TALES OF WHOUFFLE

10. Blanket Fort

"What are you doing?" Clara asked puzzled, walking into the library of the TARDIS to find the Doctor stuck under a fleece blanket and surrounded by a mountain of pillows and sheets.

He huffed. "I was trying to build a blanket fort! Or a big tent!" He whined, sounding very annoyed.

Clara giggled, lifting the blanket to reveal a very grumpy Doctor with very messy hair. She couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter.

"It's not funny!" He grumbled, hands crossed over his chest. She couldn't help but think that he looked like a spoilt child.

"Come on, we'll build one together, eh?" She smiled, ruffling his hair up. His expression immediately lit up.

"Finally!" He exclaimed, leaping up and picking up all the blankets and pillows in his arms.

Clara rolled her eyes. "You are such a child."

"There's no point in being grown up if you can't act a little childish sometimes." He replied, hanging a blanket on a tall lamp. Clara strolled over, hands on her hips, looking up at the dust falling around the lamp.

"Don't you ever dust this place?" She asked astonished.

"Of course I do!" The Doctor lied, proceeding to pick up the other end of the blanket and drape it over a bookshelf. Clara grabbed a TARDIS blue blanket and did the same. Soon they were getting chairs, sofas, all different types of furniture to use to expand their fort. It took a few tries (because somebody kept falling over the blankets) but they eventually completed it. It was as big as a room, about 3 metres in diameter, and it was at least 2 metres tall. It was covered in fairy lights, and on the inside were a huge amount of pillows from Haxarthe, known for supplying the fluffiest pillows in the galaxy. There was enough food to feed 4, and they placed a nicely sized television inside. It was more than a fort, it was a castle.

"Wow," Clara gasped. "This is amazing!"

The Doctor grinned, clearly proud of their work. "Well, that fort took awhile to build. How about we watch some movies with some pizza and ice cream?"

Clara jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. When she had finished, she did something extraordinary.

She grabbed his face and kissed him. Hard. She kissed him with more passion than anyone she had before. At first, he was shocked, but soon melted into it.

"Wow." The Doctor panted afterwards.

Clara grabbed him by the bow tie and led him to the fort. "I have an idea or two for a movie..."

"And what is it?"

Clara smirked saucily. "50 shades of grey..."

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