The Girl Who Stayed (Doctor Who fanfic)

The Plastic Boyfriend

I spotted him almost instantly, and he was sitting across from, of course, Rose Tyler.

"Doctor! You might want to see this!" I called, knocking on the men's restroom door.

"What?" He popped out in a waiter's outfit.

I looked him up and down, holding back a laugh.

"Bite your tongue." He warned. "We're only here for 10, 15 minutes tops."

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "I found the plastic, come on." I waved for him to follow me, and then pointed to the man made out of plastic. "But, look who he's sitting across from." I pointed at Rose.

"Does she have to be everywhere?" He groaned.

"Apparently. Well, how can we get to them?" I asked, looking up at him when I noticed his gaze fixed on something across the room. I looked, and I saw 4 champagne glasses, and a bottle.

I smirked at him, then ran across the room to pick up two champagne glasses while he got the bottle.

"I'll go in first." I told him.

"No you-" I cut him off by walking out towards their table. I put down the champagne glasses by each of them, then snatched a notepad and pen off of a waitress passing by.

I started to draw on it, while the two of them stared at the glasses.

"We didn't order any champagne. Where's the Doctor?" The plastic man said.

"Which one of you wanted champagne?" I asked, pretending to be confused.

"It's not ours. Mickey, what is it? What's wrong?" Rose pleaded.

A man placed his hand on my shoulder. I turned around and saw the Doctor placing one finger on his lips.

"I need to know how much you know, so where is he?" Plastic Mickey demanded.

"Doesn't anybody want this champagne?" The Doctor asked.

Plastic Mickey looked up and smiled when he saw me and the Doctor.

"Ah. Gotcha." He told us.

The Doctor began shaking the bottle vigorously. He gestured for me to grab the bottle on the table next to us, and do the same. I grabbed the bottle, and started shaking it as much as possible.

"Don't mind us. We're just toasting the happy couple. On the house!" The Doctor exclaimed.

We both released the cages around the corks and they flew into Plastic Mickey's head. After a few moments, he spit them out.

"Anyway." Plastic Mickey turned his hand into a chopper. Rose ran from the table screaming, as Plastic Mickey wrecked the table.

The Doctor grabbed him and pulled off his head. The rest of the customers started screaming. The Doctor rolled his eyes and tossed the head to me.

"Don't think that's going to stop me." Plastic Mickey smirked, as his body stood up and started flailing around.

"Oh, shut it." I rolled my eyes at the head.

Rose ran to the fire alarm and set it off. "Everyone out! Get out! Get out! Get out!" She shouted at the customers.

The Doctor grabbed the hand that wasn't holding the head and grabbed Rose as well before running onto the kitchens. The body wrecked the restaurant before following us out to the back exit.

The Doctor sealed the exit with his sonic, while Rose ran down the alley past the TARDIS.

She shook the gate as if expecting a padlocked gate to pop open with a little rattling. The Doctor and I shared a look. He pulled the Tardis key out of his jacket and started to unlock the door.