9 finds Rose

Chapter 3

After my little speech to Rose, I walk off to the Tardis, leaving her. I don't look back at her, I just keep running.

I don't want to leave her, thats for sure. But, she's so innocent. So happy here. I can't just whisk her away from her perfect life here. I mean, she mentioned something about a boyfriend, and when she did I felt a snap in my chest, my hearts getting shattered again. But, as I always do, I made some sarcastic joke, pretending I could care less when really it's all I care about.

And again, when I was with my 10 and 11 self, they seemed to break at the mention of her. And when I exclaimed thank you bad wolf, they both whipped their heads around, staring at me. She and I will clearly be, well, something, but something terrible is going to happen. I could see it. How much pain the other doctors were in. And if I feel this broken knowing she has a boyfriend, I can't imagine how broken I would feel if something were to happen to her. To us.

I float in time and space, just pacing down the never ending halls. I'm dead tired, but I know I can't sleep. Night mares would come and haunt me, make me relive my past.

I decide that I'll go get a nice meal from a place I like. Come to think of it, it's in the same neighbourhood that Rose lives in. Maybe after I'll pop in to say hi. But only if her mothers not there. Eeesh.

The landing is rough, as usual. Just because I don't have the right parts to fix it because, well, you can only buy them from Gallifrey. I walk out and find an ATM, taking out some cash for the meal. It takes just a short walk, a minute or so, and I walk in. "Hello, would you like a table?" A lady who works there asks me. "No, I'd love to sit on the floor! Yes a table." I say. Why do they even ask? "Just for one?"

"No for 3! My, myself, and I." I grin at her sarcastically. She huffs and starts walking, beckoning me to follow. She escorts me to a small table right in the middle. "Now, can I get you a drink?"

"Do you have soda?"

"We sure do. Will that be one soda?" She asks, jotting it down on her notepad.

"No, I was just checking you had soda. I'd like tea. 2 sugars." I nod and she walks away, still writing. I pick up the menu she placed beside me and flip through it in about, oh, .17 seconds.

I hold the menu up in front of me, hiding my sonic screwdriver behind it. Something doesn't seem right here. I do a quick scan and realize theres the living plastic here. Not fantastic. I look around to see if I can see any. My eyes skim along but stop dead in there tracks when I see her. Rose. Beautiful, sitting beside the living plastic Rose. In danger. My mind snaps into action and I jump up.

The waiter comes back with my tea as soon as I jump off my chair. "Where are yo-" i quickly flash her my physic paper and run. I grab a bottle of wine off a table I pass, receiving dirty looks. Honestly, I save the world and people are mad I took one mealy bottle of wine. Apes.

I walk up to their table, and see a man sitting beside her. Well, what used to be a man, now he's living plastic. Fantastic.

"Your champagne." I say, holding out the bottle of wine.

"We didn't order any champagne. Where's the Doctor?" The man says, not breaking eye contact with Rose.

"Madam, your champagne." I say, putting the bottle in front of Rose's face this time. She waves it out of her face, also not looking up. 10/10 for observation. "It's not ours. Mickey, what is it? What's wrong?" She says. So apparently this bloke is called Mickey. Or was it Rickey?

"I need to find out how much you know, so where is he?" Mickey/Rickey interrogates Rose. Jeez, if just one of them would look up we wouldn't of had to of had this entire conversation! "Doesn't anybody want this champagne?"

"Look, we didn't order it." Rickey/Mickey says, finally looking up at me with. Death stare. "Ah. Gotcha." He grins. I start shaking the bottle, loosening the cork. "Don't mind me. I'm just toasting the happy couple. On the house!" I release the cork and it goes flying into Mickey Rickey's head. Rose stares at me, and I smirk at her. Guess she does need me after all. Mickey gets up and turns his hand into a chopper. Fantastic. Mickey wrecks the tables and smashes plates and cups. I grab Rickey- or whatever- and pull his head off. The rest of the customers scream. Typical humans. Can't tell plastic from their own. The head's still in my hands. The eyes open and state at me. "Don't think that's going to stop me." The head says. Some of the people scream even more.

The body gets up and starts flailing around by itself. Rose hits the fire alarm. She's good.

"Everyone out! Out now! Get out! Get out! Get out!" She yells, pushing people out the door before Mickey can reach us. I'm still carrying the head as we run out of the store together. That was fun. Always love pulling peoples heads off.

Worst. Chapter. Ever. I couldn't think of what to update, so just wrote some filler :/ got a question though,

SHOULD I FOLLOW THE EPISODES OR MAKE THEM GO ON THEIR OWN FLUFFIER ADVENTURES?

If they did go on their own adventures, they wouldn't follow the episodes at all and yah. Tell me if they should follow the episodes or not, and if you want them to go on their own adventures, what should they do?!