Curious Cat

Prompt: "courage"

From: abbytemple

Words: 411

When Donna woke up, it was a normal day. At least, as normal as it could be on the TARDIS. She had missed her alarm, taken a too-long shower, and gotten dressed in a mix of her own clothes and TARDIS-provided ones. Although she was on a spaceship that could travel in time, therefore, one was never sure how much time had passed, by Donna's internal and physical clocks, it was noon.

Donna made her way to the kitchen, where, thanks to her constant nagging, there was always at least some human, non-exotic food. She was looking forward to a nice, normal breakfast. Looking back, Donna didn't know what she was thinking—she was with the Doctor for someone's sake! Nothing was normal.

She was still half asleep, as she, like most human beings, woke up only after a cup of coffee. Blearily, Donna came up to the coffeemaker and was about to make the first cup when she heard a yell.

"Finn, no!" it was undoubtedly the Doctor's voice. "Finn, stop!"

An orange ball flew into the kitchen, landing on Donna's head. Not far behind it was the Doctor, dressed in his usual clothes, except without the suit jacket.

"Doctor," Donna was tired and not amused. "What is on my head?"

"It's. . ." the Doctor gulped. "A kitten."

"A kitten?" Donna repeated. "Why is there a flippin' kitten on my head?"

"I couldn't just leave him!" the Doctor cried.

"Leave him where?" Donna asked.

"You should have been there!" the Doctor cried.

"Why wasn't I?"

"You were asleep," the Doctor allowed himself a smirk.

"Ah," nodded Donna.

"I landed in Paris in 1920 to buy some bread," the Doctor continued. "And I also bought some of those little fish that I like—you know the ones I'm talking about!"

Donna allowed herself a small groan. The Doctor's obsession with the 'little fish' (neither knew what they were called) was worrying, but not overly so.

"But the bag I was carrying them in broke," the Doctor wailed. "I didn't know that until I was entering the TARDIS!"

"And?"

"And the kitten followed the fish!" the Doctor waved his arms at the not-so-great finale of his tale.

"So let me get this straight," Donna smirked. "You led the cat into the TARDIS, and when he decided to stay, you, overcome by the cuteness, let him?"

The Doctor nodded sheepishly, "Can we keep him?"

Donna rolled her eyes and grabbed her coffee.

Ahh, daily life on the TARDIS!