Snow, Snow and Mistletoe

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Clara's POV

I was awoken from something cold being put on my face.

"Wakey wakey! Rise and shine!" Missy exclaimed as she opened the curtains letting the bright rays of sunshine pour in.

"Missy, what the hell are you doing?!" The Doctor asked as he and I wiped the snow off of our faces.

"She's trying to give us hypothermia!" I said as my face was freezing cold.

"Oh come on, dear. It's just a bit of snow!" Missy replied, "You two shouldn't have slept in then."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"11am!"

"Why did I sleep for so long?" The Doctor questioned.

"Because you want to stay in bed with Clara?" Missy teased. The Doctor groaned in response as he pulled the blanket up over his face to warm up, "Why are you worried about being cold, old man? You can control you body temperature!" Missy told him.

He slowly lowered the blanket off of his face, "Oh yeah..." He realised.

"Well good for you. I can't!" I said as I turned over and put my face in the pillow, I then lifted my head slightly, "Wait..." I started.

"What is it?" The Doctor asked.

My eyes then widened in realisation, "Oh my stars, it's Christmas! I haven't done any preparation!" I tried to get up but the Doctor said,

"Calm down, Clara. I'm sure our Tardises will handle it for us." He assured.

"Are you sure?" I asked, he nodded in confirmation. I sighed, "Okay okay." I put my face back into the pillow in an attempt to warm up.

"Jack, Ashildr and I will prepare the food ourselves if you don't mind..." Missy said.

"No." I said as I flipped onto my back to look at her.

"Why not?"

"Because you will burn my kitchen down! You've already burnt it down before!" I exclaimed.

"That was an accident! Trust me, Clara. I can handle this." She said.

I rolled my eyes as I pulled the blanket up just under my chin, "Fine! But I swear... don't you dare burn it down again."

"Dear, we're family. Family are supposed to trust each other!" She said as she started to leave, "Oh!" She stopped and looked at us, "I called Dave by the way and told him that you were staying here with your 'fiancé' for Christmas. He said he might pop in tomorrow or something."

I smiled, "Thanks."

"Now hurry up and get dressed you two!" Missy ordered as she left the room, closing the door behind her. She shouted from the other side of the door, "If you are not out in twenty minutes, I will drag you out whether you are dressed or not!" I closed my eyes to try and block out the blinding sunlight pouring in from the window.

"Ossie. We have to get up..." The Doctor groaned causing me to open my eyes and glare at him.

"Excuse me? Did you just call me Ossie?" I questioned.

"Noooo..." He said as he lay on his side to look at me properly and I turned my side to look at him properly.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Would it be bad if I said yes?" He asked cautiously. I playfully hit him with my pillow before replacing it under my head.

"Don't. Call. Me. Ossie." I warned.

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