HI! I'd just like to say thanks so so so SO much for the great feedback I've gotten on this story! Feel free to keep it up ;) After watching Journey to the Centre of the TARDIS, I've had some major whouffle inspiration, so I hope to keep updating this story regularly! That's about it for now, this chapter is a continuation of the last one, ENJOY! Oh and P.S this chapter ended up a lot longer than I expected, I hope you don't mind!

Chapter 3

Jalahou

"Oh my stars" I gasped as I took in the view. It was absolutely gorgeous! We were standing on a paved road looking directly at an amazing beach. It's sand was perfectly smooth and it's peach color was accented by what looked like tiny pieces of rainbow-colored gemstones. The water was a beautiful teal color, and the small waves were breaking at the top leaving accents of white throughout. The sky was a deep pink color that faded into a soft yellow as it neared the horizon.

I looked over to the Doctor who was watching the scenery as well. "It sure is nice" he said when he noticed I had looked over at him.

"Very nice" I responded, I'm sure he could hear the awe in my voice.

"Well, we can come back here in a bit!" The Doctor informed me. "Let's go get that french toast!"

It was a small café, stuck in between an old souvenir shop, and a boat rental building that looked like it hadn't had any customers in months. I watched Clara as her facial expression went from overjoyed to a bit disappointed. "Trust me" I said "It's a lot better than it looks" I promised.

I had been to the restaurant only once before, but the memories I had of the place were very positive, so I had a good feeling about going back. I pushed open the door to the café and the land of pastel colors and alien creatures was unveiled. A few feet ahead of the door was a hostess's booth. The hostess in question was of the race Ganomelia. She had all the basic features of a human (or timelord, same thing) other than the obvious lime green horns that were poking out of her head, and the bright orange lips, and not to mention the electric blue eyes. I asked for a table for two and Clara and I were escorted to an open booth.

As soon as the hostess left the table, Clara looked up at me with a dumbfounded stare. "What" it wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Well you must remember that we are most certainly not on Earth" I reminded her "Ganomelians make of 1/75 of the planets population, it isn't uncommon to see them here. They're quite normal too, well by human aspects. They have a bit of a speech defect though-"

"So what are you going to order?" Clara interrupted me mid sentence. I must've been rambling again...

"They have this amazing banana bread here if I remember correctly. Well its more of a banana cake I suppose, it's more cakeish than breadish."

"I don't see french toast on here" Clara was scanning the menu "you said they had french toast!"

"They do!" I opened my menu and read down the list. "It's right here!" I pointed to the item on my menu.

Clara looked back down on her own menu "that says 'toasted bread with cinnamon and other things as a coating'" she raised an eyebrow.

"The TARDIS only did a loose translation I suppose" I chuckled "some languages are harder than others."

"Hey" Clara looked up at me as if she had just been hit by a truck.

"What?"

"Are you actually speaking english, or are you speaking some timelord language and it just sounds like english to me?" Her facial expression showed that she really wanted to know the answer.

"I'm speaking english,Clara" I responded "why does it matter?"

"Well" Clara pondered "if you were speaking a different language then maybe the TARDIS could be translating it really loosely, and you could be saying something totally different from what I hear!" She revealed her thought process.

"So if I was speaking a different language" I went along with Clara's reasoning "and in that language I said 'I like bananas' and then the TARDIS translated it for you, but it was a loose translation so you heard ' I enjoy long yellow things that taste good' then you would be like 'what?!' And I would have no idea why you were so confused" I mused "that would be rather funny to see happen.

"Exactly!" Clara grinned"if I heard someone say that I would... I don't know what I would do, that's a really weird thing to say" Clara giggled.

"Want to test the theory?" I asked playfully "want me to try it with our waiter? I can speak Gallifreyan!"

"Is Gallifreyan timelord language?"

"Well yes" I smiled.

"I wish I could hear what it sounded like without the TARDIS translating" Clara told me.

"Why?"

"I bet it sounds really nice" she stated "I imagine it as one of those flowy languages that sound like poetry no matter what you're saying."

"I suppose it could be thought of that way" I pondered, thinking about the syllables of the ancient language.

