Sorry chaps for being an absentee last month. I had a rough time with things during all of May and to be honest it had slipped my mind (among other things) to write some stuff for you guys. I had my parents breathing down my neck to get some things done and my siblings were adding to that pressure. I have no other excuse than that. I know most of you already hate me for updating at the end of the month (crappy content no less) and for always having shitty but true excuses. Anyways here is a one shot ...

Third Person POV

"Doc- What are you doing?" "Baking a cake! This is a brilliant and delicious demonstration of the capabilities of simplistic human science!" Rose rolled her eyes at the comment and sat on a nearby chair. "What for?" "Sorry?" "You're up to something, what is it?" He looked almost offended by the fact that he couldn't bake a simple cake for no reason at all- though you and I both know he's up to something. "What did you do, break, tear or otherwise mess up? Hmm, Doctor?" He felt as if he was in an interrogation room with

twenty coppers. The terrifying power of the Tyler women. He stepped back and bumped into the counter behind him as he tried to mumble out an excuse. To mumble out anything to make her eyebrow lower and her face soften. He felt a lone bead of sweat travel down the side of his face, riding down from his sideburn to his newly growing stubble. Rose wondered if he would actually be able to get out a proper response then wondered what he could have done to make him such a sputtering mess. "I RUINED YOUR JUMPER!", He sputtered before running

out of the room. Rose's eyes widened as what he said set in. She got up and chased after him, going from the console room to the library to the pool room to their rooms and all around again. She managed to trap him (with the help from the TARDIS) in the laundry room. (A room made per Rose's request.) She had him cornered to a point that he couldn't move. "What- Did- You- Do?", she asked for confirmation. "I- I ruined your jumper", he stuttered. "Which one?" "The green one", he squeaked. Rose's eyes widened again. "The one my

mum gave me last Christmas! Doctor if she finds out, she'll kill you! Then she'll kill me for leaving it in your reach!" The colour on his face drained further as he realized what Jackie can do. They looked at each other at the same time. They both ran towards her room in search of the green jacket that Jackie would murder for. They searched her whole room but couldn't find it. "Where did you ruin it?!" "On your dresser, I was messing about with your hair products and I spilt it." Abruptly a phone started ringing. Mum. "Oh dear."