7 But I Haven't Yet
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starjargonSometimes you need to invent spoilers to mess with your daughter.
It was too good to pass up. River was always teasing them with the spoilers. And it was easy enough to convince the Doctor to go along with her, once she convinced him she would protect him.
But she couldn’t resist this. For years her best friend had essentially lied to her, and her daughter had pretended to barely meet her that first time on the Byzantium, then had had the nerve to forget her own father when he was erased from existence. Okay, so maybe these were just justifications to play with her once- best friend, but they were valid nonetheless.
She let some mutual friends in on her harmless little prank, sure they would love to get revenge on Mels for one thing or another. She made sure to invite River to a get- together when Rory would be working, so adamant was he against incurring the wrath of Doctor River Song- the woman with her mother’s temper.
The Doctor came along and played nice and casual, still slightly nervous about upsetting his wife. His wife who carried a gun. His wife who had technically already killed him twice. Who liked to slap him when angry and had no qualms about shooting at him, well, close to his head anyway. Amy promised him a ridiculous hat and he agreed again, still unsure.
Amy pretended to be in the middle of telling the Doctor a joke, when River popped up and asked what was so funny. Amy looked at her in confusion, the rest of the room went silent and awkward at the unexpected intruder who appeared out of nowhere.
River looked around her, puzzled by the stares she was getting.
“Mum..?”
That caused a lot of perplexed gasps as Amy and her guests looked around for this middle- aged woman’s mother. The Doctor stared at River in askance, his eyebrows shooting up.
“Doctor,” Amy leaned in and stage- whispered. “Who is this?”
River nearly hyperventilated as she realized what was happening. She’d gotten the date wrong. Again. The time. The place. But… but how? It didn’t matter. She had just released a major spoiler and now she had to try to find a suitable explanation for the familiar faces around her. But, if Amy didn’t recognize her, did that mean the Doctor-
“Sweetie-“
“This is an old… well, this is Doctor River Song.”
Okay, so he knew her. But he couldn’t put a name to their relationship, so this was obviously very early in his time stream.
River looked around at the people surrounding her, once so comfortable in her presence and now staring at her like she had grown another head. Okay, she could deal with this. She could always run. Sounded good. But now her mother- who apparently hadn’t met her yet, was standing and coming toward her, hand outstretched.
“Amelia Pond. I travel with the Doctor.”
River numbly took her hand.
“Hello. I… meet up with him too sometimes.”
“Ooh. Meet up with him.” Amy’s eyes were truly devilish now as she winked before turning to her best friend, who was very busy trying to think of his new sombrero and not of how River would wreak her revenge. “Doctor, are you keeping something from me? Who is this? Your intergalactic girlfriend? Ooh- are you married?!” She squealed, really playing it up for her audience as she tried her best to fully embarrass her daughter. “Is this the wife just come from Venus or something to whisk you away for a snog? Eeww. Is she your daughter?! Why was she looking for her mum here? You have a secret family don’t you?” At all these comments, the Doctor turned bright red. Though, River misinterpreted the reason why.
“No, no. Sorry. I… came looking for… no. Most definitely not his daughter. I mean- Spoilers. It’s nice to meet you Amy.”
River Song was flustered. And River Song didn’t get flustered. She didn’t like it. She was trying her best to figure out a plausible reason for why she could be here, the lie about trying to whisk the Doctor away sounded good, when the door opened and a familiar voice called out.
“Amy, do we have company?” Rory was coming out the backdoor. “Sorry, I didn’t know we were expecting- River! What’re you doing here?” He came and put an arm around her, hugging her tightly, then processed the look on her face when he first saw her. Pulling back he asked, concern lacing his voice, “You’re not hurt are you? Sick? In trouble?”
Everything finally processed, and River evilly smirked, patting her dad comfortingly before turning to the now giggling Amy behind her.
“No, no, Father dear. I’m not in trouble. But someone else definitely is.” She was trained to be quick, but Amy knew her best friend too well to stay in the same place once she got that look in her eye- no matter the face she wore, that look stayed the same.
“Amelia Jessica Pond I swear if I have to wait centuries you will pay for this!!!” She shouted as the crowed exploded in laughter.
“What’s wrong with a harmless little joke between a mother and her daughter, really?” asked a panting and red- faced Amy, still trying to dodge her lightning- quick child.
Caught up in the moment, the Doctor made the mistake of snorting, drawing his bespoke psychopath’s attention to him.
“And you! You played along with her! Oh, Sweetie. I hope the hat was worth it.” She said as she pulled a lipstick out of her shirt, slowly approaching him with a very terrifying predatory glare in her eyes.
“But- but River, she planned this! I just- you- and always with the spoilers! And the slap! Don’t you want to get her back first?!” The Doctor was desperate and flailing as she came closer and closer to him.
“No, I’ve changed my mind, my love. You were very bad to go along with Mummy’s schemes. You deserve whatever’s coming to you. She, however, will have to wait and know that I have all the time in the universe for payback. And I have every. intention. of. seeking. revenge.” Each of these last words was punctuated with a kiss on her now- delirious husband’s face.
“River!” he said, his eyes out of focus. “Hello! Love the hair.” He made an uncoordinated attempt to grab one of her curls. She got up, placed a cactus in front of her grabby husband (who knows where she got that?!) and walked purposefully to the door, ignoring every other guest, before thanking her father once again with a pat on the shoulder.
“Just you wait Mummy dear.” Amy was even more scared now that her daughter’s voice held an evil promise of revenge as she glanced back to assure her. “Remember, I have the patience of the Last Centurion flowing through my veins.”
