The Doctor didn't answer, choosing to flick switches and fiddle with knobs instead.
"Doctor?" Rose questioned.
He dropped his hands to his sides and looked at her sincerely. "I'll take you anywhere and anywhen your heart desires, Rose Tyler."
She smiled, that shy little smile the Doctor loved so much, and thought. "Take me," she said, rounding the console to stand beside him, "to the most important when and where ever."
She whispered the last word, and the Doctor had to swallow a few times to rid himself of the effect of it. Once calmed, he thought for a moment. He smiled his signature smile, and flicked a few more switches. "I think that can be arranged."
The TARDIS landed rather softly, and Rose giddily raced to the doors. "Doctor," she said, re-entering, "I don't get it. We're in London. Modern London."
"Right you are, Rose Tyler." He took her arm and steered her out to the street. "You and me, we're in London, on good ole' planet Earth. I love this planet! All the green and the blue. Not every planet has the color blue, you know. Some don't have yellow even! And that's such a good color, yellow. Imagine that, a world without yellow. Your whole world would just go mad! They wouldn't know what to call the dandelions and the sunrises and sunsets. And I do like dandelions."
Rose giggled, amused, as always, by the Doctor's ramblings.
"Anyway, Planet Earth, London, England. March 4, 2005."
"You took me back to the day I met you?" Rose asked. "The first you, I mean? But this can't be the most important day, ever, can it, Doctor?"
"Sometimes Rose," the Doctor said. His voice dropped to whisper as he took her hands in his. "The personal history has the most important dates."
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Date: 2010-02-19 02:53 am (UTC)The Doctor didn't answer, choosing to flick switches and fiddle with knobs instead.
"Doctor?" Rose questioned.
He dropped his hands to his sides and looked at her sincerely. "I'll take you anywhere and anywhen your heart desires, Rose Tyler."
She smiled, that shy little smile the Doctor loved so much, and thought. "Take me," she said, rounding the console to stand beside him, "to the most important when and where ever."
She whispered the last word, and the Doctor had to swallow a few times to rid himself of the effect of it. Once calmed, he thought for a moment. He smiled his signature smile, and flicked a few more switches. "I think that can be arranged."
The TARDIS landed rather softly, and Rose giddily raced to the doors. "Doctor," she said, re-entering, "I don't get it. We're in London. Modern London."
"Right you are, Rose Tyler." He took her arm and steered her out to the street. "You and me, we're in London, on good ole' planet Earth. I love this planet! All the green and the blue. Not every planet has the color blue, you know. Some don't have yellow even! And that's such a good color, yellow. Imagine that, a world without yellow. Your whole world would just go mad! They wouldn't know what to call the dandelions and the sunrises and sunsets. And I do like dandelions."
Rose giggled, amused, as always, by the Doctor's ramblings.
"Anyway, Planet Earth, London, England. March 4, 2005."
"You took me back to the day I met you?" Rose asked. "The first you, I mean? But this can't be the most important day, ever, can it, Doctor?"
"Sometimes Rose," the Doctor said. His voice dropped to whisper as he took her hands in his. "The personal history has the most important dates."