Rory looked introspectively into the moonlight as Amy and the Doctor stared at him. He sniffled a bit, but still kept looking up at the moon hanging low into the night sky.
"Uh... Doctor? Is he okay?" Amy asked, glancing over at the 900 year old man. He only shrugged and kept looking at the male companion.
Rory opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
"Wherever I go, people say to me, 'hey, are you that guy? Doctor Who's companion, Rory Williams.' and I sigh. I want to tell them, there is more to me than this. I'm more than a bloke riding a TARDIS. I am an actor in a fable. I didn't get captured by a Weeping Angel. You need to know, I have my own story. I'm not Rory. Let it go, let it go. I'm not in Doctor Who anymore. Let it go, let it go-"
"Dude! Arthur. What are you doing?" Karen asked, stepping out of character. "You're off script."
Arthur sighed. "Yeah, I know. But I hate having people keep asking me if I'm Rory! And I'm not even on Doctor Who anymore!"
Everyone, including that one intern in the back of the studio, just stared at him and slowly backed away.
"Yeah, that's enough for today...," Moffat said.
eeyup. So, thank Emperor Dalek for this cracktastic thing. Also, the song was Arthur Darvill's version of "Let It Go."
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