Chibi!fic ~ "Galley Boy"
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ivydoorTitle: Galley Boy
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Rating: PG
Pairing: 10/Rose
Genre: pure crack & fluff
Spoilers: none
Summary: It had started with the peanut butter. Then the vanilla-orange swirled ice cream. Eventually it had escalated to just about every substance in the TARDIS kitchen that was remotely edible.
Author's Note: This is in response to the Chibi!verse Challenge. I blamejesidres and the heavy narcotics I’m on right now for this. Bonus points for anyone who can spot the two cartoon references in this fic.
It had started with the peanut butter. Then the vanilla-orange swirled ice cream. Eventually it had escalated to just about every substance in the TARDIS kitchen that was remotely edible.
*****
Rose was walking down the corridor, heading for an afternoon swim, towel in hand. She was wearing her favorite black bikini consisting of a plain halter top and boy-cut bottoms. It had been a rather uneventful morning with the Doctor working on various bits and pieces of the TARDIS, so she had decided to find something constructive to do until they reached their next destination. As she walked by the kitchen, though, she heard an "Ooooo!" that sounded suspiciously like the Doctor. Then she heard a rustling movement followed by the clinking of glass. After a pause there was an excited squeak.
She glanced back down the hall, in the direction of the pool, then back at the kitchen entrance. With a sigh and a resigned drop of her shoulders, she headed cautiously into the kitchen. Peeking around the corner, she was greeted with a puff of flour and a delighted, childlike squeal.
All along the spacious counters were jars and containers scattered and every last one opened. Some were lying on their sides and dripping unknown substances. The food preparation island in the center of the room was covered with bowls and various measuring and mixing devices. Her eyes grew bigger and bigger as she took in the scene.
There, in the midst of it all, was the Doctor. His suit jacket and tie were thrown haphazardly across one of the coral-like framework struts. His sleeves were rolled up and he was mixing something in a large silver bowl wildly, as if he were some sort of television chef performing for a studio audience. Rose glanced around wildly at the mess, knowing full well that the TARDIS would take no part in helping him with this one. As her eyes scanned the room, she caught movement in the cabinets above the counter. To her amazement, out crawled a miniature version of the Doctor.
Rose blinked and shook her head in surprise. He was covered in various substances, similar to those pooled around his little Chuck clad feet. She watched in shock as he sat down, unscrewed the cap off the glass jar he was carrying and stuck his entire arm in the jar. When he pulled it out and gave it a lick, it was like watching a cross between the Doctor and Winnie-the-Pooh. He gave what sounded like an approving squeak and then tossed the jar in the direction of the Doctor. He caught the jar with one hand while still stirring with the other. Putting the jar down, he stuck a finger into it, pulled out a glob of something bright pink and transparent, and licked it. He grinned and glanced over at his miniature doppelganger. “Pelagia jelly! That’s perfect!” Then he scooped a huge spoonful into whatever it was he was mixing.
Rose slowly walked in past the corner she had been peeking around. “Doctor? What…who…how…”
Both the Doctor and the mini-Doctor gave a guilty start. The mini-Doctor gave a “Meep!”, scrambled back into the cabinet and closed the door. “Rose!” said the Doctor “I can explain! Well, I can try, but it’s likely you won’t believe it even if it is the truth!”
“Try me.” She replied, arms crossed and tapping her sandal on the tile floor.
“Well, I was working on the TARDIS and there was an incident. And when I say incident, I mean something not entirely planned although I had taken it into account but there was such an infinitesimal possibility of it occurring that it wasn’t really worth counting at all.” He tugged on his ear as he spoke with an earnest grin. A surefire sign that he had done something monumentally foolish.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning when I was working on the wiring, two of them got crossed and that” he pointed to the small face half peaking from behind the cabinet door “is a chibi clone of me.”
Rose looked between the Doctor and this miniature version of him. “How does crossing two wires equal a wee Doctor clone?” She asked, suspicious.
“Weeeeell, it involved the hyperspacial transmogrification filter and a direct link to the medical database files.” He coughed delicately. “Plus, Imighthaveturnedthepoweruptoeleven.”
