Baking, Because
Prompt: "the Doctor bakes cookies, and they have cookies a la mode and tea"
From: ErinKenobi2893
Words: 261
The Doctor leaned against the console, looking at a folded piece of paper. He'd found it buried in the couch cushions of the TARDIS family room. It looked familiar, the edges tinted pink and vaguely smelling of sea breeze hand lotion. He unfolded it and held it up to his face, then, giving up of squinting, put on his glasses. The word "Cookies", as a header of sorts, came into view first, in loopy, familiar handwriting.
He sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. The ingredients followed, the standard mix of sugar, eggs, and flour. Under that, was another header, which read, "Ice-Cream". He grinned at the smiley face at the bottom of the paper as it blurred in and out of view.
Donna rolled off the couch in her room at a knock at the door. Quickly, she tied her bath robe and ran to open it. The Doctor, holding a tray, was standing at the threshold, a large smile on his face.
"What is . . ." Donna let him in and he put the tray onto the coffee table.
"Cookies," he gestured to one plate, piled high with soft cookies, which emitted a banana scent, and then to another, upon which were ice-cream sandwiches. Then, he held up a bowl, "And ice-cream."
Donna's eyes widened and she lifted her eyebrows. But, despite the surprise, she smiled back and took the cup of tea he offered. She didn't know why he'd come in and offered, like he did.
But she made room for him on the couch.