[TARDIS Library]
'Mean flower wakes up,' the TARDIS whispers into the Time Lady's mind.
She responds with a warm smile, 'Thank you, Bluette!'
With that, the Alchemist steps out of the library, heading toward the first kitchen to prepare breakfast for the trio.
[TARDIS First Kitchen]
The Alchemist is busy pulling out ingredients when Rose walks in.
"Good morning, Rose!" the Alchemist calls out, pulling a flour container from one of the sleek black cabinets.
Dressed in her usual outfit, the Time Lady wears a ruffled green apron adorned with butterfly prints over it.
Rose giggles at the sight and says, "Morning, Ally. What are you up to?"
"Just making us all some breakfast. I've already started the coffee for you," she replies with a grin.
Nodding sleepily, Rose moves to fill the waiting mug, the rich aroma lifting her spirits.
"What're we having, then?" she asks between sips.
"Banana chocolate chip pancakes. Does that sound alright?" the Alchemist asks, her smile soft but teasing.
"That sounds wonderful, yeah," Rose replies, stepping over to help prep the mix at the large island.
She pauses occasionally to take a sip of coffee as the two fall into a comfortable rhythm.
The Alchemist hums a gentle melody, a song composed by the TARDIS, as they work together.
After a moment, she looks over and asks, "Would you like to help me bake some cupcakes after breakfast? The Doctor's been going on about edible ball bearings all week. I thought maybe we could finally get him to stop by giving him a treat."
Rose huffs out a laugh as she turns on the stovetop, "Yeah, sounds good to me. Can we do vanilla this time, though? Also, any idea where we're off to today?"
Leaning back against the island, the Alchemist rolls her eyes and replies, "Vanilla works for me. I think we're all tired of banana cupcakes. It's why I added chocolate chips to the pancakes—I needed something different. As for where we're headed, I'll let the Doctor tell you. He's been buzzing with excitement all morning."
"No kidding. The man's obsessed," Rose mutters, watching the Alchemist expertly flip pancakes in the air.
"It's a Time Lord thing, actually," the Alchemist begins to explain, still flipping pancakes with playful precision; each lands perfectly on the rectangular pan, "Our bodies crave potassium and specific minerals because our neurons fire so much faster than other species'. Back on Gallifrey, our fruit and vegetables were loaded with them—far more than bananas, but anything close tends to hit the spot. I've always needed a strong supplement; most Elites did."
Rose nods, amused by both the explanation and the Alchemist's flawless flipping skills, "Makes sense. Still, I'm done with banana cupcakes."
The Alchemist chuckles, calling out telepathically to the Doctor, 'Breakfast. First kitchen.'
The response is instant, 'Coming, coming!'
"I prefer potatoes when it comes to Earth veg," the Alchemist says with a huff, flipping another pancake, "Far more adaptable when it comes to taste."
Rose grins, "Can't go wrong with chips... unless they're fried in that weird brain oil."
"You have no idea how awful that oil smelled," the Alchemist mutters, flipping the final pancake into a series of six spins before it lands perfectly atop the stack. "I still can't believe you ate them."
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