posted by
katherine_b at 07:28pm on 04/05/2009 under asking questions, dw, fan fic, nothing lasts forever
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Title: Asking Questions
Author:
katherine_b
Rating: G
Word Count: 175
Notes: Sequel to Nothing Lasts Forever, the Doctor's in trouble...
"You knew."
"Mmm hmm." She shrugged, unable to hide a grin. "You never asked."
"You could have told me!"
"Can I help it that you're like a bull at a gate? It's not my fault you're stuck with that silly thing! Do you have any idea how ridiculous it looks? I did warn you..."
He glowers and cuts across her smug reply. "Donna, if you say 'I told you so', I'm going to march you out there and make you get a permanent tattoo this time."
"Couldn't look any more stupid than yours already does, Spaceman." She chuckles and turns on her heel, allowing him a clear view of the small rose on her ankle above her strappy sandal. "Well, I'm going to have a shower to wash off this temporary sign of my supposed 'misspent youth'."
The Doctor watches her walk - actually, prance - out of the console room.
As he eyes the dancing banana on the back of his left hand, he wonders if a tattoo will last through his next regeneration...
Author:
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Rating: G
Word Count: 175
Notes: Sequel to Nothing Lasts Forever, the Doctor's in trouble...
"You knew."
"Mmm hmm." She shrugged, unable to hide a grin. "You never asked."
"You could have told me!"
"Can I help it that you're like a bull at a gate? It's not my fault you're stuck with that silly thing! Do you have any idea how ridiculous it looks? I did warn you..."
He glowers and cuts across her smug reply. "Donna, if you say 'I told you so', I'm going to march you out there and make you get a permanent tattoo this time."
"Couldn't look any more stupid than yours already does, Spaceman." She chuckles and turns on her heel, allowing him a clear view of the small rose on her ankle above her strappy sandal. "Well, I'm going to have a shower to wash off this temporary sign of my supposed 'misspent youth'."
The Doctor watches her walk - actually, prance - out of the console room.
As he eyes the dancing banana on the back of his left hand, he wonders if a tattoo will last through his next regeneration...