The doctor was definitely not going to a funfair, he let the Tardis decide where to go. They ended up in a small diner in the middle of the desert.
Clara barged through the doors, preparing for the sweet scent of fun and excitement. She was only met with sand and the blaring waves of the sun, so hot you could hear the heat radiating off of the dry earth beneath.
"Great." Said Clara putting her hands in the air in disappointment as she turned around to go back into the Tardis.
The doctor stopped her in her tracks and blocked the Tardis entrance with his body.
"No, you promised!" He said, with a smug smile, he was sure his Tardis wouldn't bring him here for no reason. There was an adventure in it for sure. They sat in the diner, on a table in the fair corner sipping a drink from the same cup, no straws they really didn't care about the "germs". They were at "that stage".
They stared into each others eyes and Clara couldn't help but smile. They both leaned forward to drink the bubbling milkshake and bashed their head in the process.
"Ow! Doctor what did you do that for?" Clara groaned as she rubbed her head.
"Hey! I paid for this drink I can do whatever I want!" He argued as he ruffled his own puffy grey hair.
Clara jumped up in anger as she flipped her hair to the side and walked out of the door with sass in her steps. As she kicked open the door she was met with the doctor. He looked clueless, and weary, dragging along his electric guitar while a pair of sonic sunglasses rested on top of his nose.
Clara raised her eyebrows in confusion, she quickly turned back around to her doctor in the back seat swirling around the milkshake as if it was a wine tasting session. She looked back and gave a smile as she ran back to her doctor in panic.
