Author: Petunia Bowl
Rating: All ages
Word Count: 8,945
Author's Summary: The Doctor and Donna bump into a young man who bears a striking resemblance to someone we know.
Characters/Pairings: Tenth Doctor, Donna, Casanova
Recced because: Oh, Donna Noble, you beautiful, brilliant thing. And let me tell you, few people write Miss Noble better than Petunia Bowl. Rondo Veneziano is a lovely, long one-shot where Donna and the Doctor attend a masked ball in Venice, the Doctor looks at maths book and Donna strikes up a conversation with a handsome stranger in a blue coat. A man who looks quite familiar, when she thinks about it...
This is not a ship-fic (even though I read it as one), but what's great about it is how perfectly Petunia Bowl captures Donna and the Doctor's relationship by using the eyes of a stranger. That the stranger happens to be Casanova is just icing on the cake.
“Giacomo Casanova,” he says, very seriously, as he lifts her hand to his lips. “At your service.”
Donna’s eyes fly open wide. “You are kidding me,” she breathes. “You’re not — no.” She looks him up and down. “Really?”
“But really, though. You’re him. The Casanova?”
“That’s me,” he smiles broadly as he straightens up, then flashes her a wink from behind his mask. “The one and only.”
“Well… this is…” She can’t believe it. She knows she’s standing there staring at him with her mouth open, but this is just… She’s seen some incredible stuff with the Doctor; new planets, new universes; she’s met ancient Romans, Ludwig van Beethoven — twice (the Doctor seemed to be especially fond of him, for some reason) - Adipose, Racnoss and Ood; been half-drowned, shot at, blown-up and tied to a sacrificial altar — yet still, the reality of it, the fact that she’s here and then, meeting someone like him is just… so — so… bloody brilliant!