First ever Eleven fic.
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"I, Amy Pond, am always up for a party," said the Doctor, one timeless TARDIS afternoon.
The three of them had been sat around the console discussing New Years Eve when Amy had announced she wanted to go somewhere to celebrate.
"Great," said Amy with a smile. "Now all I have to decide is who I'm going to kiss at midnight..."
She gave a giggle glancing at the two men beside her as Rory gave an annoyed sigh.
"Amy!" he said sternly, giving chase as she playfully ran around the console. "We're married now, you can't go saying things like that."
The Doctor smiled and watched the couple, his friends, as they tickled and batted each other.
"Right then," he said getting to his feet and clapping his hands together. "Which year were we talking? 1899 and the turn of the century or perhaps 1AD, though I can't say it was much of a party..."
He rambled on as Amy detangled herself from her husband.
"Oooh I don't know," she said in thick Scottish tones. "A year where there's music I know please, and free bubbly would be nice."
The Doctor glanced at the monitor thoughtfully.
"We could try London," he said moving around and flicking a dial. "I'll just type the location and see what year the TARDIS decides upon. It'll be a nice surprise when the clock strikes 12."
As the rotor began to start up, Amy gave a loud squeal and ran off towards the wardrobe room to find something to wear.
"So," said Rory sidling up to the Doctor. "Is this place going to be posh? Are we talking black tie here?"
The Doctor gave a wide smile, patting Rory on the back. "Rory, we are always talking black tie with me..."
Half an hour later Rory waltzed into the console room and gave a frown.
"You're wearing that?" he asked pointing at the Doctor's usual bow-tie and tweed jacket combination. "I thought you said it was black tie."
The Timelord gave a shrug. "I didn't want to upstage you," he said nonchalantly. "Ah now here she is."
He gave a nod towards Amy who had entered the room wearing a thigh length purple dress with short ankle boots and a leather jacket.
"Look at you," she said appearing at Rory's side and tweaking the bow tie on his formal tux. "You look smart."
Rory rolled his eyes. "Yeah well, he said it was going to be posh," he said cocking a thumb in the Doctor's direction.
"Of course it will be posh," uttered the Timelord. "There will be dancing and canapés and champagne..."
"I can't wait!" said Amy happily, entwining her hand with Rory's. "Let's get going!"
And with that the three of them exited out of the TARDIS doors and found themselves on a snowy street filled with night-time revellers.
However the location wasn't exactly how the Doctor had described, with a row of flats on one side and a tiny alley pub on the other."
"Doctor, I don't think this is canapés and champagne," uttered Rory, stepping out of the way as two louty men stumbled past. "This place looks more like pork scratching and Smirnoff Ice."
"Oi don't knock it," said the Doctor sharply."It might be good."
"Yeah," said Amy, dragging Rory forwards, towards the dingy little pub. "Come on, it's freezing out here and I need a drink."
"Alright, alright," the Doctor heard Rory say before he was pulled away. "But at least let me take this stupid bow-tie off first."
"Hey," said the Doctor with a frown running to catch up with the pair. "Don't diss the bow-tie. Bow-ties are cool!"
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