Elizabeth Mae Tyler: Rose's adoptive sister... what happens when they meet a 900-year-old alien and he takes them into time and space?
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Started: March 28, 2018
Ended: TBD
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"Stop fidgeting with it," Rose sighs, slapping my hand away from my hair.
"It's so short!" I pull on a piece in front of my face.
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"You're the one who chose to get that much off," mum rolls her eyes with a smile as we reach the TARDIS.
Rose and I had been at home for a week while the Doctor went off... doing whatever it is he does when we aren't with him; we'd wanted to spend Boxing Day and New Years with mum. Now, the Doctor was picking us up and I was a bit nervous about what he'd think of my hair; this was by far the shortest I'd ever gotten it cut. Rose had gotten a haircut as well, hers brushing her shoulders.
"Have you got everything?" mum asks.
"We've got everything, don't worry," I smile, shifting my rucksack.
"Be careful," she pulls Rose and me into a tight hug then pulls away, cupping my face in her hands. "You watch after your sister," she tells me sternly.
"Course I will, mum," I assure her.
"You got to call Mo about that-"
Mum cuts Rose off, "oh, nevermind about Mo," she waves off, making us laugh.
The TARDIS engines start up and Rose and I beam at each other, even as my stomach flutters nervously. "Ok, we're going!" Rose turns to mum. "I love you," she kisses her on the cheek.
"Love you," I smile, kissing her other cheek.
"I love you, girls," mum smiles sadly, making my stomach twist in guilt a bit.
"We'll be back to visit soon," I pull her into a tight hug.
"Love you, love you!" Rose beams, pulling Mouse into a kiss.
"My eyes!" I pretend to sob into mum's shoulder, feeling her shake with laughter.
"Love you," Mouse pulls away from Rose, chuckling.
