So sorry ... I'm still trying to fix those issues I mentioned last time so sorry for the HUGE delay ... but this one came to me in a dream and I felt I had to drop everything and write about it before I forget it ...

Third Person POV

The Doctor landed them on a beautiful planet, the planet of all things natural, in beauty and in growth. Rose walked out side, eager to behold the beauty that the Doctor had described so thoroughly. She froze on the spot, gazing onto the sea of roses of each and every color, very much looking like a color spectrum. The Doctor walked out and stopped immediately, as to not bump into Rose. He looked up and stated his usual drabble,"Welcome to Ro-ana-doa, Rose Tyler! Planet's been here for two-millennium and the people here have always cherished its beauty. And speaking of people, the Rodonians are a very pacifist species and they love sharing the beauty of their planet with others across the multi-verse!" Although she knew it was him talking all she heard was 'blah blah blah blah blah blah blah', she was too enchanted by the sight before her, to care for what he was saying. "Rose? ... Rose Tyler? Ro-ana-doa to Rose!" Her head turned to look at him but her eyes didn't follow. "I said we should go look round and pick some of the flowers." This caught her attention,"What why they are so beautiful?!" "Yes, but they grow back quickly and they find it extremely rude if you don't take one." "Oh ok in that case let's go!" She started to walk away. "It's pronounced Allons-y Rose!" She laughed and proceeded to walk down the narrow path between the roses. He ran to catch up to her, a bit sad because he couldn't walk by her. He glanced around and saw it ... the perfect rose ... the only white rose.