Oh god I'm so sorry I forgot about this story... You must hate me now. I'm having another go, now?
3rd Person POV
Jack sat down, stretching his legs and yawning. He'd been up for hours working on the stupid thing. He practically had the thing working twice as hard, but with no results. Just as his eyelids started to droop, though, a loud POP! alerted him. He jumped to his feet in an instant, and blinked it the sudden darkness. "Oh f-" He was cut off by a certain red-head storming in.
"What in the bloody hell did you do?!" Donna all but shouted.
The male had the decency to look sheepish. "I don't know, overworked it and drained the battery or something?" He quickly got out of reach, in case she decided to lash out.
"Well, fix it or something!" She fumed. He groaned loudly.
Eh, sorry it's short. I'm trying here! Whatever muse I had for this chapter went down the toilet, but I promise the next one will be better (and won't take over 6 months)