This was originally written for a Word of the Day Challenge on my blog. The word was 'bolide': a large, brilliant meteor, especially one that explodes
Disclaimer: Don't own Doctor Who
"Is it safe?"
The Doctor turned to Clara, his brow raised.
"Since when did you care about safe?"
"I must have done once." She looked up at him. "Right?"
"I wouldn't know, I don't pay that much attention to you."
Clara smirked and punched him lightly on the arm. The Doctor chuckled. Clara rested her head on his shoulder, one hand wrapped around his arm and the other taking his.
"What is it?"
"The Bolide of Sholvo. Got caught in orbit a few thousand years ago. Come on."
He pulled her inside the TARDIS.
"What's wrong?"
"It's about to explode."