We chattered about other irrelevant things for a few minutes, until our waiter approached our booth. He was also Ganomelian, tall with unmistakable green horns and orange lips, but with very bright yellow eyes that could take anyone off guard. After taking our orders, I humored Clara by telling the man that I liked bananas in Gallifreyan, He gave me a funny look, and opened his mouth as if to respond, but then closed it again and walked away to give our orders to the chef. Clara seemed rather entertained by the situation, and I laughed along with her after the waiter left.

A short while later we received our food, and finished eating in a small amount of time. Clara told me that the french toast was "really good" and I allowed her to try a bite of my banana bread. She liked that too. Luckily I had planned ahead, and had gotten some money from an ATM before going to the café, the place was quite pricey! It had been about an hour since we had entered the restaurant by the time we left, and the temperature had risen at least 10 degrees. I asked Clara where she wanted to head first: the amusement park or the beach? She told me she wanted to go the beach first because later the temperature would drop, and it would be too cold to swim.

We made it to the beach by following signs scattered around town. Luckily it didn't take too long to reach our destination. Clara pulled over two lounge chairs and placed a large beach bag she had brought along with her on one of them.

"I brought sunscreen, and towels, and I have sunglasses too" she listed as she dug through the bag.

"I want to test the water!" I announced, and kicked my flip-flops off. "Care to come with me?"

"Oh yeah sure!" Clara pulled off her sandals as well and we ran childishly down the shore into the clear, teal water. Clara jumped back when she felt the water hit her feet, as if taken aback. "It's not cold!" She gaped "but ocean water is always cold!"

I smirked and took a few steps ahead, where we were the water was very shallow, only covering up to my ankles.

I watched as Clara ran back to our lounge chairs, not sure what she was doing. I blinked when I saw her pull her shirt over her head, then realized she had a bathing suit on underneath her clothes. She ran back to me, her wavy dark hair blowing behind her, exposing her shoulders and upper chest. Showing off her marvelous figure in all the right places as well. I shook my head forcing the thoughts out of my mind Why were those thoughts there in the first place?

"You comin'?" She taunted as she walked back a few steps into the water.

"Yes!" I squeaked and began pulling down my shorts before even thinking. I laughed when Clara's facial expression went from playful to... Well I'm not really sure what. "I have swimming trunks on!" I pointed out.

"I knew that!" Clara yelled back to me, she was a few meters back into the water now, from what I could tell, it covered up to just past her waist, but then again Clara wasn't the tallest girl either.

I ran in the water after her, and we fooled around there for quite a while. Eventually Clara told me that she was getting cold, and we headed back to our lounge chairs, wrapping up in towels. It was 3:00 Jalahou time, we'd been at the beach for about 3 hours! I guess time really does fly when you're having fun. I helped Clara repack her beach bag, and after putting our clothes back on, we grabbed a tourist's map out of a small wooden stand, and headed towards the amusement park I had been itching to check out for ages.

The whole planet was divided into tons of mini cities, each city had its own theme of sorts. For example, we were in an American themed city, with beaches, and amusement parks, and American food, probably based off of Florida. Other cities were based off of different countries on Earth, or other planets altogether. The cities were set up conveniently so that everything was in walking distance of everything else. Which means that we were at the amusement park in a matter of minutes.

A very large sign indicated our arrival. There was a large crowd of people too.

"Do you have money?" Clara asked me, squinting to read the sign that listed prices of admission.

"Um" I pulled a wallet out of my pocket and flipped it open, I still had some paper money, but it didn't look like very much. Maybe it hadn't been wise to buy a coconut to drink out of at the beach. Coconut milk is not as good as people make it out to be! "How much is admission?"

"25 somethings" she shrugged "I don't know what currency that is!"

I squinted to read the sign as well, and decided that it meant 25 credits worth of the paper money I had. Luckily we had enough money to pay, and some left over as well.

Once we got past the admission booth we grabbed a map of the park, and sat down on a bench, deciding what rides we wanted to go on first. Clara pointed out a few rides near the back of the park, so we decided to head there first.

We went on a multitude of small rides, the ones with short lines. The Doctor suggested going on one of the larger roller coasters, but I tried to avoid that idea, dragging him towards the swinging pirate ship instead. I thought he'd forgotten about the idea to go on one of the large rides, but then we passed by a mind bogglingly large roller coaster. The sign in front of it declared that it's name was "The Flaming Ice". Probably because of it's light blue color, with orange flames decorating the cart.

