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"Speaking"
Thinking
{Big Bang}
Amelia Pond, age seven prayed to Santa to get rid of the crack in her wall. She had thought she had heard something outside, but it was merely the wind. She believed there were stars, but clearly there were none to be seen, and her aunt was worried about her, but really Amelia couldn't care less. She was odd in her family, true enough, but she really did believe there were stars in the sky, even if you couldn't see it. Then something slid into the mail slot and a strange man wearing a red hat ran from it, and she picked up the broucher for the museum to see a strange looking box, the words: Come along, Pond. Written on the side with red marker, the same that was circling the box. She had no idea why, but she desperately needed to see what the box was and how this person knew her. So she convinced her aunt to go to the museum and went to see the box, having a drink in her hand, before quite suddenly it was taken from her. She had looked away for a brief second but there on the box, in the same writing was: Stick around, Pond. Quite hilariously on a sticky note, so she had hiding.** She then made her way once more to the box and took off the sticky note. She became a little curious so had touched the box it opening up and she stepped back a little frightened but more fascinated when an older woman came into view.
"Okay kid, this is where it gets complicated." The woman said in a Scottish accent.
[102 AD]
"So the universe ended." One Rory Williams was telling an older Amelia Pond who lay in his arms, dead by his own hands. "You missed that. In 102 AD. I suppose this means you and I will never get born at all." He paused shaking his head. "Twice in my case." He looked at Amy sadly. "The Doctor said that the Universe was huge and ridiculous and sometimes miracles happened. I could do with a ridiculous miracle right about now."
ZAP!**
"Rory! Listen, she's not dead. You need to get me out of the Pandorica." The Doctor says.
"But, you're not in the Pandorica."
"Yes, I am. Well, I'm not now. Circular paradox. It's easy to open just press and point. Oh, and when you're done, leave my screwdriver in her pocket." The Doctor says.
Double bullet: And no one was willing to search high and low for a seven year old kid. Really Moffat? Really? Ugh.
Double bullet 2: DID I HEAR SOMEONE ASK FOR A MIRACLE?! LEMME HEAR YOU SAY ARGH!
AHH!
THAT'S CLOSE ENOUGH! -Mulan xD
Snippets. Ugh. I can't write any more words, or it'd be too long, but I so want to. I HONESTLY DO PROMISE THAT ROSE IS GOING TO BE NEXT CHAPTER PLEASE STICK AROUND!