What am I Gonna Do with You?
"He might hear us!"
"He's in the library."
"I know. But he might hear us…"
"It's on the other side of the TARDIS."
"I know. But the weird dimension angle…"
"Rory! We are newlyweds."
"I know. But…"
"No buts, except your naked…"
"Amy!"
"What? We're married."
"We are."
"So?"
"So…"
"I'm waiting…"
"Are you sure he won't…"
"Your preoccupation with the Doctor is disturbing. Do you want him to join us?"
"No!"
"Because I wouldn't mind, really…"
"Amy!"
"Yes?"
"Shut-up!"
And he shut her up by kissing her.
For the next five and a half hours, Amy completely forgot about the Doctor.
So did Rory.
By then, the Doctor had looked up every single reference the TARDIS's library had on fezzes.
The End.
A/N:
Look up Barry White's song with the same title. Yeah.
I'm really enamored with Rory and Amy.
Also, Doctor Who is not mine. If it was...hoooooboy...