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lindenharpTitle: The TARDIS Fitness Plan -- Run for Your Life!
Author: Lindenharp
Genres: humor
Rating: All Ages
Summary: Even on the TARDIS, a guy needs to worry about keeping his boyish figure.
Words: 100
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Jack Harkness, Rose Tyler
Series: none
Warnings and spoilers: none
A/N: This is an incentive fic for Taffimai, who kindly bid on me in the Support Stacie Auction. Thanks to![[info]](https://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
wendymr for the lightning-fast beta.
Jack glides from his tiny room into the corridor, hoping Rose and the alien Doctor are asleep. They have quarters near the mysterious 'wardrobe' that provided Jack's new clothes. How big is the TARDIS? He can't investigate. The corridor access door is locked.
Author: Lindenharp
Genres: humor
Rating: All Ages
Summary: Even on the TARDIS, a guy needs to worry about keeping his boyish figure.
Words: 100
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Jack Harkness, Rose Tyler
Series: none
Warnings and spoilers: none
A/N: This is an incentive fic for Taffimai, who kindly bid on me in the Support Stacie Auction. Thanks to
wendymr for the lightning-fast beta.Jack glides from his tiny room into the corridor, hoping Rose and the alien Doctor are asleep. They have quarters near the mysterious 'wardrobe' that provided Jack's new clothes. How big is the TARDIS? He can't investigate. The corridor access door is locked.
He drops to the floor, managing thirty press-ups before a female voice interrupts. "Jack? What'cha doing?"
Wha--? “Exercises. Running like hell doesn't tone all the muscles..."
"So use the gym."
"Umm..."
"The Doctor didn't give you the grand tour? C’mon."
He doesn't tone any muscles that night, but his sense of wonder gets a serious workout.
