January 17th, 2008



Faith had returned to headquarters in response from a call from Dolores to "Make that boy quit that noise".

She could hear the groans from the end of the hall. While she knew Andrew wasn't hurt, the sounds indicated otherwise and she jogged to his door.

"What's up, Muffin?"

Andrew snorted in disgust and slammed his hand down on a pile of reports. "I swear they're all illiterate. I can't believe they haven't accidentally poisoned themselves. And this little cow texted her bloody report in."

"Come on," Faith waved a credit card in front of Andrew. "First round's on Giles."


open_on_sundaychallenge #251: round
Part of the London!verse


Rose stood with her back to the TARDIS door, breathing heavily and glaring at her companions. "It's not funny."

"Yes." Jack wiped a tear from his eye. "It is, sweetheart."

"It was hilarious," the Doctor added.

Rose had stepped forward to greet the local dignitary, tripped and landed at his feet. The Doctor and Jack had hauled her out by her hoodie, leaving a neat Rose-shaped hole in the snow.

The locals had gotten very excited, claimed the imprint to be an omen and started chasing Rose for autographs like deranged fans. It got a little weird after that.


dw100challenge #180: impression
dw100challenge #181: portend