3-1 The Exploring
River
The Doctor started to fly the tardis while I criticised him. You'd think after 300 years of flying that he would be good at it but no, I have been flying the tardis for a lot less time and I can do a better job. Then I heard that awful sound that was the breaks. I always tell him to turn them off but he never does. I swear he does it to annoy me.
"Sweetie, you left the brakes on again" I angrily said.
"I love that sound and anyway their boring, the blue boringers" he protested.
"Ugh I give up, let's go" I conceded.
I was in pain so I was definitely not in the mood to argue with him, especially on such trivial matters. As we exited the tardis I looked up at the sky and it was so beautiful.
"You like it" he asked.
"You know I do. I could never resist a breath taking view of the sky" I replied.
"Shall we have a picnic?" The Doctor asked.
"That sounds lovely, Sweetie" I answered.
So we grabbed the picnic blanket from the tardis and took some food from the kitchens. We ate and laughed and joked, it was lovely and it more than made up for this morning.
"Sweetie, I think it's about time I went back to Stormcage. They must be missing me now" I teased.
"River, can't we just have a bit longer" he whined.
I gave him a look.
"Oh, ok, Stormcage it is" he agreed.
When we got back I was a bit scared about the torture that was to come but the Doctor was worth it. He was always worth it.