Mrs. Claus- 2
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starjargonWritten in December
~~~~ Merry Christmas~~~~~
“No, River, no! Absolutely not! You can’t do this!”
“Oh, don’t be so 19th Century Earth, my love. Of course I can. And I’m going to.”
“River, Santa Claus is always a man!”
“Was always, Dear. This year, he gets to stay at the North Pole and supervise elves. Mrs. Claus is taking the sleigh! She deserves a night out on the town every now and again, don’t you agree?”
The Doctor paces back and forth anxiously outside the door as he tries to convince his wife to let him take the toys to the children of Trakis III as a distraction while she sneaks behind the crowds to turn off the darkness filters to bathe the city once more in forbidden festive lights.. She has been getting ready for quite a while, and he was pouting by means of rambling on and on about the propriety of Father Christmas- not at all upset that she had sneakily arranged the plan so he missed out on wearing one of his favourite outfits and hats and had tasked him with the quick, somewhat unexciting part of the plan- sonic and run. Nope. Not upset one bit.
“River- you can’t even be Mrs. Claus. And she doesn’t go deliver the presents! She’s supposed to be all old looking, with wide chubby cheeks and a warm, grandmotherly smile, and fixes Santa cocoa when he-“
She steps out of the dressing room at last, her floor- length gown hugging her stunning figure in a way that renders the Doctor mute. He takes in the red velvet embracing her curves, white fur- like trim placed both strategically and subtly around the edges. The elf- like pointed stilettos she sported looked anything but ridiculous somehow, and in fact greatly complimented the red tinsel and jingly- bell clip she’d placed to hold back one side of her curls. She somehow managed to look both breathtaking and Christmassy at the same time- something which really shouldn’t have surprised the Doctor..
She followed his gaze as he looked her up and down in amazement and awe, smirking at her speechless husband.
“Dear,” she says, bringing the Time Lord’s attention to her face before pretending to straighten her dress as a means of drawing the Doctor’s eyes to her outfit once more, “you were saying something about cocoa?”
The Doctor blinked, temporarily stunned by his wife.
“Yes,” he managed meekly, before clearing his throat and looking briefly at her eyes before his gaze once more fell to the dress. “Yes, Mrs. Claus. I was saying Santa would have hot cocoa for you here at home when you finish delivering your gifts.”
“Good boy.” She grins as she passes him, patting his cheek as his eyes refuse to leave his wife. She bends down to pick up her small bag which held the joy of dozens of children within its depths before gliding out of the TARDIS, the Doctor’s face still a mask of wonder as his head moves with the swish swish of her skirts.
She knew the right dress would make him more persuadable. She couldn’t wait to show him what she planned to wear for Easter.
~~~~ Merry Christmas~~~~~
“No, River, no! Absolutely not! You can’t do this!”
“Oh, don’t be so 19th Century Earth, my love. Of course I can. And I’m going to.”
“River, Santa Claus is always a man!”
“Was always, Dear. This year, he gets to stay at the North Pole and supervise elves. Mrs. Claus is taking the sleigh! She deserves a night out on the town every now and again, don’t you agree?”
The Doctor paces back and forth anxiously outside the door as he tries to convince his wife to let him take the toys to the children of Trakis III as a distraction while she sneaks behind the crowds to turn off the darkness filters to bathe the city once more in forbidden festive lights.. She has been getting ready for quite a while, and he was pouting by means of rambling on and on about the propriety of Father Christmas- not at all upset that she had sneakily arranged the plan so he missed out on wearing one of his favourite outfits and hats and had tasked him with the quick, somewhat unexciting part of the plan- sonic and run. Nope. Not upset one bit.
“River- you can’t even be Mrs. Claus. And she doesn’t go deliver the presents! She’s supposed to be all old looking, with wide chubby cheeks and a warm, grandmotherly smile, and fixes Santa cocoa when he-“
She steps out of the dressing room at last, her floor- length gown hugging her stunning figure in a way that renders the Doctor mute. He takes in the red velvet embracing her curves, white fur- like trim placed both strategically and subtly around the edges. The elf- like pointed stilettos she sported looked anything but ridiculous somehow, and in fact greatly complimented the red tinsel and jingly- bell clip she’d placed to hold back one side of her curls. She somehow managed to look both breathtaking and Christmassy at the same time- something which really shouldn’t have surprised the Doctor..
She followed his gaze as he looked her up and down in amazement and awe, smirking at her speechless husband.
“Dear,” she says, bringing the Time Lord’s attention to her face before pretending to straighten her dress as a means of drawing the Doctor’s eyes to her outfit once more, “you were saying something about cocoa?”
The Doctor blinked, temporarily stunned by his wife.
“Yes,” he managed meekly, before clearing his throat and looking briefly at her eyes before his gaze once more fell to the dress. “Yes, Mrs. Claus. I was saying Santa would have hot cocoa for you here at home when you finish delivering your gifts.”
“Good boy.” She grins as she passes him, patting his cheek as his eyes refuse to leave his wife. She bends down to pick up her small bag which held the joy of dozens of children within its depths before gliding out of the TARDIS, the Doctor’s face still a mask of wonder as his head moves with the swish swish of her skirts.
She knew the right dress would make him more persuadable. She couldn’t wait to show him what she planned to wear for Easter.
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Haha
Date: 2014-01-20 06:57 pm (UTC)Glad you enjoyed it~