/Heintz571