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5. Oops
Amy and Rory dawdled along behind the Doctor. He had dragged them to yet another museum in some random galaxy to yell at the curators for getting their facts wrong…again, the likes of which would cause an intergalactic war in the not-so-distant future that didn't have to happen if said issue was put right at this exact moment before the foreign dignitary saw it.
At first the Doctor's companions reveled in these particular trips because they got to see so many different artifacts from different times and places from everywhere in the universe without having to run for their lives. But after a few times, they grew to dread it. They would spend hours roaming dusty exhibits while the Doctor pointed out random inaccuracies whilst in angry conversation with some random museum worker.
The Doctor had stopped a while back to try and convince the purple-skinned curator that he wasn't just making the whole thing up, so Amy and Rory were still walking around to pass the time. They came upon a table with a bowl of what appeared to be a dozen tennis balls on it. Seeing as there was nobody else around and either not seeing or ignoring the glaring sign attached to the table, Amy picked one up and threw it to Rory. But let it be known: Amy did not throw like a girl.
"Hey, Stupid Face! Catch!"
"Wha- Oh!" Rory barely managed to get a grip on the ball before it dropped. Then he smiled and said "Oh, you'll pay for that one, Amy!"
They ran around playing catch and giggling like a couple of sugar-high kids. After catching a particularly hard throw, Rory put on his war face, laughed maliciously and chucked the ball as fast as he could towards a squealing Amy.
It wasn't Rory's fault that Amy ducked behind the stone pillar. But that still didn't stop the ball from shattering into a million pieces as it struck and emitted a green gas-like substance. Evidently the other balls in the bowl were somehow connected and they shattered also, releasing the same green vapor.
"Uh oh, that can't be good," Rory gulped.
The green fumes gathered into a ball in the middle of the room, creating a sort of lightning storm within itself and then emitted a shrill sound that reminded Rory of the TARDIS materializing in a helium-filled room (That's a different story).
Predictably they heard rapidly approaching footsteps. Amy and Rory were relieved that it was the Doctor that entered the room first…followed by an angry mob of security guards.
"Oops," Amy muttered and began to run.
The Doctor brandished his sonic screwdriver and the trio ducked through a door marked 'Staff only' in order to find a way back to the TARDIS.
"Honestly what have I told you two about wandering off? You're lucky I got them to change the display before this happened. What did you do this time, Pond?" he asked, looking back at Amy as they tread on.
"Nothing," she quipped, trying to look innocent.
"Oh, Amy you really think that I think 'nothing' actually means nothing? I am the one that practically INVENTED 'nothing'!"
"Oh fine! We were bored and we started playing catch with those tennis ball thingies and Rory threw it and it broke. Okay?"
"Those were glass bombs from the 'Don't throw Stones' War on Rexel 7! Every piece of glass in this building will now be broken because of you two. I'll never be able to come back here again!"
"Oi, haven't you blown up whole buildings before? Don't start lecturing us!" Amy retorted.
"Me, blow up a building…ha…wait…who told you that?" the Doctor questioned.
"Mickey and Martha, the last time we visited them when you NEEDED Jammie Dodgers," Rory answered. "And it's not like you don't have other museums to visit in all of time and space."
A snap of the Doctor's fingers opened the TARDIS door and they swiftly entered the console room. After slamming the door shut the Doctor huffed and shooed the Ponds away to the kitchen, telling them to make him a fresh plate of fish fingers and custard as he walked towards the console phone mumbling something about too-clever-for-her-own-good Martha Jones and Mickey the Idiot.