The Doctor danced around the TARDIS console, Mika's Grace Kelly blaring out from some speakers hidden somewhere within the depths of the TARDIS.

"I could be brown, I could be blue, I could be vi-o-let sky-" The Doctor sang along, flicking switches and checking the scanner. "Oooh." He mused, partly to himself, and partly to the TARDIS. "We seem to be somewhere in the middle of the Anadonian solar system. Not good for your engines, all that solar radiation. Better get a move on-" He jammed down a lever, and grabbed the edge of the console at the resulting shudder as they entered the time vortex.

"Why don't you like me, why don't you like me, why don't you li-ike yourself-" He sang, flicking a few more switches and manoeuvring the TARDIS so that she dodged a random umbrella which whizzed past in the time vortex.

"Strange stuff." He mumbled.

At that moment, Martha stomped in, clothed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, wet hair loose, rubbing at it with a towel. "Do you know how much noise you're making? I can hear you from the swimming pool!"

"The swimming pool?" The Doctor frowned. "Didn't we jettison that out to try and hit that space pirate ship that was after my head?"

"That was the steam-room, Doctor."

"Oh yes!" He said, his eyes growing wide. "Because who needs a steam room, eh?"

Martha rolled her eyes. "Nice choice of music." She said, joining him at the console.

"Why thank you. I have just figured out how to use your "i-Pod" thingy, and managed to upload a load of songs which were floating around in Earth's cyberspace." He grinned.

"Oh, really? Any other good ones?"

"Um..." He frowned, bringing up a playlist on the scanner screen. "Who let the dogs out, I need a hero, Do you believe in life after love, errr...."

"OK stop." Martha told him, giggling. "So they just happened to be some of the cheesiest songs ever invented?"

The Doctor's eyes grew wide, turning into brown orbs of innocence. "Yes."

And then a phone rang somewhere on the console.

"Ah!" Said the Doctor, his ears pricking up. "Phone."

"I didn't know you had a phone." Martha remarked, following him as he began to search for said phone.

"Neither did I." He replied, lifting up a panel to check for the ringing object. "Hmmm."

Martha looked underneath the console, beside where the hammer was hung, and there was an old fashioned phone with a curly wurly cord. "Doctor." She said. "The phone's down here." She picked it up and handed it to him.

He held it to his ear. "Hello? Ah! Gilius!"

Martha listened to one side of the conversation. It basically consisted of, "Oh, right,", "Yes, probably,", "Anything you like.", "Yes, of course.", "My pleasure!", "I'm sure we will.", "No, we won't be late.", "Nice to talk to you.", "Good bye!"

The Doctor hung up the phone.

Martha raised her eyebrows. "What was that about?"

"We have a party to go to!" he told her, grinning, pulling a lever.

She raised her eyebrows even further.

"We'll be co-hosting this year's M-GAAI meet."

A/N: Thank you for reading this first chapter! If you liked it, please review and tell me, if you hated it, please tell me why, and if you're indifferent, please let me know that as well. Basically, it would be amazing if you could give me some feedback. Thanks.