Swapped

Girl problems...again.

Before we begin this chapter I have a few things I wanna say. Cast, take it away!

Doctor: Ello, there. If you haven't seen Narnia: Voyage of The Dawn Treader, let me first say that I don't know what's wrong with you. And second of all, this episode contains -

Doctor, Amy and Rory: Spoilers!

Amy: So if you don't want to know how the movie ends, don't read this chapter.

Rory: Warning, this chapter contains language that could be offensive to some viewers. Viewer discretion is advised.

Doctor: Also, @timeandspacegirl is the most beautiful girl in all of time and space and - okay, who wrote this?

Me: That would be me. *grabs script from Doctor* alright, they've heard enough. Onwards!

Amy's POV

The three of us had spent the entire day in the TARDIS doing whatever we could for fun. Mostly we just sat around talking.

"Want to watch a film?" I asked.

"Sure!" Rory smiled and The Doctor agreed.

"How about Voyage of the Dawn Treader?" I suggest.

"That's a kid's movie!" Rory smirked.

"Magic wardrobe," The Doctor scoffed, "I liked bigger-on-the-inside technology before it was cool."

"Well, we can always watch Titanic," I added.

"Narnia sounds good," Rory nodded.

"Good," I smiled and we went to the screening room in the TARDIS to watch it.

We were close to the end of the movie when Edmund and Lucy had to leave Narnia forever. The part always made me a wee bit sad, but I had seen the film enough times for it not to bother me anymore. Not that I could say the same for The Doctor. I looked over and noticed a tear roll down his - or my - face.

"Doctor?" I whispered, not wishing to attract the attention of Rory.

"It's so sad! Why am I crying? I can't stop," he cried. I couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Doctor?" Rory leaned over and looked on in shock at the usually-emotionally-stable man we were both used to, now crying his eyes out. I couldn't help but notice Rory's face soften a bit, probably due to the fact that he looked like me. But I swear, if The Doctor had looked like his usual self, Rory would've laughed the way I was laughing.

"It's not that sad," I tried to assure him and smiled as his deep voice came out instead of my own.

"They're never going back! It is to sad!" he argued.

"Doctor, it's Narnia," Rory shook his head.

"Rory, show some sympathy," I rolled my eyes.

"Nobody understands!" he sobbed and I swear, it took absolutely everything I had not to burst out laughing.

"What's going on with you?" Rory looked genuinely confused.

"Why do you hate me?" he exclaimed and my eyes widened, "Leave me alone!"

That's when he stormed out and I promised myself I would now attempt to explain to Rory what had gotten into our sometimes "under-emotional" friend.

"Rory," I snapped my fingers, distracting his attention from the door.

"What was that?"

"You're confused," I look at him.

"That would be an understatement," he nodded.