A Doctor, a girl with a baseball bat and a robot dog walk into a bar.

....Okay well, actually they walk out of a blue box but you know, same difference depending on what's been going on in the TARDIS at the time.

"Doctor," the girl who starts to flicker the further they move away from said blue box, starts. "You won't be able to find anything you need here, you do know that right?"

The Doctor smiles. "Not for K-9," the dog made a few awkward blipping noises but otherwise remained quiet. "But I'm out of tea."

The TARDIS gives him a look.

"I'm out of a certain kind of tea."

"You wanted a sweet, didn't you?"

"....Well yes, that might have something to do with it as well but I knew you'd give me that look-yes, that one there!-so I decided not to tell you."

She huffs just a little and the flickering gets progressively worse. "You won't get the parts for either of us but you'll take care of your sweet tooth, how very thoughtful of you."

He's turning around and giving an apologetic look. "Oh come on, don't be like that. I promise, I'll start working on you just as son as I've repaired K-9 for Romana."

The TARDIS crosses her arms over her chest and flickers out of sight, appearing to still be fairly discontent with the situation as it stood but the smile on her face, no matter how slight, told the Doctor all he needed to now.

"C'mon," he grumbles to K-9 as they enter a small grocery. "I think it's best we hurry, don't you?"

A few pathetic blips is all he receives as a reply.

The Doctor is currently on top of the TARDIS. He had plans to actually do something, maintenance mostly but at present, he's only laying there.

The TARDIS wasn't exactly approving of this but she's also growing used to such activities, aseptically with this incarnation of her Doctor.

Eight only smiles and rolls onto his stomach before grabbing a rag and starting to wipe at the outsides of her windows.

In case it isn't obvious, this would be a wonderful time to interrupt him.

Here world, have a very bouncy Eight who seemed to be on the search for a certain young mutant.  He’s got a bit of a surprise for her and he can’t wait show it off.  

With a spring in his step and a song on his lips, he’s darting around the Inn, searching high and low for the girl.  Really, if he couldn’t find her soon he was just going to see what would happen if he tried thinking her up.  After all, the Inn could produce anything else, so why not Kitty too?

Look! Look at the Eight who can't seem to stop smiling or get rid of the spring in his step or just...anything.

In case it isn't apparent enough, he is a very happy being.

Really, you could do anything to him right now, or just about at least, and it wouldn't shake him not this night!

So, come on, just come up to him and say hi. You know you wanna.

Once upon a time there was a fuzzy-headed Doctor who very much liked being outside. He liked the sun and rain and especially the night time but his favourite setting by far was a nice snowy evening.

He loved it more than just about anything and since the narration likes to see him smile, it decides to give him one of those evenings to enjoy.

He's perched on the top of the TARDIS looking out at all that lay before him. The only thing that might make this better? A certain other Doctor that preferred beige, decorative vegetables and cricket joining him.

<small(You don't actually have to reply to this, I'm just craving some cute and cuddly Five/Eight, so yeah.)