Chameleon Circuit

Catty: Okay, so I know this is the completely wrong season, but this is the story that came to mind as I was listening to thissong, so... Here you are!

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Amy was eleven.

Such a great number, her favourite.   

When she was little girl, she used to dream about a man who was an eleven. She didn't really understand what it meant, but it made sense in her dreams.   

"Happy Birthday Amy!" Rory's sweet voice made her turn around. He was standing in her backyard, next to a shed she was certain should be replaced. She didn't really understand why; the current shed was only a year or two old. Rory held out a present, wrapped in blue paper.   

"Why blue?" Amy wondered, taking the gift from him.   

"What?" he blinked.  

"Why blue paper?" she inquired.   

"Blue's your favourite colour, isn't it?" he tilted his head to the side.   

"Oh yeah," she chuckled. Tearing open the paper, she revealed a red fez.  

"What is it?" she inquired.   

"Mom says it's a fez," Rory explained, "I saw it and thought you'd like it."  

"I do," she laughed, putting it on his head instead. They laughed for a moment, before settling into a sweet silence. After a moment, Amy leaned forward and gave Rory a quick kiss on the lips, "Thank you."  

"Y-you're welcome," he gave a woozy smile.   

"Let's play hospital," Amy suggested, "You can be the doctor and I'll be your companion."  

"Assistant, you mean?" Rory corrected.   

"Yeah," Amy nodded, "That's what I meant."