taxonomites | 007 ∞ [visual || Amy's Living Room]

The tablet switches on to reveal Amy waving her hands in the air and shaking her booty as a generic pop song plays in the background. Once she discovered that Taxon was now broadcasting radio stations she was all geared up to have the stereo on in the background all the time.

But of course, one couldn't expect the aliens to know what people wanted to hear, so everything had been instrumentals from movies, with the occasional song with lyrics. Amy was tuning in sporadically as a result. There was only so many times she could listen to those overdramatic ballads from movies where someone's lover dies.

She's lucked out today though. Right now the aliens were playing a soundtrack that feels vaguely familiar to her, like from a movie she loved as a kid, and even though that movie was filled with pop songs and was cheesy with a capital C, it's making her feel nostalgic. Hence the dancing and singing like a mad woman.

Her mane of ginger hair is whipping around her head, and the knick knacks on the shelves are shaking as she really gets into it. The song comes to an end and she stops suddenly, out of breath and trying to tame her locks. It's only now that she notices the tablet has been recording, but instead of being embarrassed at being caught, she skips over and picks it up.

"These songs are taking me back!" The next song, from the same pop group as the previous, starts playing and Amy's head bobs from side to side. "I know the songs will go back to rubbish soon, so I have to enjoy this while I can. Does anyone know if this is all the aliens are going to play? Can't we, I don't know, call a request line or something?"

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"Yeah, true. But it wouldn't last long anyway. People could just cope like they always do."

"The people of Taxon are definitely good at coping," DG agreed, "After you've been abducted by giant alien hamsters, there isn't really much that can shock you."

"Yeah, and people like Martha, Fitz, and I already had the experience dealing with hostile aliens."

"Real aliens?" asked DG, curious rather than skeptical. When you lived in a city like Taxon, it was a bit difficult to decide exactly who to class as an alien. Did the label cover every non human? Or did it just apply to the stereotypical men from Mars? "The sort that invades planets and has too many eyes?"

"Yeah! Well some of them tried invading planets, yeah. But that didn't last long with the Doctor and I around." She beamed proudly at that. Daleks, lizard people, and fish vampires were no match for the two of them.

"I wish I'd spoken to the Doctor more when he was in the city," she said, wide eyed. It sounded wonderful. It sounded like the sort of exciting life that she'd been dreaming of when she'd still be stuck in Kansas.

(When she had spoken to him, it had been to shout at him for what he had done - inadvertently, but that wasn't the point - to Glitch.)

"Which was the scariest?"

"He's lovely to be around, when he isn't being nutty, that is." She shook her head good-naturedly.

"Huh, you know, It's hard to say. These aliens posing as human in Venice were pretty scary, since them strapped me to a chair and sucked my blood. But the lizard people who pulled me underground and killed my fiancé were pretty awful as well." Amy could speak of these things with a flippant manner, but inside it still scared her sometimes.

All of a sudden realizing how that last part sounded, she was quick to add, "Err, he came back. And not as a zombie or anything either."

"And when he isn't putting other people in danger."

That comment came out a little sharper than DG had intended, although it wasn't directed at Amy. She shook her head and opened her mouth to apologise, but, before she could, there was something even more important for her to apologise for.

Eyes like saucers, she stared at Amy in disbelief as she spoke so flippantly about what had happened to her fiancé.

"I ... what? He came back? How?"

"Err," she answered weakly. Amy really should have thought before she spoke, because how does one explain something like that? Good thing she didn't mention how Rory accidentally killed her.

"Let's just say, when you run around with the Doctor, time can be rewritten, and nothing's what it seems. There was this whole elaborate trap for the Doctor, and Rory, that's my husband, fiancé at the time, got caught up in it." She shrugged and forced a smile. "But it all worked out in the end. The crazy, mad, ridiculous end."

After a brief pause, DG nodded. It sounded impossible, but she'd been born into a world of magic and resurrected by her mother after being murdered by an ancient evil witch.

An ancient evil witch that had taken over the body of her sister.

"Nothing is," she said wryly.

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