((Okay so my mom and I got talking about Bees and all that the other day and OMG I ended up writing about Bees instead of fruit flies! So I had to go through and fix it . sorry for the mix up guys! It's fixed now!))

As the doors opened everything seemed tinted in a light pink mist that seemed to fade, or be absorbed into everything they saw as their eyes adjusted. Amy assumed it was because of the drastic color differences that they were assaulted by.

First off, the pungent smell of hundreds of different flowers, fruits and plant life wafted in through the doors, overtaking everything else. Pleasant, but rather heavy, like a musk. The blue sun blazed over the purple grass and orange and yellow trees. Other than the wind there was complete silence, no animals could be seen or heard; nothing.

"Hoppledom Six?" She breathed in the heady smells stepping out and leaning close to a blue and black flower. "Haven't you mentioned this placed to me before, Doctor?" Something clicked in her mind, "You have! You told me about fruit flies,, fruit flies that live for only twenty minutes and don't even mate for life. You said that outside the Pandorica. Never finished the thought though." There was a noise now, a soft buzzing like many people whispering at once, in the background. Neither had noticed as they were still taking in their surroundings.

The Doctor was scanning flowers and fruit with his sonic and the terrain with his eyes, "Yup, that'd be the place." He extended his screwdriver and checked on the readings, brow furrowing in thought. "No one's been here for hundreds of years, there was a ban put on visitors to this planet within the first 24 hours of attempted colonization." He slipped the handy device into his jacket pocket, "No one knows why, government, it was all hushed up."

"…Doctor, if this place is banned, should we leave?"

"Nah, love a good mystery, can't get enough of them actually. Always wanted to know what was wrong with this place. Now here's my chance!" He grabbed her hand and they took a few more steps away from the TARDIS and into the seemingly never ending field of foliage.

Then they stopped, looking around warily.

"…Doctor…"

"Yes, I know…"

"…there's buzzing…"

"…Yes, I know."

"What is it?"

"…remember those fruit flies I told you about?"

"Yes?"

"Well, it would appear, that we are now surrounded by them." As if to accentuate what he'd just said all around them fruit flies rose in-mass from the flowers and trees as one. They started a complicated dance about themselves, seemingly ignoring the intruders. Flying from tree to tree, feeding and mingling, the Doctor and Amy were enthralled in the intricate dance and goings on of what appeared to be the planets only inhabitants.

"Why didn't we see them when we arrived?" Amy asked ten minutes later as she watched a fruit fly get particularly close to her nose.

The Doctor had one on one of his fingers, "probably landed at the end of one of the life-cycles." They watched as another fruit fly, landed next to that one. "Remember they only live for 20 Minutes." He looked around them, taking in all he could see and hear and smell.

"Ummm, Doctor?"

"Yes, Amy?" He said looking back to her, his hand still extended with the fruit flies. She tilted her head meaningfully to his hand and he glanced over. The two insects had begun to mate, and consequently the swarm around them started to settle down and couple up as well. Within minutes they were frantic, a swarm of franticly mating fruit flies, switching partners indiscriminately. It was impossible to tell the males from the females and it would seem that the fruit flies weren't completely interested in getting it right.

"Well," he blushed slightly looking a bit uncomfortable, raising his voice above the din "seems like it's mating time."

"At least it is for someone…" Amy murmured, crossing her arms and trying to not step on any of the now coupling insects.

"What was that?" He yelled distractedly as he pulled his Sonic Screwdriver out again and started to get readings on the fruit flies.

"Oh, nothing, nothing at all," she said louder and sarcastically.

"Be quiet then, I'm thinking." The two fruit flies on his finger flew off in different directions to find new partners. "So they live, eat and then mate, birth and die. So…it's going on sixteen minutes…and we are on mate. Birth should be soon." As he spoke this half of the fruit flies flew off into the trees, where presumably, they were laying their eggs in the fruit. He checked the info his sonic had retrieved, "Fascinating..." he breathed.

"What is it?"

