Kate Oswald always loved Space. She would sit outside and watch the stars. She would read every book and watch every tv show and movie that had anything to do with space.
So when a strange man, in a blue police box wearing a bow tie, asks whether o...
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ʀᴜɴɴɪɴɢ. Kate's biggest grievance. She hates running, she hates most exercise. She can cope with walking - she walks everywhere, they don't have a car - but running and jogging and anything of that sort just makes her want to crack up. She also hates the way she looks when she runs, but she doesn't have time to argue about maybe just walking briskly when there's aliens trying to blow up her house.
"You're Amelia!" the Raggedy Man - who might be the Doctor, Kate still hasn't made up her mind about that because he looks different - stops once they're far away enough from the house. Kate is glad that they've stopped, now she can catch her breath. She really doesn't know why anyone would choose to run.
"You're late!"
"Amelia Pond!" echoes the Raggedy Man as Amy goes storming off again. Kate lets out a harsh sigh. At least it's not running. "You're the little girl!"
"I'm Amelia and you're late!"
"What happened?"
"Twelve years!"
"You hit me with a cricket bat!"
"Twelve years!" Amy scoffs out as Kate has to jog to keep up with their long strides. She's never wished for longer legs more so than she does right now. Why did she have to be blessed with such short genes.
"A cricket bat!"
"Twelve years and four psychiatrists!"
"Four?"
"She kept biting them," Kate pipes in, finally managing to reach them. If they start running again she's just going to give up. Let the aliens burn down her house, her lungs cannot deal with this. The issues with being asthmatic in her youth, she supposes.
"Why?"
"They said you weren't real!"
"Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence or the human residence will be incinerated!"
