Welp. So I'll be working on this and Gold Star right now, and these two only.
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"Alright, Ponds, where do you want to go?" The Doctor whirled on them, grinning from ear to ear. Never mind that they had just escaped from a minotaur and a very grumpy carnivorous lion, the Doctor wanted to have fun. "Anywhere, this time, your choice, I won't suggest anything!" He stopped for a second, thinking that over. "Although I know a planet with wonderful custard…"
"Somewhere warm and not dangerous!" Amy ran a hand through her messy hair, sitting on Rory's lap. The two looked rather frazzled, dirt smudges everywhere and tangled messes. "But I think we can only get that first part, with our track record."
"You're probably right." The Doctor turned back to the console, drumming his fingers absently. "So, then, where to?" He mulled over several options. There was always Clom, or Raxacoricofallapatorius, or Barcelona, or Rome! The planet, obviously. They have blue sand and red water and it's quite sunny." He could see Amy mulling the last option over. Of course, he neglected to mention that they had seventy types of custard there. He would be enjoying that on his own. They had banana custard and cream cheese custard and chocolate custard and several very exotic types as well. "So, then Ponds… Where to?"
Rory shifted awkwardly. "Rome sounds nice." He looked at Amy. "What do you think, Amy?"
"Rome, then."
"Alright, Doctor, Rome." Rory glanced at the Time Lord quickly.
"Of course you'd want to go to Rome, wouldn't you, Rory the Roman?" The Doctor grinned at them and danced around the console, pulling levers and spinning things. The TARDIS shook, Amy and Rory hanging onto each other for dear life. "GERONIMO!"
It'll get very bad very quick.
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