Rose’s arms shifted from crossed to putting her hands on her hips and the Doctor winced, knowing he was in for it. It was at that moment the mini-Doctor slid down from the cabinet, hopped off the counter and slowly walked over to Rose. He put his hands up in the air like a small child wanting to be picked up.
“Eep?”
The Doctor’s eyes flicked nervously between Rose and the little version of himself.
Rose gazed down at the big puppy dog eyes and sweet expression on his face and just melted. She bent down and scooped him up. He immediately snuggled up to her, rooting his face into her neck.
“Aw, you are just too sweet.” She said softly and stroked his wild hair. She looked over at the Doctor. “Can we keep him?”
The Doctor stared back in awe at the little usurper. “Oi. My Rose. Get your own.”
Rose just smiled and glanced down at her new friend. “Come on, cutie. Let’s go get you cleaned up.” With that she turned around and headed out of the kitchen.
The Doctor stood there in shock, wondering exactly what just happened. That’s when he heard her calling back to him from down the hall.
“Oh, and you better get that cleaned up before I’m done washing him up or you’re taking us out to dinner.”
Author:
ivydoor Rating: PG
Pairing: 10/Rose
Genre: pure crack & fluff
Spoilers: none
Summary: It had started with the peanut butter. Then the vanilla-orange swirled ice cream. Eventually it had escalated to just about every substance in the TARDIS kitchen that was remotely edible.
Author's Note: This is in response to the Chibi!verse Challenge. I blame
jesidres and the heavy narcotics I’m on right now for this. Bonus points for anyone who can spot the two cartoon references in this fic. It had started with the peanut butter. Then the vanilla-orange swirled ice cream. Eventually it had escalated to just about every substance in the TARDIS kitchen that was remotely edible.
*****
Rose was walking down the corridor, heading for an afternoon swim, towel in hand. She was wearing her favorite black bikini consisting of a plain halter top and boy-cut bottoms. It had been a rather uneventful morning with the Doctor working on various bits and pieces of the TARDIS, so she had decided to find something constructive to do until they reached their next destination. As she walked by the kitchen, though, she heard an "Ooooo!" that sounded suspiciously like the Doctor. Then she heard a rustling movement followed by the clinking of glass. After a pause there was an excited squeak.
She glanced back down the hall, in the direction of the pool, then back at the kitchen entrance. With a sigh and a resigned drop of her shoulders, she headed cautiously into the kitchen. Peeking around the corner, she was greeted with a puff of flour and a delighted, childlike squeal.
All along the spacious counters were jars and containers scattered and every last one opened. Some were lying on their sides and dripping unknown substances. The food preparation island in the center of the room was covered with bowls and various measuring and mixing devices. Her eyes grew bigger and bigger as she took in the scene.
There, in the midst of it all, was the Doctor. His suit jacket and tie were thrown haphazardly across one of the coral-like framework struts. His sleeves were rolled up and he was mixing something in a large silver bowl wildly, as if he were some sort of television chef performing for a studio audience. Rose glanced around wildly at the mess, knowing full well that the TARDIS would take no part in helping him with this one. As her eyes scanned the room, she caught movement in the cabinets above the counter. To her amazement, out crawled a miniature version of the Doctor.
Rose blinked and shook her head in surprise. He was covered in various substances, similar to those pooled around his little Chuck clad feet. She watched in shock as he sat down, unscrewed the cap off the glass jar he was carrying and stuck his entire arm in the jar. When he pulled it out and gave it a lick, it was like watching a cross between the Doctor and Winnie-the-Pooh. He gave what sounded like an approving squeak and then tossed the jar in the direction of the Doctor. He caught the jar with one hand while still stirring with the other. Putting the jar down, he stuck a finger into it, pulled out a glob of something bright pink and transparent, and licked it. He grinned and glanced over at his miniature doppelganger. “Pelagia jelly! That’s perfect!” Then he scooped a huge spoonful into whatever it was he was mixing.
Rose slowly walked in past the corner she had been peeking around. “Doctor? What…who…how…”
Both the Doctor and the mini-Doctor gave a guilty start. The mini-Doctor gave a “Meep!”, scrambled back into the cabinet and closed the door. “Rose!” said the Doctor “I can explain! Well, I can try, but it’s likely you won’t believe it even if it is the truth!”
