Prompt for Emmett and Alice (total 200 words):
While going shopping with Alice had been brilliant, watching the Cullens open the various Christmas gifts Jenny had purchased seemed even better. She leaned forward with enthusiasm clear on her face as Emmett opened the box that had been sitting beneath the tree mere seconds ago. Her smile grew as he pulled out a taut, stuffed brown bear wearing a baseball cap and tee. A certificate followed, stating name and date of birth.
Emmett gaped. Edward snickered. Esme laughed softly as Alice held out her hand for Rosalie to pay up. Carlisle just smiled warmly, watching Japser flash a worried look in his wife’s direction.
“T. Bear?”
“Teddy. Alice said that’s what the stuffed bears were called by children,” Jenny responded with absolute sincerity. “And Emmett T. Bear sounded better than Emmett Teddy Bear. You like it, don’t you?”
“You know it,” he answered, hesitating only momentarily. He held open his arms wide. “C’mere you.”
Jenny bounced up from her seat to hug Emmett without hesitation or heed for his marble body. Even though Alice had predicted this scene, it felt far better to see it played out for herself. Edward had been correct; betting on Alice meant betting right.
Prompt for Bart, Mistletoe (100 word)
“I don’t understand. That plant is poisonous to humans, Bart. It’s not even pretty!”
Bart rolled his eyes as he tucked the sprig of mistletoe behind Jenny’s ear. He looked at her, smugness on his face, and then shook his head. “Because.”
“Because?”
“Because,” he agreed. Before she could question him further, Bart placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in to kiss her soundly on the lips. “That’s why. Merry Christmas, Gorgeous.”
Even if she didn’t completely comprehend this explanation, Jenny smiled back and kissed him again. She giggled. “Like that reason. Merry Christmas to you, too, Speedy.”
Prompt for Gwen, 5th Regeneration (100 words):
She had absolutely no idea how she had arrived here. Seconds ago she had been on Quanco, ending a war between natives and settlers. All it had taken was one misstep and-
“Torchwood! Please step forward and-”
“Gwen?” The disbelief sounded foreign even to Jenny’s own ears. Centuries and yet the voice remained familiar. Instinct to run, an instinct she hadn’t felt since her first body, flooded through her. This wasn’t right and yet, sure enough, “Oh, Gwen, it is you. Hullo, then. How many years has it been?”
“Do I know you?”
“Yeah. It’s me – Jenny. The Doctor’s daughter.”
Prompt for Jack, snuggling (100 words):
“He’s not coming back, is he?”
He shook his head before enveloping Jenny in a hug, as if it would make the tears falling down both their faces disappear.
“I am sorry, Jenny,” he whispered, resting his cheek on her head. “But he’s free now. And watch – if anyone will find a way to rescue us, it’ll be your dad.”
She wanted to, but she couldn’t believe him. Some subtle hint in his voice said he had been left behind before, too. Dad wouldn’t come back, no matter how much Jack held her. Or how much either of them hoped.
( “R-rating” )
While going shopping with Alice had been brilliant, watching the Cullens open the various Christmas gifts Jenny had purchased seemed even better. She leaned forward with enthusiasm clear on her face as Emmett opened the box that had been sitting beneath the tree mere seconds ago. Her smile grew as he pulled out a taut, stuffed brown bear wearing a baseball cap and tee. A certificate followed, stating name and date of birth.
Emmett gaped. Edward snickered. Esme laughed softly as Alice held out her hand for Rosalie to pay up. Carlisle just smiled warmly, watching Japser flash a worried look in his wife’s direction.
“T. Bear?”
“Teddy. Alice said that’s what the stuffed bears were called by children,” Jenny responded with absolute sincerity. “And Emmett T. Bear sounded better than Emmett Teddy Bear. You like it, don’t you?”
“You know it,” he answered, hesitating only momentarily. He held open his arms wide. “C’mere you.”
Jenny bounced up from her seat to hug Emmett without hesitation or heed for his marble body. Even though Alice had predicted this scene, it felt far better to see it played out for herself. Edward had been correct; betting on Alice meant betting right.
Prompt for Bart, Mistletoe (100 word)
“I don’t understand. That plant is poisonous to humans, Bart. It’s not even pretty!”
Bart rolled his eyes as he tucked the sprig of mistletoe behind Jenny’s ear. He looked at her, smugness on his face, and then shook his head. “Because.”
“Because?”
“Because,” he agreed. Before she could question him further, Bart placed a hand on her cheek and leaned in to kiss her soundly on the lips. “That’s why. Merry Christmas, Gorgeous.”
Even if she didn’t completely comprehend this explanation, Jenny smiled back and kissed him again. She giggled. “Like that reason. Merry Christmas to you, too, Speedy.”
Prompt for Gwen, 5th Regeneration (100 words):
She had absolutely no idea how she had arrived here. Seconds ago she had been on Quanco, ending a war between natives and settlers. All it had taken was one misstep and-
“Torchwood! Please step forward and-”
“Gwen?” The disbelief sounded foreign even to Jenny’s own ears. Centuries and yet the voice remained familiar. Instinct to run, an instinct she hadn’t felt since her first body, flooded through her. This wasn’t right and yet, sure enough, “Oh, Gwen, it is you. Hullo, then. How many years has it been?”
“Do I know you?”
“Yeah. It’s me – Jenny. The Doctor’s daughter.”
Prompt for Jack, snuggling (100 words):
“He’s not coming back, is he?”
He shook his head before enveloping Jenny in a hug, as if it would make the tears falling down both their faces disappear.
“I am sorry, Jenny,” he whispered, resting his cheek on her head. “But he’s free now. And watch – if anyone will find a way to rescue us, it’ll be your dad.”
She wanted to, but she couldn’t believe him. Some subtle hint in his voice said he had been left behind before, too. Dad wouldn’t come back, no matter how much Jack held her. Or how much either of them hoped.
( “R-rating” )
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