"I AM DEFINITELY A MADMAN WITH A BLUE BOX."
- The Doctor
He was just a Time Lord,
one who loved meddling
with fire. And she was his
perfect match.
[ Eleventh Doctor x O...
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Amy sat next to me on the railing chair, glancing between the Doctor and me anxiously. The Doctor himself was under the console tweaking a few parts of the mechanisms. He allowed Rory to help, something Amy was not yet aware of as Rory was helping by being under the glass floor messing with the engine.
I sat reading a nice memoir from Earth titled; The Glass Castle. It was a wonderful story about a woman who grew up living on the road with her three other siblings and parents.
Amy continued tapping her foot impatiently, biting her nails as she looked to the Doctor expecting something. When nothing happened she groaned, making me look at her with a raised brow. Amy didn't react to my look, only standing up walking over to the Doctor moodily.
"Hey." She crossed her arms, the Doctor rolling out from under the console for just a second giving her a bright smile.
"Hey." He replied before rolling right back under the console, continuing on with his tinkering.
Amy scowled at him, bending down aggressively pulling the Timelord out from under the console. I watched them in amusement, folding the page I was on, setting it down in the space next to me.
The Doctor gave her a questionable glance, Amy looking over at me quickly before meeting eyes with the Doctor once more. "Listen..." She started nervously, silently motioning me to the Doctor. "Can we talk?" By the panic that flashed through the Doctor's eyes, it was obvious he knew what it was she wanted to talk about.
"RORY!" He yelled, trying to skillfully avoid any confrontation.
The Doctor was quick to roll right back under the console hoping their conversation to be finished. I watched them in confusion, not understanding what it was Amy was trying to speak with the Doctor about.
With a huff, Amy gripped the lapels of his tweed jacket and pulled him back out. "No, shut up! I just want to know why you're taking so long, it's been over fifteen minutes since you said you were going to do it!" The Doctor looked at me nervously, gaze shifting back to Amy.
"Be quiet!" He hissed, myself raising a brow wandering exactly why it was they kept looking at me.
The Doctor swallowed, his and Amy's conversation was cut off by Rory. "Everything okay up there?" He yelled, the Doctor reluctantly turning his head down to look through the glass floor at Rory.
"Yes, everything is just peachy other than your wife harassing me." The Doctor snidely commented, Amy, scoffing while looking down at Rory.
"What are you even doing down there?" She questioned him, Rory giving her a sheepish look, myself answering for him.
"He's helping the Doctor with the TARDIS," I explained, Rory quickly asking the Doctor a question to get the attention off that fact.
"Doctor, it's humming, is that okay?" He spoke, myself hearing that the TARDIS was in fact humming.
