((It'll be hard enough writing a Christmas-induced Master as it is, sooo you get Rose XD))
Before Rose ever met the Doctor, Christmas was about listening to her mum's guests gossip and occasionally fuss over her. Or, it was about work, which generally suited her best. She'd be one of the few who'd offer themselves to the fray of the day, and when her mum complained about her hours, she would insist that there was nothing she could do to get out of them.
Then of course, there was the Doctor, and her most memorable Christmas was after the Satellite 5 incident and him going and changing on her. Talk about a stressful, crazy Christmas Eve - but it all turned out good in the end, save for cleaning ash out of her hair.
Rose was cradling her own Styrofoam cup of hot chocolate between her hands when she found him, tongue in her cheek, sidling up besides him for extra warmth. "Is it bad that I'm expecting an alien invasion at any moment? 'spose it could be worse, though."
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Before Rose ever met the Doctor, Christmas was about listening to her mum's guests gossip and occasionally fuss over her. Or, it was about work, which generally suited her best. She'd be one of the few who'd offer themselves to the fray of the day, and when her mum complained about her hours, she would insist that there was nothing she could do to get out of them.
Then of course, there was the Doctor, and her most memorable Christmas was after the Satellite 5 incident and him going and changing on her. Talk about a stressful, crazy Christmas Eve - but it all turned out good in the end, save for cleaning ash out of her hair.
Rose was cradling her own Styrofoam cup of hot chocolate between her hands when she found him, tongue in her cheek, sidling up besides him for extra warmth. "Is it bad that I'm expecting an alien invasion at any moment? 'spose it could be worse, though."