Three Days Later
"So did you ever find out what caused our amnesia?"
The Doctor cocked his head to the side, looking down at Earthest. The three were, once again, journeying across the universe and resuming their daily routines. "It's funny you should mention that, I think I may have."
"Really?" Donna asked, eyebrows raised.
"Well, don't act so surprised. I am a genius, after all." The Doctor winked and quickly walked to the control panel. He gestured to it, then looked to his female companions.
"I don't get it," Donna muttered to the other girl, who shook her head in response.
"The ship," the male explained.
"The TARDIS did it?" Earthest asked, skeptically.
"It makes sense, if you think about it-"
"Which I'm sure you have," Donna interjected, smiling at the look she received.
"This ship has never functioned correctly, at least while I've had it, the chameleon circuit is blown, it doesn't always go exactly where I'd please-"
"Didn't you steal it?" Earthest asked, quirking an eyebrow.
"Maybe it's karma," Donna suggested.
"Then why did we get affected?" the younger girl asked.
"Karma," the redhead explained, "for becoming his companions."
"Bad karma," the alien muttered.
"Are you two done?" the Doctor asked after a few moments. The two nodded and he continued. "As I was saying, with all of the malfunctions of this ship, it's not unlikely that something may have been triggered by one of the planets we landed on and caused it to...well, you know."
"Wipe our memories?" Earthest asked. At the Doctor's nod, she crossed the room and picked up the sonic screwdriver. "You said you got your memories back when you touched this."
"But we all touched that," Donna said. "Why only the Doctor?"
"Well, that's obvious." After a few moments of blinking and silent thought, he looked to the females. "It's mine."
"He has no idea," Earthest muttered, rejoining Donna.
"None at all," the redhead agreed.
Not used to his intelligence being questioned, the Doctor shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of his female companions. Finally, slumping his shoulders in defeat, he sighed. "I've got no idea."
"Well, then," Donna said, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Who wants breakfast?"
You don't ask, I won't tell. It was really the side effects of RADIATION from a foreign, unnamed, and since-destroyed planet. Yeah, that's it. AND THE MORAL OF THE STORY besides the Doctor having some weird telepathy powers, is that love conquers all. Now, let's all go throw up from the corniness of it. In other news, I wasn't very happy with the way this all turned out. It's not one of my best. Still, I hope you enjoyed.