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earlgreytea68“We should renew our vows, don’t you think?” said the Doctor.
Rose looked at him in surprise. “Which ones?”
“The Earth ones. And the Gallifreyan ones, I suppose. Maybe we should get married in every planet in the universe, would you like that?”
“What brought this on?” she asked, quizzically.
“Wellllll, I think I’ve turned out to be pretty good at this marriage business.”
“Do you now?”
“Yes. Plus, it’s our hundredth anniversary.”
Rose lit up. “You remembered!”
“Of course I did!”
“You are getting good at this marriage business.”
“Marry me on Thhhhhhhhhhhmyr?”
“And Barcelona, and Raxacoricofallipatorious, and—“
