So this story is going to start with a short bit of drabble about what might have happened when Amelia told her friends at school about the Doctor, and then I'm planning for it to escalate to an Amy/Doctor adventure back in Leadworth, which will all be connected with her childhood. Oh, and it's an AU where the wedding thing is being ignored. Otherwise, this could get complicated. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Doctor Who, or the Doctor/Matt Smith (darn), or Amy Pond/Karen Gillan. OK?

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Amelia walked into the classroom on Monday morning, a spring in her step, and made her way to her table. Her best friend had already arrived, and was smiling as she approached. Amelia's face was flushed and rosy and she seemed happier than she had in years.

"Guess what?" She gushed.

Mandy looked at her. "What, Amelia?"

She sat down. "You know the crack in my wall?" She tucked some ginger hair behind her ear. "A man came to fix it!"

Mandy grinned at her best friend. "Really? I told you someone would come! Was it a police man?"

"Well," Little Amelia frowned. "He was in a police box, but he said he was called the Doctor, so he can't have been a police man, really."

They both pulled out the trays beneath their desks and grabbed their books ready for their first lesson. "What do you mean he was in a box?" Mandy asked, getting out her pink pencil case. "I thought police men and doctors drove in cars."

"They do. But not this one." Amelia said, defiantly. "He was in a blue box, and it crashed in my back garden. He even said that there was a swimming pool and a library inside it."

Mandy laughed. "How big was it?"

Amy frowned, a little bit confused. "Well. It was quite small, actually. -But I know he was telling the truth. He must have fitted them in somewhere."

"OK. What did he look like?"

"Well..." Amelia's mind was filled with images of the Doctor, so describing him wasn't hard. She been infatuated with him ever since he'd left on Saturday evening. "He was wearing a shirt and a tie, except the shirt was all dirty and ripped, and the tie was all twisted. And his hair was really messy-"

"But what did your aunt say about him? I didn't think she liked messy people!"

"Oh, my aunt didn't know he was there. It was night time, so she was out." Amelia explained matter of factly.

"Night time!" Mandy's eyes were wide. "Go on, Amelia."

"Well, that's what he looked like. And so he said he would fix the crack in my wall, but first he wanted something to eat, so I gave him an apple because he said they were his favourite, and then he spat it out-"

"Yuck!" Mandy wrinkled up her nose.

"And then he said he wanted yoghurt, so I gave him some, but he spat that out, too."

Mandy giggled, this time. "I don't like yoghurt, either."

"Nor do I, now."

"Why?"

"Because he doesn't like it!"

"What else did you give him?"

"Umm... bacon and beans and bread and butter, but he didn't like any of them. So he ate fish

custard instead."

"Fish custard?" Mandy exclaimed, making a boy on the table next to them look round strangely. "Why would you eat that?"

"I don't know! He was funny!"

Mandy smiled and giggled. "OK then."

"And then he said that my name was like like a fairytale..." Amelia trailed off, her eyes slightly misty, the scene replaying in her mind.

"So how did he fix your wall?"

She snapped out of it. "Well!" She began, her eyes lighting up. "He opened it up with this magic wand he had, and there was a huge eye..."

"In your wall?" Mandy exclaimed.

"Um, no. He said it was across space."

Mandy frowned, a little lost. But she kept listening, anyway.

"And it kept saying that thing I told you the other day which I kept hearing in my sleep. Prisoner zero has escaped, prisoner zero has escaped, and then he closed it, and it was fixed! But he said that prisoner zero might have escaped into my house, but probably not."

"Who is prisoner zero?"

Amelia frowned. "I don't know."

"So then what happened?"

"Well, he said that his box's engines were going to blow or something, and he ran back out into the garden, and-"

"Who did?" A friendly, interested voice asked, a schoolbag being plonked down on the table. Amelia and Mandy looked up to see Rory, who had just arrived, grinning.

"Hi Rory!" Amelia beamed.

"A police man-doctor who crashed in Amelia's garden and eats fish custard and fixed her wall!" Mandy said. "Shh! She's telling me about him!"

"Really?" Rory asked. "He fixed your wall, Amelia?" He sat down on her other side.

"Shh!" Mandy told him. "Go on, Amelia."

She smiled at Rory, and then continued. "So he ran back out to his box, and then he said he had to fix it by going forward in time for a bit."

"-He has a time machine, too?" Mandy asked.

"Yes! The box is a time machine. And he said I could go with him, and he would be back in five minutes."

Rory's eyes lit up. "Really? Where did you go?"

For a moment, Amelia was tempted to make something up. "Mars? The moon? Leadworth a hundred years in the future? The possibilities of the amazing adventures she could have had with him flashed behind her eyes. But, no. If she made something up now, it would ruin it when he did come back for her.

"Well... he didn't come back." She admitted. "But he will! Something probably just went wrong with his engines, or something." She crossed her arms.

"When he comes, can I go too?" Rory asked, grinning.

Amelia paused... It was supposed to be just her and him, the amazing adventures of Amelia and the raggedy Doctor. But still... she couldn't say no to Rory. "Um, well. OK. You can come."

"Cool!"

And then the teacher called for silence, and Jeff arrived twenty minutes late, as usual, and the day went by. Then more days. Then weeks. And months. And her raggedy Doctor still didn't come back.

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A/N: Next chapter will be Amy and the Doctor (while she's travelling with him) arriving in Leadworth because of some strange alien signals...