Typical Time and Space

Fuming

Rose was sitting in the console room reading a magazine as the TARDIS sat fueling at the rift in Cardiff. The Doctor had been gone for a while and normally she would have been concerned, but she sat there smirking to herself for some indiscernible reason.

After about an hour, the Doctor entered the TARDIS looking all too much like the Oncoming Storm.

"What's wrong, Doctor?" Rose queried, barely stifling her giggles.

The Doctor harrumphed. He said nothing and dug into his pinstriped pocket up to his shoulder to extract a ten-pound note which he reluctantly offered to Rose, not meeting her eyes.

"Oh my god you really did it didn't you?" said Rose, almost shrieking with laughter she could no longer keep inside. "Honestly, it would save you SO much embarrassment if you actually listened to me! I TOLD you!"

Looking back, the Doctor realized that Rose was right, but he wasn't going to formally acknowledge that fact. At this point he found his Converse very interesting.

"Fine, since you're acting like a hurt puppy, I guess I'll have to be the one that orders food from the big bad humans."

At this, the Doctor moved his attention to the console screen, muttering something about apes having a limited imagination mixed with a few choice words in Gallifreyan.

Rose, chuckling still, made her way to the door and then turned her head to shout "Really, Doctor, nobody would put bananas on pizza even if you paid them to!"