Authors note: the not-Scot turn. You've made it this far, I hope i didn't make you loose to many brain cells. I kid, I kid. I'm still bored, this story is quiet fun to write. I hope it's as much fun to read. If you like, follow, and especially review, it will get the next chapter out faster.

The Doctor slid under a circle of weeping angles staring at each other, frozen in place forever.

"Amy" he yelled and ran back to the room where she last was.

Inside the room, the doctor stared sonicing everything. His screwdriver's buzz went high pitch when facing a table in the corner of the room.

"What have you done with Amy?" the Doctor angrily asked the table. He extended his screwdriver and looked at it.

"Time and teleportation residue." the Doctor mumbled. "I've got you now Amy."

He ran into his TARDIS and put his sonic screwdriver into a hole. With a flick of the starting lever, he was off to Edinburgh, year 2016.

"How do I look?" Rose asked walking into the TARDIS consul room, but it was empty.

"Doctor?" Rose yelled into an empty TARDIS. She had no reply.

"DOCTOR!" she yelled and started running through the TARDIS.

After searching the TARDIS with no sight of the Doctor, Rose stares at the TARDIS. "What have you done with him?"

In reply, the TARDIS pulls down her stating lever.

"Where are we going?"

A screen in front of Rose said Scotland 2016.

"Doctor, do you need help finding the kilt? You've been quiet." Clara yelled at the empty TARDIS.

A TARDIS screen flicked on showing the twelfth Doctor looking at clothing.

"AYE CLARA! I FOUND A KILT!" the recording of the Doctor yelled, but the part of the closet the Doctor was staring at had no kilt.

"What colour" a muffled recorded voice of Clara asked.

"RED AND BLACK PLAID. IT'S GLOWING!"

"Cool! Can I see it?"

"SURE!"

The Doctor grabbed air, and vanished. The screen turned black.

"What happened to him?" Clara asked the time machine.

The starting lever pulled itself down.

Clara smiled, "Let's go find our Doctor."

"Amy!" Eleven yells as he jumps out of his TARDIS. Instead of the ginger companion, in front of him was two more TARDISes. He turned around to see if his TARDIS was still there, then turned to face the two other time machines, smiling. "Three TARDISes, this should be fun"