Disclaimer: Neither I nor Zany are associates of BBC and cannot claim ownership to Doctor Who
Author's Notes: this one was written by both me and Zany.
"Doctor!" Amy called. "Where are all of my clothes?"
"In your closet, of course! Where else would they be?"
"But they're NOT!"
"Well, that's not right. No, that's not right at all," the Doctor murmured as he marched to Amy's room to take a peek at her closet.
He opened up the closet and checked inside, tapping on the insides, especially the back, before pulling out his sonic screwdriver and scanning it.
"Well, what's wrong with it?" Amy asked, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
"Hmmm," said the Doctor. "I think..."
"Mum!" River called, sweeping through the door in glorious silk. "Come on, we're going shopping."
"Did you take all of my clothes so that you could take me shopping?" Amy asked incredulously. River looked
ridiculously pleased with herself.
"Maybe..." she said, smiling and drawing the word out. Amy tried to look mad, but smiled instead.
River grinned smugly and looped her arm through Amy's.
"Wait no, you're not going shopping, bad idea!" The Doctor called after them.
"Don't wait up, Doctor!" River called as she swept her mother out of the TARDIS. The Doctor groaned, running a hand through his messy hair.
"This," he said meaningfully to the TARDIS console, "is what comes of having those two on board together. And stopping over in New London for cake." The TARDIS bleeped sympathetically and he relaxed some. Maybe he was overreacting. Nothing was going to happen to his girls.
They were, after all, his girls.
"And the cake is quite good," he mused happily.
Author's Notes: part 2 coming soonish, until then see if you can spot which part was written by who