One day, Theta and Koschei were walking across the red hills of Gallifrey. Class was out for the day, and their hands kept bumping as they walked along. Suddenly, Koschei, being the bold one, grabbed Theta's hand in his own. Theta smiled shyly and intertwined their fingers. They continued walking, coming to the top of their favorite hill. Koschei smirked, dropped Theta's hand, and pushed him down the hill. Swearing, Theta grabbed Koschei by the shirt and dragged him along with him in the nick of time. They rolled down the hill, Theta's arms wrapped around Koschei in a fierce grip. They rolled and rolled until they reached the bottom of the hill, completely out of breath. Koschei, of course, had landed on top. Theta started laughing uncontrollably, and Koschei couldn't help but laugh just as hard. When they'd finally stopped laughing, Theta looked up at Koschei, his eyes glinting with tears from their laughter. Koschei bit his lip, feeling the attraction course through his body. And then, just as Theta was about to squirm out from underneath him, Koschei closed the distance between them, and the whole world exploded.