Written for the amazing Allison in celebration of her birthday. This is 4 snippets of an AU where it’s Nine and Donna traveling together. Don’t worry, it’s BROTP. And let me just say that I ship Doctor/Rose so hard and they will always be my OTP, but this doesn’t change that. It’s just me exploring a what-if and 1000 words later, here we are.
“You pulled his arm off!” She yelped, hands grasping the rails of the elevator, body flush against the back wall of the compartment trying to get as far away from, whatever that is, as possible.
“Yep! Plastic.” He tosses her the arm. She jumps, arms flailing in an attempt to catch the thing.
“What the hell were those things? Is this some prank they pull on all the new temps?” She asks.
“What? Prank? Why’d you say prank?”
“I don’t know,” she shrugs. She looks a bit odd shrugging with a plastic arm that, a few moments ago, was about to kill them, but somehow it works.
“Well you said it,” he quips.
“Oi! Don’t you get cheeky with me, sunshine. I’ll be having none of that,” emphasizing her point with the plastic arm.
He looks briefly over his shoulder at the artificial fingers three inches from his face before darting out of the elevator doors, racing down the hall.