"Hey, Doctor, let's play rock-paper-scissors," Rory suggested. The Doctor shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" the Doctor agreed. He pulled out 2 rocks, 2 pieces of paper, and to pairs of scissors. Rory looked at him oddly but took one set of each. Amy stood between the two as the mediator.
"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" Amy yelled. At that, Rory started to pull out a piece of paper from behind his back. But the Doctor threw a rock at Rory's head. He collapsed to the ground, out cold.
"Did I win?" the Doctor asked. Amy was speechless.
"That's a fun game! I wanna play again!" the Doctor exclaimed with glee.
A/N: In this case, rock beats paper. Take that.
"Alright, and here we are! This is an exact recreation of Pompeii. It erupts every day at the same time so that scientists can study the effects and test ways to keep people safe in further eruptions. Wanna go see?" the Doctor said. He opened the door to the TARDIS.
Rory stepped out first and fell straight into the center of the volcano.
"Well… that's a shame. I'm sure he'll be fine," the Doctor sighed. Amy stared at him in shock.
"Fine? He just fell into a volcano!" Amy yelled.
"He's been through worse," the Doctor pointed out. Amy couldn't argue- he'd died before. It never seemed to be permanent.
A/N: Because Rory dies altogether too many times for it to be at all conceivable.
The Doctor and Rory had been arguing about something that Amy didn't care about. Something about sports and which was best or something while sailing on a ship.
"Alright, there's only one way to settle this… a sword match!" the Doctor propositioned. Rory could not think of a better way, so he picked up one of the two swords that happened to be lying on the ground for no apparent reason.
He cut his hand on the blade picking it up and developed a black spot on his palm. Unfortunately, a siren came for him and it wasn't nearly as nice as the one before.
You can imagine how this ends up.
A/N: Really now, until The Big Bang, Rory was a wuss.
"She loves me more, Doctor. I'm her fiancé," Rory boasted. The Doctor scoffed.
"Yeah? And how many times has she tried to come onto you when she was engaged to another man?" the Doctor shot back. Obviously, Rory's answer was never, so he said nothing.
"Exactly," the Doctor said, satisfied.
A/N: Yeah, the Doctor likes to win, even if he doesn't make sense.
"This is all your fault," Rory huffed. The three of them (Rory, the Doctor, and Amy) were all locked up in separate prison cells.
"How is it my fault?" the Doctor asked, incredulous. Rory shot him a glare.
"You're the one that told us that it was perfectly normal on this planet to slap the chief as a sign of respect," Rory countered. The Doctor giggled.
"You're the one that was stupid enough to listen," the Doctor said.
A/N: Gullible Rory… will you ever learn?