"Oh Clara, let's go on that one!" The Doctor pointed to the coaster with great enthusiasm.

"The line's kind of long" I pointed out.

"It's not that long!"

"Are you sure? There's an upside down part..."

"I love upside down parts! C'mon!" The Doctor grabbed my hand and led me towards the line. An electronic sign above the crowd declared that the wait was estimated at 20 minutes. I fiddled with my hands, it was just one roller coaster! I could do it! One roller coaster, that's it!

The Doctor on the other hand looked more than pleased to be getting his way. He looked to me and I gave him a phony smile. Truth of the matter was I did not like roller coasters. Not one bit.

As we inched closer to the front of the line, I could feel my palms begin to sweat, and my head began to feel weird as well. I tried not to let the Doctor notice, because he would worry about it too much.

"We're almost there Clara!" The Doctor pointed out unnecessarily. I nodded anxiously.

Eventually we were first in line, and we were motioned to climb into the ride's cart. I climbed in first, and the Doctor came in after me. After buckling our seat belts, the ride operator came over and pulled down the iconic silver bar that all roller coasters seemed to have, and left to press the start button.

"Click" the ride began to move slowly, we were on a flat surface at the moment, but I could already see a drop coming up in front of us. I involuntarily gripped the Doctor's hand, and he looked over at me... Grinning.

"Doctor" I stammered quickly, before it got too loud to hear voices over the ride.

"Yes Clara?"

"I think I should tell you something."

"Which would be?"

The drop was approaching quicker than I had anticipated. "I am completely and utterly afraid of roller coasters!" I blurted out just as we reached the drop. I pinched my eyes shut, feeling my stomach drop with the cart. My grip on the Doctor's hand tightened, and I was pleasantly surprised when he gave me a little squeeze back. I opened my eyes when I felt the cart level back out on what felt like more flat ground. I looked to my left to see the Doctor smiling at me.

It was too loud to hear any words, but I could clearly read the Doctor's lips when he said "oh Clara" in a slightly affectionate manner. I caught myself grinning back, and suddenly the ride didn't seem so bad after all.

We hit another hill, that we slowly climbed up, and zoomed down in an instant. I gritted my teeth together realizing that we were heading straight towards the loop, or in other words, the upside down part. It happened quick enough, I'm sure the Doctor lost feeling in his hand though.

Finally the ride was over and we climbed onto the flat, solid, ground. I let out a large sigh, thank god I made it without passing out or something.

"Why didn't you tell me you were afraid of roller coasters?" The Doctor asked.

"Well I kind of hinted at it" I shrugged "I didn't want to keep you from going on the rides you wanted to go on!"

"Oh you don't have to worry about me!" The Doctor assured "I want you to be happy! Where do you want to go?" He asked, taking my hand once again. I looked up at the sky, it was beginning to turn different shades of pink and orange. The perfect sunset.

"I know!" I suddenly had the perfect idea. "Follow me!" I led the Doctor passed food stands, and small rides, and big rides, until we were finally there.

The ferris wheel was giant. Its spokes were glowing rainbow colors that were beginning to become more eminent as the sky grew darker. It was perfect. We joined the end of the line, and in a matter of minutes we climbed into a cart.

We sat across from each other in the small compartment, I watched in awe as we slowly moved upwards, giving us an amazing view of the whole amusement park, which was now being lit up as the sun went down.

"It's so pretty" I muttered.

"I would have to agree" the Doctor chuckled "I'm impressed by your ride choosing skills!"

"Why thanks" I grinned as well, looking away from the scenery to see the Doctor's face, illuminated by the reflections of light coming from basically everywhere. Outlining his eyes, and nose, and chin beautifully. I was totally entranced by it, and I didn't know why.

"You know" he stated quietly "the scenery isn't the only pretty thing here."

I blinked, taken aback by the comment "Thanks" I mumbled, feeling my cheeks heat up. "You're not too bad-looking yourself."

We both smiled at each other, and it reminded me of one of those moments in movies when the two main characters finally kiss, after about an hour of denying that they like each other. I looked down at my lap, really hoping that alien couldn't read people's minds.

The moment ended (sadly) and we climbed out of the cart. The sun was almost gone now, and the darkness was setting in. We held each other's hands for what seemed like the 500th time that day, and began walking back to the front of the park. Today was definitely a good day. A very good day, and I think the Doctor thought so too.