A/N: This takes place when Jim and Aly are mid-twenties in their timeline, while Twelve and Clara are mid-s8

Jim and Aly Oswald-Smith sat there, wondering what in the heck they were going to do. It was their parents across the way from them at the restaurant, their father trying not to look at them as they did their best to not look at him, and everything was crumbling to ruin very quickly.

"I know that dress Mum's wearing," she whispered excitedly. "She binned it after they blew up that one city of the fish people—shit, we're not born yet for them."

"Act cool," he warned.

"Yeah, but it's Mum and Da."

"I know it's Mum and Da, so just don't look. Pretend you're completely disinterested."

"…but I am interested."

"Don't bother them and they won't—"

"Hey, lad, don't I know you?"

Jim cringed when he heard his father's voice, younger, yet unchanged from the timbre the siblings had always known, and suddenly their parents were sliding into the booth with them. It was odd sitting next to them, knowing they had no idea who they were, and he tried to smile to hide the fact.

"No… I don't think so," he lied.

"There's a good chance you've never seen us before in your life," Aly added. Yes, clever Aly, coming up with the half-truth that wasn't even part-lie. She was the one who had Mum's talent for fast-talking and not-quite-lies.

"Are you certain?" the Doctor muttered. He leaned in closer to Jim, which caused the younger man to retreat further into the booth.

"We're sure," Jim assured.

"Yeah—just got in town though—where're you from?" Aly asked slyly.

"Scotland—isn't the accent obvious?" the Doctor growled before Jim could come back with something to divert the conversation from the obvious prank.

"Mmmm, not really," she smirked. "You sound a bit… unearthly to me."

Jim could feel the tension as their parents tensed up. Yes, idiotic Aly, finding ways to make situations worse than they already were. "Sorry about my sister; she's a bit odd."

"So you're siblings?" Clara asked. Her eyes flit between the strangers, both only a couple years younger than her, before they narrowed. "You do look awfully familiar though. Did one of you attend school in Lancashire for a while? You both sound a bit northern."

"Mum's from around there, somewhere, forgot where, but we went to school in London," Jim said quickly. "We're twins, you see, and…"

"Clara, we could have seen them wandering around on the street," the Doctor scoffed. "Remember that time we found a young P.E. on a class trip to the seaside?"

"…which I am still trying to convince him never happened, you jerk," Clara retorted. The Doctor made a face as she kicked his shin. "He was showing me a couple photos he still has from then and we were in one."

"Sounds interesting," Aly said. She leaned forward and rested her chin on her hands. "Please, tell us."

"Just this bloke she works with, nothing more," the Doctor said, folding his arms across his chest.

"Danny's my boyfriend, Doctor," Clara insisted. "Why can't you just accept that?"

"He's not right for you."

"…wait, you mean the two of you aren't dating?" Aly marveled. Well, fake-marveled, considering she was the one who programmed their ship to go to this specific year, because the food in London was apparently really, really good. Both the Doctor and Clara went red and quiet, which meant Aly hit the mark.

"Don't be rude," Jim frowned. He watched as their future parents excused themselves and dashed off in embarrassment, and turned his ire towards his sister. "You are the worst."

"You're such a bore," she scowled, rolling her eyes. "What's the fun of time travel if you can't have a bit of fun with the time stream every once in a while?"

"There's a bloody difference between having a bit of fun and creating potential paradoxes," he hissed lowly. There were still other patrons in the restaurant, let alone the staff. "I should just drop your arse in the middle of nowhere and see how you fare."

"You'd never," she grinned. "Can't live without me; how many scrapes do I get you out of?"

"How many scrapes do you get me into in the first place?"

"Not enough, clearly." Aly snickered as the waitress came over and placed their food in front of them, watching Jim's ears turn red due to his inability to chastise her in front of a stranger. There were some things about traveling with her brother that she would love to change on whims and fancies, but being able to irritate him was definitely something that was not going to change any time soon.