The Doctor fumbled with his tie, Amy lounging on the stairs, fidgeting with her fez.
"Normal ties are so uncool." He stated with evident disgust as his companion sighed, getting up to help him.
"Oh come on, you thought it would be fun too!" she said, tying the tie with ease.
He frowned at her and she winked, plopping her fez back onto her hair. "Wait!" he said, holding his arms out so she could look at him. "Do I look like a kiss-o-gram?" he asked.
"Couldn't have dressed it better myself." She replied.
The Doctor couldn't help but pull a little smile as he watched her walk away from him; his jacket was so big for her. "Y'know Pond, you could've asked the TARDIS for one that fit a little better."
Amy flashed him a look. "Then it wouldn't have been official." She stated stubbornly.
"Are you saying I should've worn your exact outfit?"
"That's different."
"Is it?" he stated offhandedly, now turning to the switches and nozzles on his TARDIS, flipping them earnestly, running around the command area bushing buttons. "What year are we doing this then?" he asked her, looking up to meet her eyes.
"2011 sounds about right." Amy replied. The Doctor bit his lip as he typed it out on his keyboard, ringing the bell for extra emphasis.
"Alright then!" he said, voice hitching up to add to the air of excitement humming just outside the doors of the Police Box. "Miss Amelia Pond," he reached for her hand and pulled her towards him. "I do present to you-," he threw open the doors. "Halloween, 2011!"
Amy rolled her eyes, taking a step off the TARDIS, dragging the Doctor with her. "Let's go already! It's no fun when you just stand there gawking!" The Doctor fought Amy's pulls only long enough to lock up the TARDIS and then the two ran off into the night like little children, giggling madly.
They reached their first doorstep and Amy rang the bell, her face red from trying to stuff her laughs inside her body as the Doctor was grinning like some kind of deranged person. The door opened and a middle aged woman seemed incredibly confused to find two adults there.
"Oh h-hello dearies." She said, blinking furiously. "What are you supposed to be?"
This was the moment they'd been waiting for. Amy straightened her back and pulled out the Doctor's Sonic, making her face go comically serious. "I'm the Doctor, I wear a fez now, fezzes are cool."
The Doctor glared at her. "Oh I see how it is!" he muttered, turning to the woman and taking on a hilariously giddy expression. "My name is Amelia Pond and I think I'm sooo funny. I think it's wonderful to nag the Doctor and poke fun at him at all hours of the day. Demanding to be carted off to a planet at any given moment!"
The time traveler and companion gave each other cold stare downs before bursting out laughing, collapsing on top of one another for support as the woman seemed quite confused. They eventually straightened themselves out, saying goodbye and grabbing some candy so they could run back off to find someone else.
Later that night they would lay in a heap on the floor of the TARDIS command area, bloated from their spoils of war, sweet wrappers laying all around them as they giggled, still hyper from all the sugar they took into their systems.
"I do not nag you!" she said, hiccupping.
"I don't sound quite that uppity." He shot back, rubbing his now sore stomach.
The two then lay their heads back, moving on to what they would be for next Halloween.