THE SCAVENGER HUNT
A/N: Tiny reference to The Doctor’s Daughter. Chapter Two Rose and the Doctor walked down the corridor towards the med bay. She was so happy that the Doctor had decided to join her. Martha and Donna were like big sisters to her and she loved them dearly, but she jumped at any excuse to have some alone time with the man she loved. The Doctor had the clipboard in his hands and was talking quietly to himself. “Right, we’ll get the Babzorian root first and then we’ll move onto the Rubik’s Cube since I know where that is and then…” “Doctor, we’re at the med bay.” He looked up. “Oh! Already? That was fast. Okay, let’s go check off the Babzorian root then.” They entered, walked over to the huge white cabinet in the corner and the Doctor opened the door. He started to point it out when he noticed that the white bulbous root was glowing with a golden glow and there was a tag hanging off it with Babzorian root written on it in big black letters. “Oh, I wondered how you lot would know what you were looking for. How clever is this. My TARDIS is absolutely brilliant, isn’t she?” “Yup!” Rose said, nodding. He pulled a pencil out of his pocket, checked off the item and closed the door. He paused a moment. “Wait, I wasn’t glowing and there’s no tag hanging off of me,” he said. “Well, that’s because we know who you are,” Rose said. “Makes sense. Okay, follow me and I’ll take you to the Rubik’s Cube.” The Doctor led her down several hallways before they came to one that was filled with doors. The Doctor led her almost to the end of the hall and then stopped. “Welcome, Rose Tyler, to my ‘80’s memorabilia room,” he said, opening the door. They stepped inside and Rose looked around. The whole room from floor to ceiling was crammed with 1980’s clothes, toys, and knick-knacks. There was even a huge cabinet loaded with vinyl records. “This is incredible. When did you collect all this?” Rose asked. “Oh, over the years. Actually, I have several rooms like this. I have a ‘60’s memorabilia room, a ‘50’s one, a ‘70’s, a 5040’s one and others. If I get an object, I just store it in the room that corresponds to the era I got it from. This is all my 1980’s stuff and this,” he said, walking over to a bookcase, “is my Rubik’s Cube.” He held it up and showed it to Rose. “So,” he said, setting it down and pulling out his pencil, “now you have three items ticked off.” He paused a moment and then handed the clipboard to Rose. “Watch this,” he said, picking up the cube. Rose stared, amazed, as the Doctor twisted and turned the cube at lightning speed. After thirty seconds, he was done and gave her a proud smile while he held it out. “Thank you,” he said, when Rose clapped. “Not my best time, but pretty close. Actually, to be frank, I really don’t like it because of that reason. It’s far too easy for me. But, for humans, it’s a very clever novelty.” He put it back on the shelf. “Oh! And look at this!” he said, grabbing the Cabbage Patch Doll next to it. “Gotta show you this. This is my daughter. I adopted her a long time ago. Isn’t she adorable?” Rose giggled. The doll had blonde braided hair, pink horn-rimmed glasses and a buck tooth. “Oh yeah, I can see the resemblance to ya!” she teased. “Well, I saw her and fell in love with her instantly. However, I had to make a slight change when I got her. You see, she came with this really goofy, unflattering name. Henrietta Amelia or something like that. I thought that was undignified for the daughter of a Time Lord, so I used the name change form and sent away for a new adoption certificate.” He handed her a laminated piece of paper. “Here is my daughter’s true name,” he said. Rose raised her eyebrow. “Supernova Rassilon?” she said. “That’s right, Supernova Rassilon, my daughter,” he said, hugging it to his body as Rose laughed. “Does Jenny know about Supernova?” Rose asked. “Well, no, but I’m sure they’d get along fine, after all, they’re both very intelligent, beautiful women,” he said. “I’m proud to have both of them as my daughters.” “You are such a nutter sometimes, you know that?” Rose said. “What? You don’t like Supernova? You’re jealous of my adopted daughter? Well, fine, I’ll be sure to keep the two of you separated from now on.” “Oh no, don’t do that. I won’t cause a rift between you and your daughter, I promise,” Rose said as the Doctor snickered. “Well, I’m glad to hear that. Supernova is shy and self-conscious about her appearance and the last thing I want is for her to be shunned.” He gave Supernova one more hug before setting it back on the shelf. He turned to leave when suddenly Rose let out a huge gasp. He spun back around in shock. “What? Did a black hole suddenly appear and start sucking out my collection?” he said. “E.T.!” Rose squealed as she grabbed a tiny stuffed E.T. off the shelf. “Oh my God, I love E.T.!” The Doctor smiled. “Well, yes, he is cute in a pruny, took a bath way too long kind of way, but…” “Oh, Doctor, please can I have him? Please, please, please?” “You want my stuffed E.T.?” “Yes, oh please, please, please, let me have him! I promise I’ll take good care of him, please?” The Doctor’s eyes widened as Rose came right up to his shoulder and gave him the look. “Puh-leeeeze, let me have E.T.,” she said, sweetly. The Doctor took one look at her and felt his hearts begin to melt. She looked so cute with her huge, pleading doe eyes. He knew this was exactly why she was making the face, but damn it, he just couldn’t resist it. “Oh alright, you can have E.T.” “Yes, thank you, Doctor!” she said, kissing his cheek. “But, this is a collector’s item. I want it looked after.” “I promise, nothing will happen to it!” “Cross your heart?” “Cross my heart,” she said, making an x over her chest with her finger. “Okay then, he’s yours.” He sighed when Rose kissed his cheek again. He lips felt so good against his skin. He knew that if Rose asked him to rip out one of his hearts and give it to her; he would do it just for another kiss. He pocketed E.T. in his coat pocket for safe keeping and taking the clipboard from her; he led her out of the room and shut the door behind him.
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