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Please comment with one word. (Scrabble rules do not apply - the word can be a person, place, or slang.)
I will write a drabble-ish length reply. It might be fic, it might be original, it might be memory, might be, I don't know, a definition? A recipe? A made-up word origin?
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The first few times Martha went wandering through the TARDIS, she got the distinct impression she was not wanted. It might have been the fact that no matter where she went, a door with 'Rose's Room' printed prominently on it seemed to follow her. Or that when she opened doors, they were to rooms full of dead fish, angry monkeys and the North Pole.
One day, she returned to the TARDIS console room covered head to toe in chocolate goo.
"Why didn't you tell me about the pudding room?" she asked The Doctor.
"You found the pudding room?" he said, excitedly. "Brilliant! I haven't been able to find that for ages. Well, since last Tuesday at least. Which was...well, a long time ago. You didn't happen to see my Fabergé egg, did you? Alexandra Fedorovna gave it to me in 1898 and I put it in my pocket and-"
Martha didn't hear the end, as she went off in search of a shower room. Which, as it turned out, was next door the honey room.
Over time, the room incidents eased up, until, one day, after she'd saved the Doctor's life, she came across a room with a door that read 'Martha's Room'. She took this as a sign that she'd finally made friends with the TARDIS.
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