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Title: Sufganiyot Step Four: Injecting the filling
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All Ages
Disclaimer:You know who it does belong to, and that I am not on that list.
Summary:The Doctor and Rose spend a late night making doughnuts.
“Help me!” Rose squealed in a high falsetto as she jabbed the end of an injection tube into the side of a warm doughnut. As she pumped it full of the sweet pinkish jam she lowering her voice to declare, “Resistance is futile.”
“And you say I’m having too much fun?” the Doctor teased as he took the freshly filled doughnut from her hand and rolled it in the sugar.
“I can blame it on sleep deprivation. What can you say for yourself? You’re…you?”
He flashed a grin at her. “I rather like being me. Means I get to be friends with you.”
His eyes lit up with a new spark of mischief as he let them take her in. Waggling his eyebrows, his smile grew wider as he cocked his head to the side and stated, “I like being friends with you.” He let his tongue curl around the word ‘friends’, drawing out every ounce of innuendo he could manage; which given he still had a few rather large goofy looking smudges of flour across his face, didn’t have the effect he was going for.
Rose reached a hand into the sugar and looked at the granules meditatively before suddenly pelting him in the face with a rather large pinch of it. “You’re an idiot, you are.”
“Really?”
Instead of replying, she tossed more sugar at him.
An evil grin spread across his face as he adjusted his hold on the little injector he was using to fill doughnuts. He laughed a goofy laugh and pointed it at Rose.
“Don’t you dare waste that,” she scolded.
“I’ll get you more,” he said and squirted it at her. Instead of even making it fully across the table at her, it landed on the plate of half finished pastries.
“You’ll pay for that,” Rose declared as she grabbed a rather good sized handful of sugar and threw it at him
Pressing the plunger of the injector in nearly as far as it would go, the Doctor sprayed her with a rather large amount of sticky sweet jam.
Wiping the gelatinous goo from her face, she grabbed for her own injector, and made short work of emptying it in his direction.
He, of course, retaliated by unloaded the rest of his on her as she returned fire with what was left in the sugar bowl. Using the spoon in the jar, he catapulted a few more heaping globules in her direction. The first she ducked and it landed with a loud splatter against the cupboard. The second was aimed perfectly for her rise back to a proper sitting position. It hit her right between the eyes, where it dripped messily down the bridge of her nose.
By the time there was nothing left on the table, other than more unfinished doughnuts than finished ones, and every square inch of the kitchen was covered in jam and sugar, the two of them had dissolved in to fits of laughter. Both could barely breathe as they tried to choke out how ridiculous the other looked.
Over an hour later, when she had showered and crawled back into her bed, Rose was still giggling. How she had missed how much fun they had together.
Author's Note: Well, I suppose this is nearly a week late. I originally had it planned that I would not only have eleven fics for the 12 Days of Shippiness on
goin_my_way, but that I would have six other fics finished to post on the following days of Hannukah. That obviously didn't happen. You lot may see a few other holiday themed fics show up in the next month or so. I just couldn't get them finished on time. Then again my fic Dayenu wasn't posted till a while after time.
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Rating: All Ages
Disclaimer:You know who it does belong to, and that I am not on that list.
Summary:The Doctor and Rose spend a late night making doughnuts.
“Help me!” Rose squealed in a high falsetto as she jabbed the end of an injection tube into the side of a warm doughnut. As she pumped it full of the sweet pinkish jam she lowering her voice to declare, “Resistance is futile.”
“And you say I’m having too much fun?” the Doctor teased as he took the freshly filled doughnut from her hand and rolled it in the sugar.
“I can blame it on sleep deprivation. What can you say for yourself? You’re…you?”
He flashed a grin at her. “I rather like being me. Means I get to be friends with you.”
His eyes lit up with a new spark of mischief as he let them take her in. Waggling his eyebrows, his smile grew wider as he cocked his head to the side and stated, “I like being friends with you.” He let his tongue curl around the word ‘friends’, drawing out every ounce of innuendo he could manage; which given he still had a few rather large goofy looking smudges of flour across his face, didn’t have the effect he was going for.
Rose reached a hand into the sugar and looked at the granules meditatively before suddenly pelting him in the face with a rather large pinch of it. “You’re an idiot, you are.”
“Really?”
Instead of replying, she tossed more sugar at him.
An evil grin spread across his face as he adjusted his hold on the little injector he was using to fill doughnuts. He laughed a goofy laugh and pointed it at Rose.
“Don’t you dare waste that,” she scolded.
“I’ll get you more,” he said and squirted it at her. Instead of even making it fully across the table at her, it landed on the plate of half finished pastries.
“You’ll pay for that,” Rose declared as she grabbed a rather good sized handful of sugar and threw it at him
Pressing the plunger of the injector in nearly as far as it would go, the Doctor sprayed her with a rather large amount of sticky sweet jam.
Wiping the gelatinous goo from her face, she grabbed for her own injector, and made short work of emptying it in his direction.
He, of course, retaliated by unloaded the rest of his on her as she returned fire with what was left in the sugar bowl. Using the spoon in the jar, he catapulted a few more heaping globules in her direction. The first she ducked and it landed with a loud splatter against the cupboard. The second was aimed perfectly for her rise back to a proper sitting position. It hit her right between the eyes, where it dripped messily down the bridge of her nose.
By the time there was nothing left on the table, other than more unfinished doughnuts than finished ones, and every square inch of the kitchen was covered in jam and sugar, the two of them had dissolved in to fits of laughter. Both could barely breathe as they tried to choke out how ridiculous the other looked.
Over an hour later, when she had showered and crawled back into her bed, Rose was still giggling. How she had missed how much fun they had together.
Author's Note: Well, I suppose this is nearly a week late. I originally had it planned that I would not only have eleven fics for the 12 Days of Shippiness on
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