7:00 PM / the TARDIS
The Doctor frowned at the coordinates displayed on his screen. America? He didn't even like America - well, he didn't dislike it, but he hadn't been there for awhile. It just didn't have the excitement that Britain did. And the biscuits weren't nearly as good. (In fact, American biscuits just confused him. So did their collective addiction to coffee, though it was certainly better than that ridiculous concoction they'd made of dried boiled chicory when boycotting the East India Company's tea during the revolution.) At any rate, he didn't really understand who or what was broadcasting a mauve alert in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, from a spatial-temporal perspective.
He did rather hope it wasn't Jack, though.
Or Daleks.
It was probably just some innocent traveller stranded lightyears from home, he told himself. One who'd be glad for a bit of help because they were lost and scared and confused.
"Well, it looks like we've taken a bit of a detour," he said out loud. It was the sort of thing that he suspected might make Amy a little shouty - although she should have grown accustomed to the detours, really, because they happened quite often. Maybe she wouldn't notice. Maybe she was too preoccupied with Rory to ask where they were. Maybe-
No. He was pretty much doomed. They were never going to make it to DisneyPlanet. Which was a shame, because he'd really been looking forward to getting a pair of mouse ears.
He did rather hope it wasn't Jack, though.
Or Daleks.
It was probably just some innocent traveller stranded lightyears from home, he told himself. One who'd be glad for a bit of help because they were lost and scared and confused.
"Well, it looks like we've taken a bit of a detour," he said out loud. It was the sort of thing that he suspected might make Amy a little shouty - although she should have grown accustomed to the detours, really, because they happened quite often. Maybe she wouldn't notice. Maybe she was too preoccupied with Rory to ask where they were. Maybe-
No. He was pretty much doomed. They were never going to make it to DisneyPlanet. Which was a shame, because he'd really been looking forward to getting a pair of mouse ears.