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Title: A Brief Study of Phobophilia in Humans
Rating: All ages
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Jack Harkness
Genre: drabble
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: none
Summary: Rose and Jack want to visit a 'haunted house'. The Doctor is perplexed.
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A/N: A quick drabble for the
betterwiththree Halloween Challenge. Beta:
wendymr. British underwear consultant: John.
“No such thing as ghosts,” he grumbles.
Rose sighs. “I know that. Jack knows it, too.” Jack’s grin is answer enough.
“Why in the name of Rassilon’s skivvies do you want to visit a ‘haunted house’?”
“Cause it’s fun.”
He may never understand humans. These two are among the best. Their courage in the face of true horror is amazing. Why do they want to be frightened by pretend nightmares?
He has his answer two hours later. A plastic skeleton pops out of a wardrobe. Rose lets out a sound -- half shriek half laughter -- and clings to her two blokes.
Rating: All ages
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Jack Harkness
Genre: drabble
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: none
Summary: Rose and Jack want to visit a 'haunted house'. The Doctor is perplexed.
Disclaimer: The sandbox belongs to the BBC. I'm just playing here in the corner. Not making any money, not asserting any claims.
A/N: A quick drabble for the
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“No such thing as ghosts,” he grumbles.
Rose sighs. “I know that. Jack knows it, too.” Jack’s grin is answer enough.
“Why in the name of Rassilon’s skivvies do you want to visit a ‘haunted house’?”
“Cause it’s fun.”
He may never understand humans. These two are among the best. Their courage in the face of true horror is amazing. Why do they want to be frightened by pretend nightmares?
He has his answer two hours later. A plastic skeleton pops out of a wardrobe. Rose lets out a sound -- half shriek half laughter -- and clings to her two blokes.