She just added some clear lip gloss and mascara and the tiniest bit of eyeliner to define her eyes a bit more behind her glasses, she didn't really like foundation mostly because it was hard to find her shade. When she made it to the control room, she smiled at how nice everyone looked in their formal clothes, Rose was wearing a black tutu with a pink underskirt matched with a black crop top and white heels. The boys were in very nice tuxedos and as Ella groped them, she could tell by the feel they were high end, "ooh! Doctor what's the occasion?! We're so pretty right now!" the brunette squealed as Rose walked over to her and asked her to spin for her.

"I was expecting a dress."

"Same! But the Tardis was holding all my other clothes hostage. This was the only thing I could find in my closet." Rose started laughing mostly because the same thing had happened to her and after sounds of agreement from the boys it was discovered the Tardis had dressed all of them. When they landed Ella rushed out the door before everyone else and subsequently marveled at the ornate theater, she found herself in. The group left in the Tardis were left gaping at the spot Ella once occupied until Jack broke the silence.

"How is it that she can run that well in heels, but I've seen her trip and fall over nothing," the Doctor's laugh burst out of his chest before he could stop it. He gazed at Jack with an expression that could melt the iciest heart and Jack could feel himself falling deeper and deeper with this group of pretty people. Ella stuck her head back in through the doors and flashed a brilliant smile to the group, and Jack knew he was done for. He honestly didn't know if he could give them up when it came time because he knew that sooner or later, they would get tired of him too and cast him out.

"What are you doing, get out here! It's AMAZING," the group dutifully followed the excited brunette but as soon as Rose saw the interior of the building, they were in she started gushing about how beautifully decorated it was. Ella was tempted to get a closer look at some of the art installations but decided not to when she realized she might destroy something by accident. Eventually she saw a big rock and walked right up to it because, how can I possibly ruin a big ass rock, she read some of the rock facts printed on the side. "Doctor, this rock is claiming to be the oldest boulder in the galaxy!"

With a statement like that Rose and Jack burst into laughter when the Doctor almost barreled into Ella to lick the rock so he could find out exactly how old the rock was. "So, Doc how old was that rock?" Jack asked with a teasing smile when the Doctor returned with a sad slump of his shoulders.

"Like barely 300 years old,"

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When the marvel over the décor started to die the group went over the place that seemed like it would be selling tickets for whatever show the Doctor must have planned for them. The Doctor, with all the confidence in the world asked to buy four tickets to their next showing of A Tragedy of Dances. Which was advertised as being one of the best ballets on this side of the Andromeda galaxy, he came back to them with a dejected expression and Ella had to bite back a smile. "They don't accept credits," shaking her head in amusement Ella walked over to the box office, and promptly returned to her group with four tickets in tow. "How'd you get those," the Doctor scrunched his eyebrows in confusion.

"I don't know ... honestly ever since I moved in with you my pockets always have the right money," Ella shrugged, "you think the Tardis is doing that?" she wondered as she handed out the tickets and the four of them started to make their way into the theater. Red skinned ushers led them to their seats, and they settled in, with the price of the tickets a few drinks were included in their package, Rose and Ella went with a couple glasses of wine made for humans. Jack went with a hyper vodka of course and the Doctor settled for tea, already figuring he would have to keep an eye on his humans who were known to wander off. A few minutes of talking went by after their drinks were served and the lights started to dim, the group straightened up to pay attention.

The first fifteen minutes Ella was only mildly confused, even at home she never went to see a real ballet, so an alien one was interesting. It seemed like everyone on stage was a dancer, even the fortress in the back as Ella couldn't help the giggle that escaped her throat when it started to move and dance. Ella will admit that usually a show like this might make her feel a bit overstimulated based on how much was happening on stage. But the Doctor's grounding hand on her waist helped her keep focused and not spiral, the little taps his fingers made to the beat were more for his benefit she knew but didn't comment on it. Ella looked over to the other two and saw they were in pretty much the same intimate position her and the Doctor were in with Rose leaned into Jack's shoulder and his arm around her.

The blonde must have felt the eyes on her because she slowly trailed over to Ella, almost afraid of what she was going to see, and a beaming smile broke out when she saw the suggestive expression on Ella's face. The look they shared meant they were going to talk about it later, a very quiet waiter came up with their drink refills. Right away Ella could tell what kind of night this was going to turn out to be, she turned back to the stage and zeroed back in on the story, which if she was being honest, she missed most of when her attention was occupied. A couple of hours later after the attendees had a chance to talk with the cast the Doctor led the group back to the Tardis. He barely managed to curl his fingers in the beltloops of Ella's pants before she went off in a completely different direction, there were shiny lights in that direction and of course Ella was like a moth to the flame.

"Oh no, you don't we still have plans!" the Doctor exclaimed as he took his spot at the monitor and immediately input their new destination.

"What?! I thought the space ballet were the plans." Ella moaned at the ache slowly starting to take over in her feet from the heels.

"Not quite my love our night has just started!" The Doctor hoped his voice didn't give way to how nervous he felt at having to lie to the humans like this, but he needed some time alone to figure out the message he received two days ago.

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Hey! I'm still alive. My office was off for a bit because I'm a broke bitch. But now its back on! and I'm still not sure how often I can post this summer because I'll be on set. A production company I'm a part of is making another feature length film. And a different production company I "partly" own will be working on our own projects around my busy schedule. -Lilly

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