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glory_jean) wrote2010-04-22 08:39 pm
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Fic: Men are From Mars
Title: Men are From Mars
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All ages
Summary: The Doctor's comments aren't as random as they sound. He and Rose just
have a lot of in-jokes.
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achuislemochroi
Disclaimer: Based on characters owned and created by BBC, used without permission
Author's Notes: Spoilers, only if you haven't seen S2.
400 words (A quad-drabble?) I call this cracky, my beta calls it "fluff so fluffy it will rot your teeth out."
You can justblame_the_cat for this fic.
"So what constitutes manliness, then?" He asked her, apropos of nothing.
"What?"
She'd been busily studying her nails and pondering the shade she would use next time in an attempt to pretend they weren't once again sitting in a cell charged with some ridiculous offense.
"Manliness? You were saying whingeing isn't manly - not that I'm saying I was whingeing. Time Lords never —,"
"Oh no, not going into that again. We've already been charged once for 'public debating without a licence.'
"Anyway. Please enlighten me as to 21st century views of manliness. I wouldn't want to accidentally emasculate myself."
He flashed her an unashamedly cheeky grin.
She rolled her eyes.
After a minute he folded his arms, raising an eyebrow in expectation and she realized he was serious.
She fumbled for a minute. "I dunno, just stuff. I don't have a list or anything."
"So is it hair? If so, I'm well off this time because I have great—"
"Doctor..." she sighed, not want to get stuck on that tangent again.
"Right. Bone structure?" He traced his cheek bones. "Did well on that score also this time."
Rose waited for him to expound on that new-found thought but he surprised her by moving on.
"Clothes? Ties are very manly I think. Can never have too many ties. "
He paced the length of the cell as he thought.
"What else, what else?"
He paused and lit up.
"I know! Hands!"
"Hands?"
"Yes! Hands!"
He held his hand out her. "Look. Very manly, that."
She frowned and leaned closer, trying to follow his thinking.
"Um, I guess?"
He frowned in return, a small pout forming.
"You guess?"
She shrugged faintly.
"Just look!"
"They're, umm... hairy?"
He jerked his hand away from her and glared down at it as if this was a shocking revelation. He sat down on the cell's bench sulkily, still examining his hands.
She guessed that that was the end of this particular discussion. She moved to sit beside him and he automatically moved slightly to make room for her.
"Sorry," she said in a tone that was not at all apologetic, bumping her shoulder into his.
"Guess they are a bit... hairy," he admitted.
"That does tend to be a guy thing though," she mollified.
"True."
"They are very nice hands, though."
"Yeah?" he asked softly, somehow managing to lean closer on the cramped bench.
"Yeah."
Character/Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All ages
Summary: The Doctor's comments aren't as random as they sound. He and Rose just
have a lot of in-jokes.
Prompt Bonus Challenge on
never_ever_willBeta
achuislemochroiDisclaimer: Based on characters owned and created by BBC, used without permission
Author's Notes: Spoilers, only if you haven't seen S2.
400 words (A quad-drabble?) I call this cracky, my beta calls it "fluff so fluffy it will rot your teeth out."
You can just
blame_the_cat for this fic."So what constitutes manliness, then?" He asked her, apropos of nothing.
"What?"
She'd been busily studying her nails and pondering the shade she would use next time in an attempt to pretend they weren't once again sitting in a cell charged with some ridiculous offense.
"Manliness? You were saying whingeing isn't manly - not that I'm saying I was whingeing. Time Lords never —,"
"Oh no, not going into that again. We've already been charged once for 'public debating without a licence.'
"Anyway. Please enlighten me as to 21st century views of manliness. I wouldn't want to accidentally emasculate myself."
He flashed her an unashamedly cheeky grin.
She rolled her eyes.
After a minute he folded his arms, raising an eyebrow in expectation and she realized he was serious.
She fumbled for a minute. "I dunno, just stuff. I don't have a list or anything."
"So is it hair? If so, I'm well off this time because I have great—"
"Doctor..." she sighed, not want to get stuck on that tangent again.
"Right. Bone structure?" He traced his cheek bones. "Did well on that score also this time."
Rose waited for him to expound on that new-found thought but he surprised her by moving on.
"Clothes? Ties are very manly I think. Can never have too many ties. "
He paced the length of the cell as he thought.
"What else, what else?"
He paused and lit up.
"I know! Hands!"
"Hands?"
"Yes! Hands!"
He held his hand out her. "Look. Very manly, that."
She frowned and leaned closer, trying to follow his thinking.
"Um, I guess?"
He frowned in return, a small pout forming.
"You guess?"
She shrugged faintly.
"Just look!"
"They're, umm... hairy?"
He jerked his hand away from her and glared down at it as if this was a shocking revelation. He sat down on the cell's bench sulkily, still examining his hands.
She guessed that that was the end of this particular discussion. She moved to sit beside him and he automatically moved slightly to make room for her.
"Sorry," she said in a tone that was not at all apologetic, bumping her shoulder into his.
"Guess they are a bit... hairy," he admitted.
"That does tend to be a guy thing though," she mollified.
"True."
"They are very nice hands, though."
"Yeah?" he asked softly, somehow managing to lean closer on the cramped bench.
"Yeah."
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I love it. I've told you that, but I will say it again. I love how you've captured them here. How many inside jokes could they have had.
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Glad to see you out and about!
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Cute. :)
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