Chapter Eight

Rose was lying in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She had just woken up twenty minutes ago and was psyching herself up for what she hoped was a day of adventure. While she was doing that, she heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," she called out.

The door opened and the Doctor peeked his head in.

"Are you decent?" he asked.

"Yup, come in," Rose said.

The Doctor came inside the room carrying a large tray filled with breakfast stuff. Rose's eyes lit up when she saw the full English breakfast with tea and milk.

"Breakfast for you, madam," the Doctor said.

"Thanks," Rose said.

She sat up against her headboard and flattened her legs out while the Doctor put the tray down in front of her.

"This is lovely, thanks," Rose said when he finished adjusting the tray in front of her.

"Ah, I thought perhaps you could have breakfast in bed for a change. It's something humans do, yeah?" he said.

"I appreciate it, thanks."

The Doctor nodded. He pulled up a chair and sat down beside her while Rose cut up her eggs and prepared to eat. For several moments, he watched while she ate in a contented silence before he spoke to her.

"You know I don't sleep very much," he said.

Rose nodded and sipped her tea.

"I know that," she said.

"Well, I usually do other things while you sleep but sometimes I just sit and think," the Doctor said.

"Mm-hmm," Rose said.

"And sometimes I think strange things," he said.

"Really? Such as?"

"Oh, just odd things," the Doctor said dismissively.

"Like what? You're the one who brought this up, what do you think about?" Rose said.

"Well, I imagine what might happen if you turned on me."

Rose was shocked.

"Turn on you, I'd never do that," she said.

"I know. But I was thinking more along the lines of involuntarily turning on me. Like when you possessed by Cassandra."

"Oh," Rose said, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, there was that. Wait, you imagine people possessing me all night long?"

"Not all night long, just occasionally. I live inside my head a lot."

"That doesn't surprise me," Rose said. "So what do you imagine when I turn on you?"

"Well, I was thinking that you were a zombie slave somewhere."

Rose stopped in mid chew and stared at him. She swallowed.

"Zombie?" she said.

"Yes. Dealt with zombies before. Poor fellows, most of them are really emaciated brainwashed slaves, not living dead."

"You imagine me as an emaciated brainwashed slave," Rose said, amused.

"Or a cat woman."

Rose giggled and mimed scratching him with her imaginary claws.

"You need to stop living inside your head so much, Doctor," she said.

"I'm aware of that," he said.

Rose chewed a bit of bacon and grinned.

"What if I were turned into this breakfast," she said to him. "And you were brainwashed and commanded to eat me."

She laughed when the Doctor's eyes widened at that.

"Okay, now I'm picturing you as eggs and hearing your tiny voice coming from the eggs while you beg me not to eat you," he said while she sniggered.

"And will you wake up from your brainwashing in time to keep from eating me?" Rose said.

"No, I swallow you whole," the Doctor said. "But I wake up afters and I save the feces and bury it in a reverent ceremony while I mourn you."

Rose giggled.

"So you poo into a little box and bury me like a budgie then?" she said. "What if you get the wrong piece of poo and I end up going down the toilet after you bury the box?"

"This is turning into a weird conversation," the Doctor said while she laughed. "Now I'll spend the remainder of the day imaging you as a piece of poo going down the toilet."

"Okay, how about this?" Rose said. "You said you imagined me as a cat woman. How about…I'm turned into a lion and you're forced to be a lion tamer in a sadistic circus and I have to jump through fiery hoops for you or die a painful death."

"Blimey! And you claim I live inside my head?" he said while Rose giggled. "You're being more imaginative than me, Rose Tyler."

"Well, gotta prepare for any scenarios that might show up," Rose teased. "Never know when I might turn into breakfast for you."

"Well, I'll let you eat your breakfast so you and I can go outside and possibly run the risk of becoming breakfast ourselves. Come to the console room when you're finished."

Rose nodded and smiled when the Doctor got up, kissed her on the cheek and left the room.

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