The Doctor was walking back from showing Rose to her room and he thought about the events of the day and laughed happily. If he had come up to himself yesterday and said that Rose was going to come back and that he'd be travelling with two of his favorite companions, he would've deemed himself insane. Well, more insane than he was now. Oh, and he probably would've berated himself for going back in time to talk to his past self, namely him because it would create a paradox…
He shook himself out of his ramblings when he walked into the console room and saw Amy sitting in one of the chairs beside the time rotor with her head in her hands, obviously deep in thought. Tilting his head to one side, he walked up to her.
Still not having noticed the Doctor's approach, she stayed put in her thoughts. Amy only noticed the childish Time Lord when he waved a hand in front of her face.
"Amy? Are you okay?"
She shook herself from her newest revelation, and looked up. "Sorry, what?"
Looking at her a little worriedly, the Doctor repeated, "Are you okay?"
"Oh yeah, fine."
While she spoke, a certain blonde haired woman trotted down the steps to where Amy and the Doctor stood.
"Where are we going now?" Rose queried, excited to start travelling.
The Doctor grinned, "Where do you want to go?"
"Hm… where were you two going before I found you?" Rose asked, "I have a feeling you didn't exactly turn up where you planned."
Deciding to play it civil- for now- Amy replied, "Oh it's quite normal for this to happen. We end up where we plan to maybe half of the time."
"Oi," the Doctor protested, but he was grinning. "Half of the time?"
Amy appeared to think for a moment before she nodded, "Yeah, you're right. It's more like a quarter of the time."
Rose laughed, apparently also playing nice for the time being. "Is he that bad?"
Amy shrugged. "Well it's to be expected considering he threw the manual in a supernova."
"I am not standing for this," the Doctor griped. "I'll prove I'm perfect pilot!"
He ran around, pulling levers and pulling buttons, launching the TARDIS into the time vortex.
Rose shouted, "Where are we going?"
"Plana! It has a turquoise sky with three moons visible at all times. The grass is purple because of how it reacts to their sun's light. Humans have colonized it- you're everywhere - and are the main species."
The three of them were thrown up against one of the railings, clinging on for dear life.
"Time?" Amy asked, her question barely heard over the din.
"July 16, 4078. I picked it at random."
Finally the rocking stopped, and apparently, they'd made their landing. The Doctor pulled the two girls to their feet, and then raced ahead, pulling the doors open excitedly.
Amy and Rose each peered over a shoulder, looking at a planet that obviously wasn't Plana. A yellow sky that was empty save for a distant sun hung above them. Below the lemon sky lay grass that was so vibrantly green, it was almost painful to look at. However, the three of them were more focused on the tribe of angry aliens charging towards the blue phone box. They had orange skin with silver hair that almost reached their feet. Enclosed in their hands were weapons similar to spears and several were thrown in the air towards the three time travellers.
All three screamed and the Doctor slammed the doors shut just as they heard multiple spears lodge themselves on the outside of the TARDIS doors. The panicked Time Lord raced up the stairs to the control panel, sending them back into the time vortex. Luckily, it was a lot smoother this time, and they just bobbed slightly rather than the usual rocking about.
"So, not Plana then?" Amy raised an eyebrow at the Doctor.
Rose looked at the Doctor, observing him for a moment before saying, "You were a much better pilot before."
He groaned and turned away from the two girls, already resetting the coordinates. "What part of 'shut up' do you not get?" To the TARDIS console he muttered, "Thanks dear! I should've known you'd side with them."
Rose leaned over to Amy and stage whispered, "So he still talks to the TARDIS then?"
"I'm just waiting for him to propose to her." Amy replied in the same volume.
The Doctor turned on his heel and glared at them, "I may be old, but I'm not deaf!" He turned back around to the controls and continued; "This time I will get it right, even if it kills me!"
After two more failed attempts at landing on Plana, they just decided to call it a day. The last planet they'd landed at had seemed very similar to what the Doctor had described, so they'd ventured out of the TARDIS. They soon regretted this. The locals tried to steal Amy and Rose, thinking they were goddesses and worship to them. However, they thought the Doctor was a demon and tried to sacrifice him to the gods. Amy and Rose had managed to free themselves from the natives and they got to the Doctor quickly, only parts of his jacket singed from the aliens trying to burn him. It hadn't taken the people there very long to realize that Amy and Rose weren't goddesses, and they'd chased the three of them back to the TARDIS where they now sat trying to catch their breath.
Rose murmured something about going to try and find her room again, and sauntered up the stairs to her room.
Amy sat on one of the chairs beside the time rotor, and her thoughts circled back to the conversation she'd had with Rose earlier. So far they'd managed to act nice and pretend they were friends so that the Doctor didn't notice anything off, but that was all it was, an act. Every now and then when the Doctor wasn't looking, they'd fire glares at one another, or give each other odd looks about saying a certain thing. The whole series of events of the day just confused Amy. She didn't even know why she was acting like this!
As the ginger was mulling over her thoughts, the Doctor watched her, curious as to what his companion was thinking about. Remembering that she'd been in deep thought earlier that day, he wondered if it was the same thing bothering her.
"Amy, what's wrong?"
Her head snapped up, and she looked confused before she shook her head a little.
"Nothing! Why do you ask?"
He narrowed his eyes at her, but before he could question her again, somewhere inside the TARDIS came a shout.
Amy tensed slightly at Rose's voice, but luckily the Doctor didn't notice. She decided now would be a good time to make her escape to her room.
"I'm going to go to bed, I'm quite worn out from not finding Plana." She rolled her eyes at him good-naturedly before adding, "Good-night, Doctor."
He looked torn between finding out what was wrong with his friend and what his other friend was shouting about.
Rose sounded impatient, and the Doctor looked between where Amy stood to walk down the hallway to her room, and then at where he heard Rose calling. He ran a hand through his hair, looking at Amy.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
Amy sighed, but nodded, feigning a yawn.
He gave her a smile, and just before he disappeared around the corner said, "Good-night, Pond!"
Turning towards her room, for some reason she couldn't help but wish the Doctor had picked her instead of Rose.
A/N Okay, I'm sorry there wasn't much to this chapter and that it was mostly fluff. I've had a terrible writer's block on this story and the other story I've been working on for the past couple of days. Of course, while I have writer's block on this, I get six ideas for other fanfics =P Don't worry though, this was more of a filler chapter, and I have big plans for the next couple of chapters. It should get pretty interesting ^.^ I'm going to try and update as soon as I can, as long as I'm not loaded with too much stuff this week. Please review! =)