Cool with the prompts, well have to read them when I get a chance. My word for you is case. (You can do any kind of case you want, but for Rose x Ten)
“Rose, you don’t need to bring a jacket. I said we’re going to Hexlan 6 for the most pristine pink beaches you’ve ever seen in your life,” the Doctor says after a quick glance at Rose when she enters the console room.
“Yeah, but just in case we end up on some frozen arctic tundra instead of the beach, I brought a jacket.” Rose shrugs.
“What?!” the Doctor splutters indignantly. “What do you mean, 'just in case?'”
Rose pats him on the arm. “Well, last week you said we were goin’ to the Yurgi Ven Forests, and we ended up at the Olympics in 1936. An’ then a few days ago, you wanted to take me to some donut shop in Portland, and I seem to recall landing on a fishing ship in the Adriatic Sea.” Rose tries to hold back a laugh but can’t help the way her lips twitch up at the corners. “An’ I don’t think I have to remind you about my missing year?”
The Doctor steps away from Rose and crosses his arms over his chest with a huff. “Gonna play it that way, hmm? I see how it is.” He fiddles with the console and flips the lever to take them out of the Vortex. The TARDIS lands with a shudder, and he smiles smugly at Rose. “Well, go on, then. Tell me how beautiful the beach is.”
Rose smirks at the Doctor and walks down the ramp to the door. She flings it wide open and explodes into laughter. “Doctor, you know that frozen tundra I mentioned? Yeah, I think the TARDIS is messin’ with ya, cos I can see the Northern Lights.”