A/N: Hi everyone! Wow I have people who want to read my stuff! :3 *waves at you all enthusiastically* Hello! So, this one is set before the Doctor knows about who the astronaut his. Um, I'll mainly do 11/River fluff, but I'm thinking about doing stuff with 9 and 10. I sadly don't know the other Doctors yet! *shamed face* I'm working on it though. My 11 is rather OOC. Um, and I'm hoping River isn't. I LOVE RIVER. And...if you ever do see something that bothers you in my drabbles, tell me. I usually will portray 11 as an absent-minded goofball. But we'll see how other things turned out.
With a final plate on the table, breakfast was ready, no thanks to the Doctor. The Doctor had almost burned everything, claiming that he wanted to try it the good old English way.
River sat down, trying the perfectly golden, non-burned eggs and toast, watching him drink his orange juice and mindlessly pick up a piece of bacon and bite down. He choked and coughed, looking at her rather indignantly, eyes wide and eyebrows up to the nine skies of Alyvion.
"RIVER! Are you trying to kill me?"
"Spoilers."