He would just have to stick them in the washing machine.
That daft alien, Donna thought.
Donna raced into the console room, and the Doctor noticed the look of fury on his friends face. He gulped at what she was holding in her hand.
A pair of red socks. The pair he had been wearing that very day.
He adverted his eyes back to Donna's face. Her nostrils were flaring, a really, really bad sign.
'OI TIME BOY, HOW MANY TIMES, REDS DON'T GO IN WITH WHITES! EVERYTHING IS NOW PINK!'
A/N Hi all ! I've had writers block , but I'm now back !
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