Title: Good Kisser
Author: PixieDinoGirl
Characters: Amy/Amy, Rory, 11th Doctor
Rating: T
Word Count: just over 250
Warnings: f/f
Spoilers: Comic Relief Specials "Space" and "Time"
Summary: Drabble based on the Comic Relief Specials. You must watch them to know what I'm on about.
A/N: This is like nothing I've ever writen before. I'm not actually sure what came over me I just felt like writing it.
Good Kisser
Amy was back. The other Amy that is. The one from the future – or is it the past. Amy wasn't sure, and to be honest she didn't really care. All she knew was, she was a great kisser.
All three of them had been underneath the console when it happened. After Amy had refused to change her skirt the Doctor had made her stand underneath the glass floor in order to avoid anymore . . . incidents.
This time it wasn't Amy's fault. This time the blame could be placed firmly on the Doctor and Rory's shoulders . . . ish.
She'd only been airing her thoughts, safe in the knowledge that the Doctor and Rory never listened to a word she said anyway. Apparently today was different.
It had just been one little phrase she had let slip. But somehow she had managed to cause even more trouble than she had before, ad they weren't even supposed to be listening to her.
"I wonder if I'm a good kisser," that was the phrase, and before she knew it the thermal cufflinks were on the floor once more and the sound of a TATDIS materializing could be heard from above their heads.
"Pond!" the Doctor shouted, before rushing off towards the newly materialized TARDIS and away from the current threat of a slap from Amy.
There, standing at the bottom of the stairs, was Amy Pond.
Amy couldn't remember what happened next. All she knew was, she was right. She was a good kisser.
The End