Rating: All Ages
Word Count: 2,301
Author's Summary: In the Vortex, one loses a sense of when and where. It's fitting that the Doctor decides for all.
Characters/Pairings: Four/Romana I, K-9
Recced because: Okay, I'm a good two months late for Christmas fic, and I don't even celebrate the holiday myself, but I am still going to rec this irresistible Four/Romana I Christmas fluff because it is just that charming. We've all seen the "Doctor and companion celebrate Holiday X" trope before, but rarely is it this entertaining and laugh-out-loud funny. Four's holiday observance starts with a strand of multicolored lights, moves on to spiked eggnog, and (unsurprisingly) becomes progressively sillier not long afterwards.
"Gather 'round, all – "
"It’s just me, Doctor."
"Ah-ah-ah! I'm going to tell you a tale of hearts-wrenching emotion and temerarious adventure, and it will be performed interpretatively by none other than a Time Lord’s best friend, K-9."
"K-9, what happened to your nose?"
"Explanation: I am illustrating, Mistress."
"All right, all right, enough chit-chat – the tale begins in a reindeer village at the North Pole of the Earth."
"Magnetic or true north?"
"Be quiet, I'm narrating."