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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[On the Astral plane, yawning]

I hate dying when I have plans. I mean, there's the time it takes to bring me back, then there's all the paperwork I have to fill out.....And I really wanted to take Mickey and Jake out for sushi at the new sushi bar on Oxford.

((Kisha inspired this! There is also lead-up fic here, about Rose dying. \o/))

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[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[stern look] Rose, you died.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know that much.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Well? You should be resting. If not there, then here, but rest.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[See icon] I'm fine. Really.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[giving her a definitely not happy look] Rose.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Ack, Doctor, she hates this] Yeah?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[he knows. this is why he does it] Just a nap.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[You evil genius] Awwwww, Doctor. You can't tell me what to do. [YES THAT IS WHINING]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[WHINING WILL NOT WORK] Now, Rose, I think you owe me at least this.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[POUTY!ROSE?] I'm not tired.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh? I think you look very tired. [TRY HARDER ROSE. HE'S NOT GIVING IN]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[POUTS MORE] But there's nowhere to sleep up here. And no Mr. Peanuttles. Or Fanny bear.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[gives her a look, sighs and pops off, returning with a bed from the TARDIS, a few stuffed bears - Rose will recognize her's, of course - and a comfy looking blanket] Problem solved!

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Ohcrap--um] ...feeling tired at all, Doctor?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[blinks] Tired? What for?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Well, if I take a nap, you should take one, with me. Sleeping is boring alone.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

But sleeping is boring. And I'm not tired. [HOW THE TABLES HAVE TURNED]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Exactly! That's why I don't want to sleep.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[sighs. HE'S DETERMINED. So he plops down in bed and pats it meaningfully, giving her bedroom eyes a look]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[:D Rose is happy now and yes, she'll sit next to him] Giving in that easily?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[raises eyebrow] Should we have a good row over it, just to fill the status quo?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

We could, if you want.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Nah, I'm good. [grabbing his bear now and snuggling into the bed like he owns it. Well he does. But he's a bed hog] Don't need a glass of water or milk or some toast or anything, right?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Did he grab Mr.Peanuttles? Also, nudging the bed hog a bit so she has space] Why would I need toast?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[why yes he did. But he's scooting over for her, at least, and rolls onto his side to face her] I dunno. Some people like toast before bed.