A/N: It was a dream that I had to write down. Complete and utter silliness ensues.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
If At First You Don't Succeed
The Doctor stared at the TARDIS scanner excitedly, his smile so wide that it bordered on excruciating. Moments earlier he'd exclaimed that they'd landed on an uncharted planet, which received a mischievous grin from Amy, an amused reminder to perform environment checks from River, and a groan from Rory. Uncharted meant unknown, and unknown, especially to the Doctor, almost definitely meant extremely dangerous.
After reluctantly and grumpily checking the environmental data—it took all the fun out of new places, he'd whined—the Doctor bolted out the TARDIS doors, followed closely by Amy and River. Rory trudged along cautiously, shutting the doors securely behind him before lifting his head and getting his first glimpse of the new world.
"You've got to be joking."
Rory's mouth dropped as he looked around him. They stood on a yellow brick road at the edge of a poppy field that stretched as far as the eye could see, and before them rose a majestic city, glowing a scintillating emerald colour in the sun.
"Doctor," Rory started. "This is a fictional place. It isn't real. How can it be real? How can we even be here?"
"Well, it's obviously real," the Doctor replied, bending down to brush the velvety petals of a poppy. "And how should I know? Maybe Mr. Baum somehow managed to make it here himself, giving him the idea for his books. Brilliant chap, he was. A bit off his head, though. Had a strange penchant for exploding things."
"You know," said Amy, smiling at the distant city, "this was one of my favourite films when I was a kid."
Everyone stopped, turning to look at Amy.
"What did you say?" River's voice was calm and steady, but her eyes were alight in alarm.
"I said," she repeated, slightly annoyed, "that this was one of my favourite films when I was a kid." River and the Doctor shared a significant glance before turning back to Amy expectantly. Rory stared at her open-mouthed. Amy returned their long looks, her confused expression slowly morphing into one of understanding. "Oh."
The Doctor sighed. "Back in the TARDIS, everyone. On we go."
"This time, I'll drive," said River, her smile betraying her exasperated tone.
The TARDIS doors shut with a click and it soon dematerialised, leaving nothing in its place but a calm, cool breeze that tickled the flowers.
- X -
Several hundred thousand feet above in orbit around the planet, countless enemy fleets watched their scanners as the Doctor and his companions escaped, once again, from their trap.
"Well," they said. "Damnit."