Chapter 3! Yay!

First off, I'm very sorry I haven't updated this story sooner. It was unfair of me, I just have been very busy. Crap excuse, I know…

So I'm going to try some humor in this one, don't know how well it will turn out… Please let me know what you think! Constructive criticism is always appreciated XD

Also, thanks so much to all of you who have favorited/followed this story! It means the world to me!

Nothing is mine, except the plot bunny. His name is George. Respect the plot bunny.

This will be a really short chapter, sorry! I just haven't been very inspired for this story lately.

Chapter 3

Of Rabbits and Red Bull

It was morning. Already. Amy could feel the warm sunlight on her eyelids, and groaned.
"Oh good, you're up!" she heard the Doctor say. She opened her eyes to see him joyfully munching on fish fingers and custard while, strangely, petting a rabbit.

"Doctor?" Amy asked, somewhat warily. "Why is there a rabbit in our room?"

"Oh, do you like him? I found him in the hall outside. His name is Fredrick, but I'm calling him Fred. Rabbits are cool, Amy. And don't say it's our room, it sounds horribly suggestive, and I don't want young Fred to be hearing such things."

"Feeling better, I see?" Amy asked drily.

The Doctor nodded happily. "Right, then, let's go, Fred wants to see a cow." He said with a joyful smile, sipping something from a can.

"Ok…" Amy said. "Er, Doctor, what's that you're drinking?"

"Red Bull!" the Doctor said enthusiastically. "Very western, don't you think so, Fred?" he looked down at his rabbit as if waiting for a response.

"Right then…" Amy muttered, taking the Red Bull out of his hand and throwing it away. The Doctor pouted at her.

They walked out into the parking lot, where Rory and River were waiting.

"Oi! Rory!" Amy yelled over to him.

"Hm?" Rory turned around to see his wife staring at him, an angry look in her eye.

"Oh, um…." He said nervously. "I—"

She interrupted him. "Hey, it's ok," she said unexpectedly. "Just wait for us next time, ok?"

"Oh, um, ok?" he said, walking towards the driver's seat.

"I'LL DRIVE!" The Doctor cried.

"Maybe that's not such a good idea…" Amy muttered, guiding the Doctor into the back.

They piled into the van. The Doctor was bouncing up and down on his seat, stroking Fred and mumbling to himself. Amy listened curiously, picking out a few nonsense words.

"Raxacoricofallapatorius… spacey timey wimey… stuff…"

Amy sighed.

It was going to be a long drive.

Well? Did you like it? *cringes in anticipation* Please leave a review, it would mean a lot to me!

Also, school is starting soon for me. Once it comes around, I will be updating less frequently. Sorry!

XOXO

Mels