If nothing else was to be said about the Doctor, his holiday spirit was commendable. He'd gotten 'Deck the Halls' stuck in your head at least twice now. 'Jingle Bells' thrice. And of course, according to your calendar of what day it should be were you not on board the TARDIS, it was the middle of July. Nowhere near time for the holidays.

After your recent trip to the planet Peppi (you can imagine what the people there were like) you'd both decided that an 'off' day was in order. And given that the Christmas bug had bitten the Doctor and refused to let go, it was only natural that he decided gingerbread houses were in order.

Your first inclination had been to bake the houses yourself. However, thst had failed spectacularly. You'd both made a mess of the TARDIS kitchen and made a mess of each other in a positively vicious flour fight the likes of which man had never seen.

Two half-hour long showers later, and you both returned to the kitchen in shame, where you found two blessedly pre-made gingerbread houses and some assorted old candy presumably pilfered from a supermarket. After all, if the TARDIS could do her own shopping with the clothes closet, surely she could do her own shopping to provide the two of you with a cute little holiday activity.

Now all you needed was to not get into an icing war. You did need that for decorating, after all.