Hi! I love Dr Who, and I love Rory and Amy so, there was only one conclusion.
Amy Pond ran down the stairs. Rory was sat in an arm chair in the middle of the living room. Amy grinned. Her best friend was going to stay for the day. Ever since the doctor had taken a little break from pestering them and defeating alien threats, Rory and Amy could spend some time together.
'I hope you don't mind that I let myself in,' Rory said, his stupid, idiotic, adorable grin spread across his face.
'Of course I don't!' Amy's smile getting wider. Rory had been away at his parents in Wales for eight days, so Amy could not wait for their chat to start. She walked into the kitchen and put water in the kettle.
'So, how have you been?'
'Fine, thanks. Tea?'
'Yes thanks.' Rory said, walking to the kitchen.
'There's so much to talk about!' Amy loved this part. Rory's awkward answers, stupid questions and everything else that you do when you see your friend.
'Well, actually, um, there's something I want to talk to you about.' Amy's face fell. She walked back into the living room and sat in her favourite corner of the sofa. Rory followed, carrying two cups of tea.
'Go on then. Get it over with.' Rory looked confused. Maybe it was good news that she was cutting short.
'When I was gone, well, I missed you a lot, it's like, well, Amy…' Rory's voice drifted off. Amy's face lit up. She shuffled closer.
'Come here you absolute idiot,' Amy said leaning forwards and putting her lips against his. He gasped a little bit. Amy loved him so much, and had longed for this moment for weeks. Rory pressed harder, but then pulled away.
'I love you Amy Pond' Rory said and pushed her back. Rory stroked Amy's soft hair while she hung round his neck.
'Hello! Oh, have a come at a bad time?' Rory and Amy shot up. Doctor Who was standing in the doorway, a cowboy hat on his head and his sonic screwdriver in his hand.