“Try me.” She replied, arms crossed and tapping her sandal on the tile floor.
“Well, I was working on the TARDIS and there was an incident. And when I say incident, I mean something not entirely planned although I had taken it into account but there was such an infinitesimal possibility of it occurring that it wasn’t really worth counting at all.” He tugged on his ear as he spoke with an earnest grin. A surefire sign that he had done something monumentally foolish.
“Meaning?”
“Meaning when I was working on the wiring, two of them got crossed and that” he pointed to the small face half peaking from behind the cabinet door “is a chibi clone of me.”
Rose looked between the Doctor and this miniature version of him. “How does crossing two wires equal a wee Doctor clone?” She asked, suspicious.
“Weeeeell, it involved the hyperspacial transmogrification filter and a direct link to the medical database files.” He coughed delicately. “Plus, Imighthaveturnedthepoweruptoeleven.”
Rose’s arms shifted from crossed to putting her hands on her hips and the Doctor winced, knowing he was in for it. It was at that moment the mini-Doctor slid down from the cabinet, hopped off the counter and slowly walked over to Rose. He put his hands up in the air like a small child wanting to be picked up.
“Eep?”
The Doctor’s eyes flicked nervously between Rose and the little version of himself.
Rose gazed down at the big puppy dog eyes and sweet expression on his face and just melted. She bent down and scooped him up. He immediately snuggled up to her, rooting his face into her neck.
“Aw, you are just too sweet.” She said softly and stroked his wild hair. She looked over at the Doctor. “Can we keep him?”
The Doctor stared back in awe at the little usurper. “Oi. My Rose. Get your own.”
Rose just smiled and glanced down at her new friend. “Come on, cutie. Let’s go get you cleaned up.” With that she turned around and headed out of the kitchen.
The Doctor stood there in shock, wondering exactly what just happened. That’s when he heard her calling back to him from down the hall.
“Oh, and you better get that cleaned up before I’m done washing him up or you’re taking us out to dinner.”
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:18 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-06-05 11:08 pm (UTC)"Dental Surgery: It's Not Just For Teeth Anymore"
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:32 am (UTC)Definitely going to draw the flour dusted pair. Heee!
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:45 am (UTC)I'm so glad this works for you. I was hoping it would. :)
Definitely going to draw the flour dusted pair. Heee!
SQUEE! Oh, I can't wait to see it! Hee! :D
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-06-05 02:24 am (UTC)I wish my dental surgeries could be so useful. XD
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Date: 2007-06-05 02:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-05 02:36 am (UTC)Chibi!Doctor is just so cute!! Thanks for this great fic!!
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Date: 2007-06-05 02:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-05 08:07 am (UTC)Wasn't there a Tom and Jerry where Jerry gets covered in flour and Tom thinks he's killed Jerry and Jerry's come back to haunt him?
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Date: 2007-06-05 10:53 am (UTC)I think I remember that one. Hee!
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Date: 2007-06-05 02:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-06-05 05:59 pm (UTC)“Weeeeell, it involved the hyperspacial transmogrification filter and a direct link to the medical database files.” He coughed delicately. “Plus, Imighthaveturnedthepoweruptoeleven.”
This is where I die from LOL.
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Date: 2007-06-05 06:40 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-06-05 07:59 pm (UTC)Yeah, something tells me the TARDIS would not be pleased with the mess. Heh.
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Date: 2007-06-05 09:42 pm (UTC)I love that you can come up with a "realistic" explanation for how chibi!Doctor came to be with them. (Heh, don't you love fandoms where something cracktastic like this can be considered "realistic"? ;)) And add in another vote for a sequel (hell, a whole series, LOL!) where they get chibi!Rose. Squee!
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Date: 2007-06-05 09:56 pm (UTC)Yes, my mind is strange and weird place. And, yes, I am caving to peer pressure and writing a sequel, but it may be a few days. I'm working on something totally unrelated right now, but once that's done, I'll get on it.
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Date: 2007-06-06 02:01 am (UTC)They are so adorable.
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Date: 2007-06-06 03:14 am (UTC)Thanks!