"What did you do to my ship?"
"You said to flip the thingy!"
"I meant the round thingy - not the long thingy!"
"How on Earth was I suppose to know what you were bloody talkin' about?"
"This is why I should never let ANYONE else fly my ship but me."
"This is why you should teach us how to fly the ship in case you get the bright idea to let us FLY THE DAMN THING!"
The Tardis was making all sorts of noises that seemed to come from her very core. None of them could mean anything good for her crew. Of course, the crew already knew this from the moment smoke started sprouting out of random corners and a loud grinding noise filled the air.
The Doctor growled under his breath as he tried to fix whatever had been done - though, to tell the truth, he didn't know what had been done. One minute he was telling Amy to flip a switch and instead of flipping the one he meant (though he admits he really should have explained in more detail which one she was suppose to flip) she flipped the wrong one and now the Tardis was spinning uncontrollably.
Rory stood off to the side, holding onto the railing for dear life. He had just kept to the sidelines while his wife and the Doctor had their shouting match - hoping that while in the midst of their argument The Doctor would fix what was happening - but now he was starting to get worried.
"Doctor, can't you fix it?" Rory called out over the noise. Amy came stumbling his way and he reached out, grabbing hold of her and pulling her to him. She clutched tightly to his jacket, shooting a glare in the Doctor's direction.
"He wouldn't have anything to fix if the idiot had only told me the right switch to flip." Amy grumbled sourly.
"I was pointing right at it!" The Doctor snapped.
He hadn't been.
"No you weren't!" Amy shouted back.
She was right.
"I remember pointing right at the round thingy, telling you pull that one!"
Nope.
"Look, I don't care who told who to pull what - JUST FIX THIS BEFORE WE ALL DIE!" Rory shouted.
Both Amy and the Doctor stopped and stared at him for a moment
"There's no need to shout." The Doctor said, kinking a brow.
Rory rolled his eyes, but he was thankful to see the Doctor getting back to work and to find that Amy had closed her mouth.
Just then there came a harsh jolt which sent Rory and Amy flying into the controls. They both grunted as they then hit the floor and went rolling towards the railing. Both of them shouted as sparks flew from all directions and a high pitched sound rang out, making their ear drums feel like they would burst at any moment.
"DOCTOR!" Amy shouted.
"I'm trying!" The Doctor shouted back.
Frustrated with the controls - because he honestly didn't know what was making the Tardis act in such a way - The Doctor gave the control panel one good kick. A second later the high pitched noise went away and another jolt rocked through the ship, sending the Doctor slamming into the control board.
After that - everything stopped.
The Tardis was no longer moving and all horrible sounds had ceased.
The Doctor groaned as he peeled himself away from the control board and looked around. Everything seemed fine - besides the sparks and the smoke. "Amy, Rory, you alright?" he called out.
"Could be better." Amy grunted as she got to her feet, dusting herself off.
"Have we stopped?" Rory asked.
The Doctor nodded with a sigh. "Yes - but where? That is the question."
"What? You don't know?" Amy's brow creased, then she glanced over towards the doors to the Tardis.
"All visual is offline. I can't see what's out there." The Doctor straightened his bowtie and hair. "No matter, I'm sure it can't be hardly as bad as any other place we've been lately." He then let a smile spread on his lips and he made his way over to the doors.
Rory and Amy followed behind him, both looking a bit worried.
"Doctor, you sure we should go out there?" Rory asked.
"We're here - might as well take a look around for a bit." The Doctor smirked then opened the door and stepped out. Inwardly his stomach twisted cause for a split second he wasn't quite sure what he was dragging Amy and Rory into, but that all calmed down when he saw that there was nothing to be concerned about. "Ah. See. Nothing's wrong. We're just in...well, I'm actually not sure where we are."
Rory and Amy stepped out. Instantly they did not look impressed with where they were at.
They seemed to have appeared in some sort of building that was old and badly damaged. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling, stretching across doorways and down the walls. Dust filled the air, tickling Rory's nose and he fought the urge to the sneeze - you never know who might be out there, then again, it appeared as if no one had been in the building for a very long time.