River Song: Hello Sweetie

Tests And The Twenties

"Doctor, where are we going?" Amy asks as she leans against the slightly shaking console of the Tardis. "Luna University! River and Pond reunion time!" "Don't you usually visit her when we're asleep?" Rory asks. "Not that I'm complaining." He adds hurriedly. "Last time I visited her at Luna, she threw a book at me. Well, second to last time. Actually, the last time I visited her at Luna, I taught her to make crepes. I had promised her I'd help her with her research paper but we never got around to it." The Doctor says, his ears turn the slightest shade of red. Amy notices it and grins devilishly. "And why's that?" She asks teasingly, the Doctor's neck reddens as well. He coughs. "Oh, you know." He says nonchalantly, his nervous hands giving him away. "We were making crepes, I was teaching her to cook!" "Oh, I bet you were." Amy says, Rory glowers. "Let's go get her!" The Doctor says quickly, toggling switches and smacking buttons frantically. "Onwards and upwards!" "You're quoting Willy Wonka." Amy comments, amused as she holds onto the Tardis' rails tightly. "Yes, I am. Hold on!" The Tardis lands with a solid thud. "Why won't you use the stabilizers?" Rory groans from the floor. "Because-because they're blue boringers, that's why!" The Doctor walks to the door, mumbling under his breath, "I do not fly with those boringers. That mad woman is not winning." "We can hear you, Raggedy Man." Amy calls as she and Rory follow after the Doctor. "And you be nice to our daughter." "She's the one who threw a book at me! And she was none too gentle either!" Amy smirks. "That's my girl." The Doctor scowls. "Are you going to keep picking on me, or can we go get River?" Rory laughs, laces his hand with Amy's, and claps the Doctor on the shoulder. "Lead the way." 

"River, put down the gun." "I have just spent the last five hours hunched over a positively vapid textbook about the 20's. If I don't shoot something, I might explode." "But there's no need for guns." "I think that says otherwise." "Oi! What's wrong with it?" The Doctor looks up at what River's aiming at. "It has to go." "Ok, fine. I suppose it might have been a bad idea, but shooting it is not the best plan either." River shoots it. The hat sitting upon the Doctor's head explodes. "Woman, you leave my hats alone!" "Not a chance." "What's wrong with tricorns anyway?" The Doctor asks sulkily, River smiles as she winds his arms around her waist. "Do I really need to explain?" The Doctor leans into her, his fringe brushing her forehead as he says, "You might." River angles her mouth mere centimeters from his, she smiles. "Tricorns," she whispers. "Are ugly." "Oi!" Comes a Scottish voice from behind the flirting couple. "I'll have you know, I look fantastic in a tricorn!" "Amy!" River cries excitedly. She extricates herself from the Doctor's embrace and launches herself into the redhead's arms. "It's mum, little missy. When are we for you?" "I haven't seen you for a very long while, not since...not since the incident." River says, her eyes drinking in the sight of her parents. She pulls away from Amy to hug a smiling Rory. "Which incident?" He asks, curious. River smirks at the Doctor, he pales at the gleam in her eyes. "Well, it involved a certain Time Lord and a pair of handcuffs-" "Stop!" Rory says, his hands clap over his ears in horror. "Don't say another word." He warns her, Amy scrunches her face in disgust. "I remember that. Let's not talk about it." "Yes! We have places to go, tests to study for!" The Doctor reminds them, clapping his hands together for emphasis. "We can reminisce about other things in the Tardis." He turns around, then he turns back to River. "Where do we need to go?" "Chicago, the 20's." She says. He spins around, spins back again. "Which 20's?" He asks. "2220." River says, a grin alight on her lips. The Doctor groans. "I was afraid you were going to say that." 

"Welcome to Chicago, 2222." The Doctor says as he leans out of the blue box. The city lights glow against the night sky. It's not at all quiet, but the city seems to be sleeping. He sticks out his tongue. "Something tastes funny." He says, he makes a face. "I don't care if it tastes like banana daiquiris, I came for information and I'm going to get it." River says as she moves around the Doctor. "I don't know if this is how Chicago always looks," Amy states, "but it doesn't look very advanced." "What were you expecting?" Rory asks as he gazes up at the dark, metal skyscrapers. Amy doesn't dignify his question with an answer. "So River, what are you looking for?" Amy asks as she loops her arm through River's. "I'm doing a research paper on the Hamburg Incident, which my professor says is only rumor and gossip." "Archeology at its finest." The Doctor teases. River punches him in the shoulder. "Ow." "So, you're researching something that might not have happened, just to spite your professor?" Rory asks, River rolls her eyes. "Of course not. Actually...yes. I am." "What if there is no incident?" Amy asks, she hurries after her adventure-seeking daughter. River laughs. "Well then I'll make one."