Doctor Who Drabble: Elegant
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Title: Elegant
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Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 339: Fashion at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
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Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The Doctor introduces Rose to the TARDIS’s wardrobe.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
“All the latest fashions and styles!” the Doctor declared, gesturing at the racks and rails of clothing that constituted the TARDIS’s wardrobe. “Something for every occasion.”
Rose stared around her, wide-eyed; it was like the biggest dress-up box ever combined with the most eclectic retro boutique in the universe. “Oh my God, is that a feather boa?”
“Genuine ostrich feathers!” The Doctor beamed. “Not suitable for Victorian London though, unless you want to be mistaken for a floozy.”
“Nope, definitely not. I want to look classy and elegant.”
The Doctor reached for a hanger. “How about this?”
Rose ginned. “Perfect!”
The End
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ninth Doctor, Rose.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 339: Fashion at
dw100.Spoilers: Nada.
Summary: The Doctor introduces Rose to the TARDIS’s wardrobe.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Doctor Who, or the characters.
“All the latest fashions and styles!” the Doctor declared, gesturing at the racks and rails of clothing that constituted the TARDIS’s wardrobe. “Something for every occasion.”
Rose stared around her, wide-eyed; it was like the biggest dress-up box ever combined with the most eclectic retro boutique in the universe. “Oh my God, is that a feather boa?”
“Genuine ostrich feathers!” The Doctor beamed. “Not suitable for Victorian London though, unless you want to be mistaken for a floozy.”
“Nope, definitely not. I want to look classy and elegant.”
The Doctor reached for a hanger. “How about this?”
Rose ginned. “Perfect!”
The End
