13s earthly adventures

9- Make Up

It had been a few days since the Doctor had almost bought 99 packets of custard cream, and Ryan was still refusing to let her in his room to use his computer again.
"Please, Ryan, i won't buy anything. I promise."
"no. You nearly did last time, and i don't want you wasting my money on custard creams."
"fine"
The Doctor and Ryan heard a knock at the front door, and the Doctor's face lit up.
"is that yaz? is it Yaz, Ryan? is it?"
"i dont know. why don't you answer it?"
"ok!" she ran to the front door, and pulled it open.
"Yaz!" she pulled Yaz into a tight hug, "i missed you!"
"i missed you too" she replied, still trapped in the Doctor's tight embrace. "could you let me go, maybe?"
"oh. right. sorry" she released Yaz and let her step inside. they walked into the living room, where Ryan and Graham were. Smiling at them other, Yaz sat down and looked to the Doctor.
"what?"
"oh, nothing."
"ok" the Doctor stared suspiciously at Yaz, and sat down too.
"so, are you ready for tonight, Yaz?" Ryan asked.
"yes, i have a nice dress"
"what's happening tonight?" The Doctor asked.
"It's Sonya's 21st birthday party, we're going to a disco."
"oh. can i come, maybe, please?"
"i think so, i'll ask her now" Yaz said, pulling out her phone and texting Sonya. she smiled, and put her phone away. "she said it's fine, but you have to follow her dress code"
"a dress code?! really?" the Doctor groaned "what is it?"
"you have to wear either a red or black dress."
"i dont have any dresses, i like suits. can't i wear a suit?"
"no, but you can borrow one of mine"
"ok"

Yaz and the Doctor went back to Yaz's flat, and Yaz helped the Doctor choose one of her dresses to wear. She ended up wearing a black, knee length dress that poofed out slightly at the waist. The Doctor put the dress on, and walked in to Yaz doing her make up.
"is that make up? can i put some on?" she asked
"sure. do you know how?"
"yes" she said, taking the various products that Yaz was offering her. She walked out and sat in front of the bathroom mirror, and began to apply the stuff she'd been given. She put on some red lipstick, then opened up the eyeshadow pallette. She gasped. It had an array of colours, from red to black. She grabbed the small brush she'd been given, and dabbed it on the blue circle. Brushing it over her eyelid, she smiled. Half an hour passed, and she walked back into Yaz's room to show her what she'd done. Yaz gasped, clearly trying not to laugh.
"what? do you not like it?"
"no, it's just, it's just-" she giggled "you look like a clown"
"i do? i thought it looked nice"
"well, do you want me to do your make up for you?"
"oh, yes please"

Yaz wiped the make up that the Doctor had used off her face, and began applying more make up. She began to put eyeshadow on her, when the Doctor started fidgeting.
"what is it?" she asked
"it tickles, Yaz, it tickles"
"oh. sorry. do you want eyeliner?"
"yes! can i have it like yours, please?"
Yaz got the little tube of liquid eyeliner and began to draw on the wing. Filling in the gap she'd left, she grabbed her mirror and showed the Doctor.
"do you like it?"
"yes! oh, thank you, Yaz! i cant wait for the party!"
"well, we should get going, shouldn't we?"
"ok"