Hey guys :)
I know it's been so long since my last update for Big Time Secrets, but I'm writing it as we speak! So, it should be up soon!
Anyway, I was going through my fanfiction folder today and found this cute little Doctor Who oneshot that I wrote after the Series 5 Finale!
Hope you enjoy it!
R&R :D
~CK15
"Please don't tell me that's what I think it is!" Amy Pond stated in exasperation as she glanced at the Doctor working on the console in the centre of the control room. She walked up the stairs, lagging a suitcase behind her back whilst her now husband Rory carried the rest of their honeymoon luggage on every inch of his body. They dropped it next to a chair, which Rory then collapsed on and fell asleep.
The Doctor spun around to face his red haired companion, who at that moment was staring at the top of his head. "What are you talking about?"
"I thought we destroyed it." She simply stated.
"You didn't destroy anything!" The Doctor said, pretending to be oblivious, even though he knew exactly what she was talking about.
Amy grabbed the red bucket from the top of his head and flicked the string coming out from its centre.
"Hey! Don't touch my fez!"
Amy raised her eyebrows in utter amusement. "When exactly did you get a fez?"
"It's my old one…"
"No it's not. We blew it up when your TARDIS was causing the end of the universe!"
"Well," the Doctor began, "Maybe I bought one… So what?!"
Amy had the fez between her hands and was passing it between them. "You already look like an idiot with your stupid bowtie…"
"Hey! Bowties are cool!" he interjected, not quite happy about her criticising his look.
"No they're not. And now you are making yourself look worse by adding a fez!"
The Doctor snatched his fez out of her hands and put it back on his head. "Fezzes are cool. Bowties are cool. And if you could see clearly, you would be able to tell that I did colour coordinate my fez, suspenders and bowtie… so I do have a sense of fashion thank you very much!"
Amy just rolled her eyes at her raggedy friend and walked away, grabbing some of the bags to take back to her bedroom, leaving the Doctor to think about what Amy would do when she found out how many fezzes he had bought whilst they were on their honeymoon in Rio... He cringed at the thought.
'I think I'll keep that secret to myself…' he concluded as he shook his head and turned back to the controls, ruffling his messy brown lock in thought.
"DOCTOR!" Amy's voice boomed into the control room, waking Rory up in fright and making the Doctor cringe. "Why are there all these fezzes in my room?!"
"Shit!" The Doctor muttered to himself, "I thought I put them in my room…"
"Well you didn't," Amy began walking towards him, with her arm piled high with different coloured fezzes, "They were ALL over my bed!"
"Sorry…" The Doctor muttered as Amy dropped them onto the console floor. The Doctor turned to face her, wringing his hands nervously whilst looking to the ground at all of the fezzes there. He glanced up at Amy, her arms crossed and eyebrows raised, staring at him. He quickly retreated his eyes back down to the floor in embarrassment.
"Care to explain?"
The Doctor then turned back to the console and began to try to preoccupy himself with the TARDIS' controls, avoiding eye contact with her at all costs.
This was DEFINATELY going to be a long night…