"You are impossible," River growled, trudging through the mud, her mind back where she had abandoned her very expensive, very nice heels. Her dress was stained, ripped, and overall ruined, and there was one man and one man only to blame: The Doctor.
"Do you know how much I paid for those shoes?" River hissed.
The Doctor sighed, "River, I'll buy you new shoes? Okay?"
"New shoes won't be the same!" River huffed, "I wore those shoes to Queen Elizabeth's coronation! I wore those shoes to one of my most successful dig sites!" If River's dress wasn't clenched in her fists to keep it from getting completely ruined, she had a pretty good idea that she would strangle a certain bow tie wearing Time Lord.
"You wore heels to a dig site?"
River huffed, "That's not the point. The point is you can't replace those shoes!"
The Doctor spun around; pointing a finger in her face, "Well, if you would wear more sensible shoes!"
"Well, if you could take me on a date without angering the locals!"
"Oi!" the Doctor protested, "He made fun of my bow tie! And bow ties are cool!"
River sighed; he was practically a five year old. A cosmic one at that.
Huffing, the Doctor spun around and continued his trek through the mud, pushing away the underbrush. River followed him. Would someone like to remind her why she fell in love with this man and why she's married to him?
"Because, I am incredibly handsome and clever," the Doctor answered.
Had she said that out loud?
River frowned, "Are you now? Because, husband, I seriously doubt it!"
The Doctor spun around, "Are you saying I'm not clever, wife?"
River sighed and threw her arms in the air, "I don't know, you tell me!"
The Doctor smiled, "Would you rather me show you?"
River rolled her eyes, "Why not?" She said, not a trace of amusement to be found.
The Doctor grabbed her hands, "I need you to close your eyes."
River raised an eyebrow, "Do I have to?"
"Yes."
River sighed for the billionth time that night before complying hesitantly. She felt her hair being whipped around briefly before the Doctor squeezed her hands gently.
"Alright," the Doctor dropped her hands, "You can open them."
River opened her eyes, a smile lighting up her face.
They had appeared in the TARDIS console room. The ship hummed, welcomingly.
River turned to her husband, who stood to the side, smug, to say the least.
River shook her head, a small smile on her lips. "Okay, I admit. That was impressive."
The Doctor puffed out his chest and straightened his bow tie. "Perhaps, maybe impressive enough to admit I'm clever?" He raised an eyebrow for extra emphasis and tapped her nose.
River rolled her eyes good naturedly. She kissed him gently, "Yes, Sweetie. You're very clever."
The Time Lord beamed, "Thank you, dear."
River smiled. The Doctor was impossible, but in a good way.
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