Donna loved travelling with the Doctor; it was brilliant, seeing the universe, visiting the past and the future, hobnobbing with aliens and historical figures alike. She honestly couldn’t imagine a better life than the one she was living; she never wanted it to end, and yet, no matter where they went, the Doctor always landed them in trouble.
He was a complete nutter! The worse things got, the happier and more excited he became.
He paused, pulling a snack from his pocket. “Want one?”
Donna shook her head. Maybe the Doctor was bananas because he ate so many of them.