A Christmas Gift

It was hard to say exactly what had happened. One moment they'd been in Scrooge's home, the next... Clara glanced around, the world resolving itself into a distinctly 21st century home. Electric lights, a christmas tree, a handful of people all gathered in the room. An older blonde, a dark-skinned guy, and what looked like a slightly younger version of Rose.

Huh, the Ghost was doing its work. Clara turned around, suddenly spotting Rose's wide-eyed expression.

"Remember this?" Clara said.

"Do- do we have to watch this?" Rose said.

"Does it end with you naked?" Clara said.

Rose blushed; Clara smirked.

The past Rose was unwrapping a smaller gift, tearing the paper to reveal a small box. She opened it to reveal a round silver disc, adorned with a large button and a few flashing lights, and a paper note. Frowning, the past Rose lifted the note to read.

Clara took a step closer to peer over her shoulder; the present Rose fidgeted nervously.

Rose,

Will try to turn up for Christmas, but you know how the TARDIS is, may be a little late. Or early. I know you wanted a break but I had to send you something, this is a ticket to the most popular holiday planet in this era. Don't worry, I tweaked it a little, it's tied to your genetic code so no one else will accidentally activate it, and I keyed it so that when your stay's up you'll return to a second after you left, so no need to worry about missing anything. Have fun!

The Doctor

Clara frowned, glancing up at the blonde. The nude Rose still squirmed.

"Must be a hell of a holiday planet," Clara said.

"I- it was the..." Rose said. She flushed. "Why does this keep happening?"

The past Rose looked up, murmuring something to the others at the christmas party. She stood up, quickly walking into the hallway; Clara followed, and watched as Rose hit the button.

There was a flash of light as a transmat took her away. And, Clara noted, just her; a top, jeans, shoes, and even underwear suddenly crumpled and fell to the floor sans wearer. Clara blinked, and Rose squeaked.

"Oh, no wonder you're so flustered," Clara said. "Keyed to your genetic code, right? Just your genes. Trust the Doctor to mess something like that up."

"I- I tried to forget that happened," Rose said, blushing.

"Don't take it personally," Clara said. "Ending up naked's parctically as much of a hazard as Daleks when travelling with the Doctor. Happened to me a fair bit too. Like, astonishingly often."

"I don't know if that's comforting," Rose said.

Clara shrugged. "You look good though."

Rose flushed. Hands still behind her back, she could only fidget.

There was a brief flare of light as the Ghost of Christmas Past swept in, materialising in the doorway back to the main room. Time in this recollection seemed to have stopped.

The Ghost hesitated, a little awkwardly.

"I... normally have more dramatic pronouncements to make," the Ghost said. "I'm not really sure what to say when you're seeing... this."

"Compliments would be nice," Clara said.

"Uh..." the Ghost hesitated. "Do you want to see the rest?"

"Of course!" Clara said. "Right Rose? Refresher could be fun. Might give me ideas."

"I-if you want," Rose said, cheeks blazing. Clara beamed.

"`Sides, you can't stop there," Clara said. "Don't just tease."

The Ghost nodded, and stretched out spectral arms. A moment later and the world flickered, the 21st century Earth apartment being replaced with the holiday world that the past Rose had been sent naked to.

Huh, two Roses. Clara smiled to herself.