My name is Amy Pond. When I was a little girl, I met the Doctor. He's an alien time traveller. I've been through hell with him; I've even seen him die. And now to make matters worse, I'm his mother in law.
Sometimes I just want to reach out and strangle him, especially when he's not telling me something I should know.
I've learnt to tell when he's hiding a secret. Last time he did that, I ended up losing my daughter to a psycho religious group who want so desperately to destroy the Doctor. I got her back, but she's different now. If we stood side by side, you'd never notice we were related. She's also the same age as me (don't ask it's complicated).
Whatever it is he's trying to hide, I have to figure out before something really bad happens.
Amy Pond had never felt so disturbed in her life; she had just seen the Doctor naked. He had walked right in front of her and Roy while they were watching The Notebook in their room.
'I hate fights, why are people so obsessed with fighting?' he said as he paced back and forth in front of the TV. 'Then you all go and make it worse by putting it on Face...err...something, and YouTube and...that other...thing. What's it called? Twitter. That's it, TWITTER!'
'DOCTOR!'
'What?' He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Amy.
'Can you please put on some cloths?'
The Doctor looked down at his feet. 'Oh..okay then. Sorry about that. Didn't realise I wasn't wearing any. I'll...ah...get dressed.'
As the Doctor left the room, Amy smiled. Despite her best efforts to stop herself, she burst out laughing.
'What's so funny?' asked Rory.
'I don't know, something just is!'
Rory shrugged. He switched off the TV and disappeared into the bathroom.
