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“Do you have any plants in the TARDIS, Doctor?” Tegan asks, sidling up to the Doctor one evening.
The Doctor frowns, clearly puzzled by her random question. “Of course I do. There is an entire arboretum in here somewhere. Why do you ask?”
“Well, it’s just… you know how we’ve got all the decorations out for Christmas?” she says, looking around the decorated room. “Can we get some plants like holly and…”
“And?”
“And mistletoe,” Tegan says, blushing.
The Doctor smiles. “Of course.”
And so the next morning, Tegan takes Nyssa’s hand and gives her a kiss under the mistletoe.