That evening, the heat wave finally broke. Rain came down in sheets, dropping the ambient temperature by five degrees in the first few minutes of the storm. Half an hour in, it was fifteen degrees cooler than it had been that afternoon, and the rain showed no sign of abating.
The drive from the Hub back to the farmhouse was silent, the only sounds being the thwap thwap thwap of the windshield wipers, the steady tapping of rain on the roof of Rose’s car and the impatient drumming of the Doctor’s fingers on the arm rest of the passenger side door. Despite his jovial attitude in front of the others earlier, she could tell he was livid, in that quiet, deadly way he got. Oh, she knew he wasn’t angry with her but at the situation. Injustice of any sort made him furious. And to top it off, her stepdad was insisting, albeit covertly, that they not go back and help sort whatever was going on.
And what was worse, for him at any rate, was that he knew she was right. They couldn’t just run off to London and solve whatever problems were there. They needed more information. They needed a direction. They needed a plan. And until they had one, they were stuck.
I was going to post this next week, but I was reminded last night that today is TenToo’s birthday, and the only response I could have is to post an additional chapter. Sorry it’s not fluffy, but it’s all I’ve got.
If her boyfriend were a normal human male, Rose would have teased him about his forgetfulness. She would have rolled her eyes and poked him in the side, like she did about so many other things.
But she forgave his absentmindedness without remark, at least when it came to losing track of the hour and not remembering important dates.
When the Lord of Time becomes part-human but makes peace with it for your sake because there’s nothing he loves as much as you, including all those things that make him alien… you learn to forgive and hold him that much closer at night.
So Rose wasn’t sad (or at least, was trying not to be sad) that he hadn’t even mentioned her birthday tomorrow.
To celebrate TenToo’s 5th birthday and festivities over the next week, if I may propose, would you, superbly talented writers of tumblr, be interested in doing some collaborative work with me? I’m thinking nothing too fancy- just simple drawings or two, here and there, of our baby TenToo and possibly of his beautiful wonderful Rose being extremely happy together.
The previous samples of collab works can be found scattered around my blog, and if that is up to your standards and are willing to be adventurous in my interpretation of your writings please let me know within next couple days. :)
Thank you you wonderful gorgeous people! Happy birthday, Doctor in Pete’s world!!
(I don’t know how many or little of you will be interested, if any, so I’ll just have to play it by the ear + how my work schedule will be like! Thanks again :D)
Doctor Who Tumblr has yet to acknowledge that today is TenToo’s birthday. This is a problem, because clearly the fandom is celebrating…and they exist for the fans, right? Right. So let’s bomb their ask box with reminders to celebrate today!