Sorry for the delay, but my studies caught up with me.
I didn't feel right. I hadn't felt right since I visited that scary warehouse in Florida in 1969. I couldn't remember why, but whatever it was, it was nagging at me.
While watching Amy stare at the Doctor's nude back side, I started fumbling around for the TV remote so I could pause the movie. Unfortunately, I cut my hand on something. I took one look and, upon seeing what was going on, I hid the cut from sight.
Amy found something about the Doctor funny. 'What's so funny?' I asked.
'I don't know, something just is!'
I found the remote and switched off the TV. I headed into the bathroom to get a closer look at my hand without the Doctor or Amy seeing. It was bleeding, but it wasn't blood...
Blood is red, right? Then why is mine white?
'Oh, I think he's just dreaming.' said a familiar voice.
I looked up to where the voice was coming from, but I couldn't see anyone. Then something hit me. I suddenly knew who the voice belonged to, and I needed the Doctor to save me.
'Okay, were here!' shouted the Doctor.
'Where's here?' asked Amy.
'Discworld.'
'Are you serious?' said Rory, emerging from the bathroom.
'Of course not, the Discworld is a fairy tale. I just couldn't remember the name of this planet.'
He wanted to speak to the Doctor in private, but he knew that wouldn't happen with Amy around. He needed to get her out of the TARDIS for a while. Before he could do anything, the Doctor threw open the doors of the TARDIS, revealing a huge forest surrounding them.
'It's wonderful' said Amy, stepping out into the shadows.
'Don't stay here too long, lots of nasty creatures live in forests.' said the Doctor; no one had seemed to notice that he was now fully dressed.