"Doctor! No!"
Too late. He was regenerating.
Just a few moments later, the Doctor had a new face. He dropped, half-conscious into Amy's arms, moaning in pain.
The Doctor was sprawled out on his bed, just waking up. Rolling off the bed, he regained consciousness.
He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and began screaming.
"What? WHAT?" yelled Amy, bursting into the room. …..And then she started laughing.
He got up and looked himself over in the mirror.
"I-I-I..."
"You're a little kid!" laughed Amy.
The Doctor was a gangly thing, of average height, with curly black hair down to his shoulders. He didn't look any older than fifteen, at most.
"!"
Amy was on the floor, rolling around, laughing terribly hard.
Rory rushed into the room and to her side. "Amy? Are you-" And he began to laugh too.
"Guys!" the Doctor whined, "It's not funny!" His voice cracked, and his companions laughed harder.
"You're-You're-" stuttered Amy.
"Pubescent!" finished Rory.
The two roared with laughter.
The Doctor could do nothing but glare at them. He sat back down on his bed and covered his face with his hands.
Ten minutes of an embarrassed Doctor and hysterical Amy and Rory passed before any actual words were formed.
Finally, Amy took a deep breath and walked over to the newly-regenerated Doctor.
"What?" he asked, sounding pissed off and frustrated.
"Let me look at you."
He looked up. In the fifteen minutes he had looked like a teenager and been awake, he had already broken out with little red dots all over his face.
It took all the self-control in the universe for Amy not to laugh. She took a deep breath.
"You look just fine, Doctor."
He muttered something indiscernible. Probably something rude.
Unable to resist, Amy started to pinch the Doctor's cheeks.
He slapped her hands away. "Cut it out, Amy!"
"Awwwww... But you're so cute!"
"I look like a teenager!"
"I know!" She tried to pinch his cheeks again.
"Stop it, Amy!" he whined.
"Awwww..." she cooed, "You're sooooo adorable! Rory, isn't he adorable?"
Rory looked over at the Doctor. As if he were talking to a child, he answered, "Aren't you the cutest?"
"Guys! It's not funny!"
They crowded him, pinching his cheeks and babying him.
"Stop!" he wailed. "It's not fair!"
Amy giggled. "You'd better stop that, young man."
"I'm nine hundred years older than you!"
"Your voice is cracking and you're not acting much like it," stated Rory, "So quit your bellyaching before we have to give you a time out."
"Rory!" the Doctor cried.
"Rory's right. You'd better watch your mouth." Amy pinched his cheeks again. "Aren't you just precious?"
"Amy! Shut up!" His voice cracked again.
"You'd best not address us that way, little boy," said Amy, feigning strictness. "We might have to spank you if you keep that attitude up."
"Please stop..." he begged.
"You know what this means, don't you?" asked Rory.
The Doctor looked up. "What?" he snarled.
"You're going to have to go to high school until you grow up. Right, Amy?"
"Right."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
It's not great, but I hope you like it! I got the idea from a friend of mine! Please rate and comment! Thanks!