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Happy Birthday, Onabearskinrug!!!
Happy birthday to one of my favorite LJ homies ever!!!! ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
onabearskinrug - yaaaay!!! What follows is an impromptu, illustrated birthday story under the cut. My gift to you. :) And, yes, the images are hotlinked. I'm tired.
Once upon a time lord, the Doctor and Rose found out that it was their friend's birthday.
"It'sonabearskinrug's birthday, Rose!"
"I am SO happy for her! She was BORN!"
"Let's get her the perfect present," the Doctor said.
So, they got into the TARDIS and went to find the perfect present. Along the way, they passed through a TERRIBLE TIME STORM (complete with huge splosians!), and the Doctor found himself bouncing through his previous regenerations, and a few future ones. Rose was quite surprised.
"Say WHAT?"
But, each time, the Doctor apologized, so it was all right. Because this is a short story and it has to be. Anyway, their first thought was to get their friend a coupon for a nice massage, but the Fourth Doctor discovered that was a bad idea.
So, they moved on. Rose was thinking a gift certificate to a stationery store when her Doctor showed up with another suggestion:
"Rose, you KNOW this is a good idea. Everybody wants a pony!" he, said, pointing, at, the, horse. (<--Cult of Eljay secret grammar joke)
"We are not amused."
So, they dropped off the horse in fifteenth century France, and they moved on. The Doctor changed once again - this time into his third regeneration. Rose was impressed by his hair.
"What if we gave her this nougat sorting device?" he asked grimly. "Or a nice, fancy cape?"
"No!" cried Rose, "the perfect gift is in that shop, just there!" She pointed in the direction of a shop called The Place For The Perfect Gift foronabearskinrug. There was only one problem. DALEKS!
"Oh, bloody hell."
After several tries, a lot of running, and the Doctor almost getting shot by a Dalek which may or may not have caused him to regenerate into Tom Baker, he and Rose moved on. Just then, the Doctor shifted into his twelfth incarnation.
"Rose! It's me! How do I look?"
"Oh, my."
********There will be a brief intermission***********
Okay, so, sadly, the twelfth regeneration didn't last half as long as Rose Tyler would have liked, and matters were made even worse when he suddenly downshifted to a previous regeneration.
"Rose? Why are you running away from me? And why are you LAUGHING?"
And they went back to their search for the perfect gift. Rose found a strange-looking hat that she thought might be nice for their friend, so while the Doctor was shopping for candies to include with their gift, Rose sneaked up behind him and put the hat on his head.
An adventure ensued as Rose spent the next sixth months trying to get Dr. Roosevelt Parkington, DDS to open a fob watch. She did get a nice set of veneers out of the deal, though.
"Check out my sexy grill!"
In the end, they decided that the best possible option would be for the Doctor to put on his sexiest outfit and simply wishonabearskinrug happy birthday the old fashioned way.
"Rose! Wait! Before I do this - what about this nice vase?"
"Just say it, you git!" Rose screamed. She had clearly lost sight of the big picture by this point.
"Happy birthday,onabearskinrug!!!"
And then, the Doctor and Rose made out.
Alot. ;)
onabearskinrug - yaaaay!!! What follows is an impromptu, illustrated birthday story under the cut. My gift to you. :) And, yes, the images are hotlinked. I'm tired.Once upon a time lord, the Doctor and Rose found out that it was their friend's birthday.
"It's
onabearskinrug's birthday, Rose!""I am SO happy for her! She was BORN!"
"Let's get her the perfect present," the Doctor said.
So, they got into the TARDIS and went to find the perfect present. Along the way, they passed through a TERRIBLE TIME STORM (complete with huge splosians!), and the Doctor found himself bouncing through his previous regenerations, and a few future ones. Rose was quite surprised.
"Say WHAT?"
But, each time, the Doctor apologized, so it was all right. Because this is a short story and it has to be. Anyway, their first thought was to get their friend a coupon for a nice massage, but the Fourth Doctor discovered that was a bad idea.
So, they moved on. Rose was thinking a gift certificate to a stationery store when her Doctor showed up with another suggestion:
"Rose, you KNOW this is a good idea. Everybody wants a pony!" he, said, pointing, at, the, horse. (<--Cult of Eljay secret grammar joke)
"We are not amused."
So, they dropped off the horse in fifteenth century France, and they moved on. The Doctor changed once again - this time into his third regeneration. Rose was impressed by his hair.
"What if we gave her this nougat sorting device?" he asked grimly. "Or a nice, fancy cape?"
"No!" cried Rose, "the perfect gift is in that shop, just there!" She pointed in the direction of a shop called The Place For The Perfect Gift for
onabearskinrug. There was only one problem. DALEKS!"Oh, bloody hell."
After several tries, a lot of running, and the Doctor almost getting shot by a Dalek which may or may not have caused him to regenerate into Tom Baker, he and Rose moved on. Just then, the Doctor shifted into his twelfth incarnation.
"Rose! It's me! How do I look?"
"Oh, my."
********There will be a brief intermission***********
Okay, so, sadly, the twelfth regeneration didn't last half as long as Rose Tyler would have liked, and matters were made even worse when he suddenly downshifted to a previous regeneration.
"Rose? Why are you running away from me? And why are you LAUGHING?"
And they went back to their search for the perfect gift. Rose found a strange-looking hat that she thought might be nice for their friend, so while the Doctor was shopping for candies to include with their gift, Rose sneaked up behind him and put the hat on his head.
An adventure ensued as Rose spent the next sixth months trying to get Dr. Roosevelt Parkington, DDS to open a fob watch. She did get a nice set of veneers out of the deal, though.
"Check out my sexy grill!"
In the end, they decided that the best possible option would be for the Doctor to put on his sexiest outfit and simply wish
onabearskinrug happy birthday the old fashioned way."Rose! Wait! Before I do this - what about this nice vase?"
"Just say it, you git!" Rose screamed. She had clearly lost sight of the big picture by this point.
"Happy birthday,
onabearskinrug!!!"And then, the Doctor and Rose made out.
Alot. ;)