THE BIG FIC! - STARRING ELEVEN AND AMY... COME JOIN IN!
So, BASICALLY... this is a post where everyone post a sentence/paragraph after the person before them (in a new comment) and creates a BIG fic. As the title suggests.
So:
1) crack!fic is fine
2) No slash
3) Amy/11 is FINE!
4) Try to keep characterization as close as you can to the TV series.
5) Stay in past tense, please.
BEGIN!
I will start...
Amy looked up at the Doctor as he wrenched down a lever; at least his grin was back, that was something, right?
Amy looked up at the Doctor as he wrenched down a lever; at least his grin was back, that was something, right? He had been acting differently lately, as if he was confused about something - Amy couldn't help but think it might be her that had been causing his sudden mood-swings. It could be that or, she smiled at the thought, the fact that she HAD hit him in the head with a cricket bat... although it had been his own fault in the first place. Twelve years!
She shook her head gently, a small smile still gracing her face, and tried to ignore the Doctor's strange mood. She quickly peeked up at him again. She was surprised to find his staring back at her, his expression changing from pensive to startled in a flash.
"What? What is it?" she asked, looking around herself.
The Doctor paused, frowning, and began to circle around his newest companion, pausing once behind her to hum and hah in deep thought. After a second he grinned, and turned the dial which, she had noticed on her second or third day in the TARDIS, was actually an old fashioned-looking hot water tap. Amy pouted, and folded her arms. "Thought I saw something." The Doctor shrugged. "A crack in the wall." He grinned broadly. "Maybe I'm just remembering Amelia."
Amy's face immediately changed from one of slight amusement to one of shock. "You saw what?" she asked, staring at him.
So:
1) crack!fic is fine
2) No slash
3) Amy/11 is FINE!
4) Try to keep characterization as close as you can to the TV series.
5) Stay in past tense, please.
BEGIN!
I will start...
Amy looked up at the Doctor as he wrenched down a lever; at least his grin was back, that was something, right?
Amy looked up at the Doctor as he wrenched down a lever; at least his grin was back, that was something, right? He had been acting differently lately, as if he was confused about something - Amy couldn't help but think it might be her that had been causing his sudden mood-swings. It could be that or, she smiled at the thought, the fact that she HAD hit him in the head with a cricket bat... although it had been his own fault in the first place. Twelve years!
She shook her head gently, a small smile still gracing her face, and tried to ignore the Doctor's strange mood. She quickly peeked up at him again. She was surprised to find his staring back at her, his expression changing from pensive to startled in a flash.
"What? What is it?" she asked, looking around herself.
The Doctor paused, frowning, and began to circle around his newest companion, pausing once behind her to hum and hah in deep thought. After a second he grinned, and turned the dial which, she had noticed on her second or third day in the TARDIS, was actually an old fashioned-looking hot water tap. Amy pouted, and folded her arms. "Thought I saw something." The Doctor shrugged. "A crack in the wall." He grinned broadly. "Maybe I'm just remembering Amelia."
Amy's face immediately changed from one of slight amusement to one of shock. "You saw what?" she asked, staring at him.