November 12th, 2005

tank girl


FlourishRose leaned on the railing, watching the Doctor working the controls of the TARDIS, his graceful hands flying over the instruments with practiced ease. "Doctor?" He made non-committal noise in response without bothering to look up.

"Are we having a problem with the environmentals?"

That caught the Doctor's attention. "Why do you ask?"

Taking the Doctor's hand, Rose led him through to the kitchen.

"Ah." He looked about the room. Every surface was covered in a carpet of small, bright wildflowers.

Rose smiled as she nudged the Doctor in the ribs. "I didn't know the TARDIS had a germinate setting."


dw100challenge #93: flowery