Hey! *holds up shield* No, I haven't been away, what are you talking about? Hehe...
Ok, seriously, I am so sorry I've been inactive for months. It would take far too long to explain all the reasons, so let me just say that I have recently received a new laptop, and therefore I will be posting much more frequently. I will try and stick to some sort of schedule.
As for the Hunger Games story, I'm going to leave it for now. Who knows, I might come back to it in the future, but my brain kind of came to a halt with that story, and I really wasn't enjoying it anymore. So, here's a brand new fanfic for all you fellow nerds out there. We're backtracking to about the middle of season 5 here, between episode 7 and 8 really. It's my favourite series at the moment, and Matt Smith was my favourite Doctor. Short chapter today. Anyways, enjoy!
"Doctor. No. Never again. I refuse to let you save any planets looking like that," stated Amy firmly.
The Doctor was standing in front of her, arms outstretched, looking immensely proud of himself. This was probably because he had done some rooting around and found the most colourful, in-your-face and generally horrific bow tie he could. However, that clearly wasn't his opinion of it: from the look on his face you'd have thought he'd struck a gold mine. Amy looked horrified, and Rory came down the stairs of the TARDIS. "I'm with Amy on this one. Take it off, Doctor, for the sake of my eyeballs."
The Doctor gave them a childish look of mischief and said "You're always 'with Amy', and what are you talking about? In 5094, everyone in the States was wearing these." His friends shot him a withering expression, and he started to busily press buttons on the navigator.
"Where are we going this time?" asked Amy, still glaring at the Doctor's poor choice of accessory.
"I hadn't decided until two seconds ago. We're going to the USA, 5094, so you can get used to the new choice of style. You can see how down with the kids I am."
This was far too much for Amy. "I am taking that bow tie off you. It looks like somebody vomited on it and if I have to see any more I will vomit. Bow ties are one thing. Hawaiian bow ties are another," she said, and she moved to untie it. For a while, the two of them were sort of stuck in a little dance, Amy determined to rid the bow tie from her sight and the Doctor equally determined to keep it attached to his collar. Rory, at first, moved to stop it, but in the end he just relaxed and watched with popcorn. After all, it was rather entertaining.
Eventually, Amy grabbed a hold of the back of the abomination and began to pull it, in an attempt to get it off.
"How do you even untie one of these?" questions Amy, surprisingly calmly for the raging battle that she was involved in. Suddenly, the Doctor took the opportunity of Amy's momentary quizzing to throw her off, but it was slightly more aggressive than he intended and she hit the controls.
The familiar noise of the TARDIS dematerialising surrounded them. The Doctor pulled up Amy.
"Are you OK? Right, I have absolutely not a clue where I just sent us, so don't panic, just... Just don't panic!"