"I've been getting odd readings that seem to be getting stronger and stronger as the they go through their life cycle. Haven't been able to place it yet, nothing I've ever run across. It's like, it's like a living yet not living…something…inside the fruit flies."

"Should we be worried, Doctor?" Amy asked looking slightly caucious and taking a backwards glance to check that the TARDIS was still in range.

"I don't know…" he noted that the remaining fruit flies seemed to be becoming lethargic, yet still beating their wings rapidly in sporadic bursts.

There was no need to guess when the death cycle took hold.

Suddenly, as if they were all dying at once, silence fell again and a pink mist seemed to rise from their lifeless bodies.

"Ooooh dear…" he breathed grabbing Amy's hand, "Run!"

"What?!" She was yanked after him as he sprinted toward the blue box with her in tow, "Doctor, what's happening?!"

"Don't breathe it in!" He slapped his forehead with the Sonic as he slammed the TARDIS doors behind them, "Stupid, STUPID Doctor!"

"Seriously, what was that?!"

"I don't know yet," The Doctor wheezed and started coughing, a light pink mist escaping his lips only to be drawn back in as he gasped. He franticly clawed at his face and turned on the spot as if the action would expel it again and then glanced at Amy. He was staring at her, a shocked, sad and determined expression on his face.

"I inhaled it..."

Amy was frightened by the expression his face now held, "Looks like I'm going to have to figure this out." He trained his screwdriver on himself and flicked it open for the readings, "…and quickly. Seems the bigger the organism, the longer it can host itself in them. I probably have a few days," he glanced over at her and back at the metal instrument in his hand, closing it and stowing it away.

"Am I…hosting?" Amy asked warily, afraid of the answer she may get.

"No, no, Pond. Don't be silly, if you were you'd be billowing pink mist too." He said dismissively going over to the control panel and clicking a few things on the screen. "Maybe if I upload the information I collected I can figure out what we are dealing with…"

Amy walked over to where her new husband was, wrapping her arms around him from behind and burying her face in his back. "You're going to be okay…You have to be okay."

Sighing lightly he clicked the last button to start the search and the Doctor turned around in her arms and hugged her back. "I'll be fine, I promise, aren't I always fine?" He kissed her forehead and tightened their hug.

"I know, but I worry. You get to be the brilliant Doctor and I'm the worrying companion."

He lightly brushed a strand of hair off her face and ran his finger-tips down to her chin before wrapping the arm around her again. "Ah, but you're much more than that, Amy, always have been," he kissed her on the lips then pulled back to smile at her. "You're my wife now, no boring companion title for you." His hand slid to her lower back and her breath caught in her throat at the unexpected intimacy of the contact. "Mrs. Doctor," he breathed beside her ear, "My Pond," the intimacy of their hug had increased 10 fold in the span of five seconds and as much as she had been wishing for this contact it made something itch at the back of her mind. This wasn't how the Doctor normally acted. So she was completely surprised as he leaned forward to kiss her neck. His lips brushed her cool skin softly before parting and taking hold of the tender expanse of flesh beneath them.

She gasped, not in opposition, and held him closer and the computer beeped loudly for his attention.

The sound seemed to snap him out of whatever mood he was in, for he all but threw himself away from her looking puzzled and slightly scared backed up against the consol.

Amy crossed her knees and arms nervously, bouncing slightly to show her obvious state of confusion. "Um…Doctor…what was that?"

"Um…uh…I don't know," he spun around and checked the screen, "Now I do." He groaned out looking more scared than she'd ever seen him. "This…is not good."

Amy came around him, as he rested his head in his hands looking defeated, to take a look at the information on the screen:

Hoppledom Six Fruit Flies

The fruit flies of Hoppledom Six share a symbiotic relationship with an unknown, unnamed, organic, particle cloud that has a low lvl telepathic web. It seems the Mist speeds up the flies' lifetime to a mere 20 minutes and causes a frantic and uncontrollable urge to breed. It is this urge that causes their blood pressure to skyrocket and their hearts to fail, inducing their premature termination. As one generation dies the Mist is released and subsequently inhaled by the next, causing a never ending cycle.

Little more is known about either.

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