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[nofairytalename]

Who: Amy Pond and ...Open!
What: Amy woke up on a very benchy bench. Which is definitely not in space. Or on a train.
When: Pretend universe where now = 10am this morning
Where: A BENCH. Probably in front of Teaspoon
Rating: Scottish

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[plastic_roman]

Another shift over. He ought to be on his way home by now, but... part of him was oddly restless, too restless to be boxed in. So he'd tried to spend some time around the Pandorica, but nothing was happening around it-- and that strange man hadn't returned to the site for several days. And since it was quiet, and still relatively early, he decided to go for a walk. Just a little walk, around town... maybe he'd see someone he knew. It would be nice to talk to someone who wouldn't tell him that bedpans needed changing.

Ah-- and see? Right up by the teashop. He knew there was a reason he was out walking this morning. "Lily!" he called, raising a hand in greeting. "Good morning!"

[nofairytalename]

"Rory." That was. Good. That was really good. Rory was someone she needed right now and wasn't it funny? Here he was! Man of the hour.

"Rory!" Amy leaped from the bench and flung her arms around his shoulders, kissing his squarely on the mouth, only to give this a think and pull back with a questioning look. "Who's Lily?"

[plastic_roman]

Rory blinked at her, rather dumbfounded. "Not... not you." He squinted at her, not entirely believing it-- not daring to believe. But really, who else would have jumped up and snogged him, without a second thought?

"...Amy?"

[nofairytalename]

"Well, I'm certainly not Lily." Amy smacked his shoulder, a little overzealous sure, but then again. LILY? And then she wound her arms back around him and sighed. "You're dressed like a nurse. Why're you dressed like a nurse? I'm pretty sure you weren't wearing that last night."

Amy tugged on the scrubs, confused and a tiny bit alarmed. She reached up and felt her head though she wasn't dizzy. "Did I hit my head? Where are we?"