CHARACTERS: Amy, River, ( a newly female, and very teenage ) Doctor; Rory; The TARDIS.
RATING: Silly slapstick, and comedic (and possibe) nekkididity...
SPOILERS: A very AU Doctor, written for dw100, as a present to one of elisi's daughters, who'd very much like to be The Doctor; also as a gift to aforesaid, and very dear, friend.
Hope they both like.
Not necessarily calm, Amy asked, "Doctor?"
"Sweetie," the not-stressed River inquired, "what did you do?"
Why assume it's me, her look said.
In tandem they glared back.
The Doctor, who looked to Amy like her old schoolfriend Ingrid, had to admit the star was getting uncomfortably close.
Suddenly the increasingly speedy not-headlong race into the almost-supernova ceased.
"They. Are. Not. For. Condiments."
All three turned to the very grouchy, and dripping wet from the shower, Rory.
Feet slapping, he turned and stormed back whence he came.
The Doctor, burger in hand, shrugged and left to find the ketchup.
May the Goddess watch over us all,