A few hours later the Doctor collapsed on the beanbag next to Donna sighing, he shuffled closer and stroked her hair watching her concentrated pout while she read the book.

"Found it?," she half mumbled the words while her eyes stayed on the book.

"No, I give up Donna, I'm cold and I want to get dressed" the Doctor sulked crossing his arms over his bare chest facing away from her.

"Alright spaceman don't through a wobbly" Donna said placing her book down and standing up, "come on… move out the way" she instructed as she pushed the beanbag to one side revealing no other than the doctor's blue pinstriped suit, along with a pear of his socks and patterny pants causing him to blush.

"You need your timelordy eyes testing" she stuck her tongue out at him.

"They were there all the time, Donna… you… I think it's my turn to hide your clothes" a smug grin appearing on his face.

"Go on then, you know where my bedroom is, their in the bottom draw" she remarked looking him straight in the eye.

"No, i want to hide that t-shirt, the one your wearing" He remarked running a hand through his hair.

"You sound like three year old" she droned.

"No, donna, the one who started the silly game is the three year old" he replied rolling his eyes, "spoil spoilt" he mumbled.

"ALRIGHT jeez spaceman let me go change t-shirts, it was just a bit of fun, can't you take a joke?" just as she went to walk past him he put a arm across the doorway grinning at her, his eyes sparkling brown and lustful.

"You have to take it off here" he moaned, his eyes running down her body.

"What, no I didn't make you strip, and it's my game…" she backfired at him.

"Donna, don't be a spoil spoilt", he grinned, "Now strip".

She sighed, and started to pull the t-shirt over her head.