She left with a flash, the Doctor still babbling incessantly to cactus who was a River who was no longer there, and Amy made her way over to Rory.
“You know, you may have had a point about making her mad.”
It was too good to pass up. River was always teasing them with the spoilers. And it was easy enough to convince the Doctor to go along with her, once she convinced him she would protect him.
But she couldn’t resist this. For years her best friend had essentially lied to her, and her daughter had pretended to barely meet her that first time on the Byzantium, then had had the nerve to forget her own father when he was erased from existence. Okay, so maybe these were just justifications to play with her once- best friend, but they were valid nonetheless.
She let some mutual friends in on her harmless little prank, sure they would love to get revenge on Mels for one thing or another. She made sure to invite River to a get- together when Rory would be working, so adamant was he against incurring the wrath of Doctor River Song- the woman with her mother’s temper.
The Doctor came along and played nice and casual, still slightly nervous about upsetting his wife. His wife who carried a gun. His wife who had technically already killed him twice. Who liked to slap him when angry and had no qualms about shooting at him, well, close to his head anyway. Amy promised him a ridiculous hat and he agreed again, still unsure.
Amy pretended to be in the middle of telling the Doctor a joke, when River popped up and asked what was so funny. Amy looked at her in confusion, the rest of the room went silent and awkward at the unexpected intruder who appeared out of nowhere.
River looked around her, puzzled by the stares she was getting.
“Mum..?”
That caused a lot of perplexed gasps as Amy and her guests looked around for this middle- aged woman’s mother. The Doctor stared at River in askance, his eyebrows shooting up.
“Doctor,” Amy leaned in and stage- whispered. “Who is this?”
River nearly hyperventilated as she realized what was happening. She’d gotten the date wrong. Again. The time. The place. But… but how? It didn’t matter. She had just released a major spoiler and now she had to try to find a suitable explanation for the familiar faces around her. But, if Amy didn’t recognize her, did that mean the Doctor-
“Sweetie-“
“This is an old… well, this is Doctor River Song.”
Okay, so he knew her. But he couldn’t put a name to their relationship, so this was obviously very early in his time stream.
River looked around at the people surrounding her, once so comfortable in her presence and now staring at her like she had grown another head. Okay, she could deal with this. She could always run. Sounded good. But now her mother- who apparently hadn’t met her yet, was standing and coming toward her, hand outstretched.
“Amelia Pond. I travel with the Doctor.”
River numbly took her hand.
“Hello. I… meet up with him too sometimes.”
“Ooh. Meet up with him.” Amy’s eyes were truly devilish now as she winked before turning to her best friend, who was very busy trying to think of his new sombrero and not of how River would wreak her revenge. “Doctor, are you keeping something from me? Who is this? Your intergalactic girlfriend? Ooh- are you married?!” She squealed, really playing it up for her audience as she tried her best to fully embarrass her daughter. “Is this the wife just come from Venus or something to whisk you away for a snog? Eeww. Is she your daughter?! Why was she looking for her mum here? You have a secret family don’t you?” At all these comments, the Doctor turned bright red. Though, River misinterpreted the reason why.
“No, no. Sorry. I… came looking for… no. Most definitely not his daughter. I mean- Spoilers. It’s nice to meet you Amy.”
River Song was flustered. And River Song didn’t get flustered. She didn’t like it. She was trying her best to figure out a plausible reason for why she could be here, the lie about trying to whisk the Doctor away sounded good, when the door opened and a familiar voice called out.
“Amy, do we have company?” Rory was coming out the backdoor. “Sorry, I didn’t know we were expecting- River! What’re you doing here?” He came and put an arm around her, hugging her tightly, then processed the look on her face when he first saw her. Pulling back he asked, concern lacing his voice, “You’re not hurt are you? Sick? In trouble?”
Everything finally processed, and River evilly smirked, patting her dad comfortingly before turning to the now giggling Amy behind her.
“No, no, Father dear. I’m not in trouble. But someone else definitely is.” She was trained to be quick, but Amy knew her best friend too well to stay in the same place once she got that look in her eye- no matter the face she wore, that look stayed the same.
“Amelia Jessica Pond I swear if I have to wait centuries you will pay for this!!!” She shouted as the crowed exploded in laughter.
“What’s wrong with a harmless little joke between a mother and her daughter, really?” asked a panting and red- faced Amy, still trying to dodge her lightning- quick child.
Caught up in the moment, the Doctor made the mistake of snorting, drawing his bespoke psychopath’s attention to him.
“And you! You played along with her! Oh, Sweetie. I hope the hat was worth it.” She said as she pulled a lipstick out of her shirt, slowly approaching him with a very terrifying predatory glare in her eyes.
“But- but River, she planned this! I just- you- and always with the spoilers! And the slap! Don’t you want to get her back first?!” The Doctor was desperate and flailing as she came closer and closer to him.
“No, I’ve changed my mind, my love. You were very bad to go along with Mummy’s schemes. You deserve whatever’s coming to you. She, however, will have to wait and know that I have all the time in the universe for payback. And I have every. intention. of. seeking. revenge.” Each of these last words was punctuated with a kiss on her now- delirious husband’s face.
“River!” he said, his eyes out of focus. “Hello! Love the hair.” He made an uncoordinated attempt to grab one of her curls. She got up, placed a cactus in front of her grabby husband (who knows where she got that?!) and walked purposefully to the door, ignoring every other guest, before thanking her father once again with a pat on the shoulder.
“Just you wait Mummy dear.” Amy was even more scared now that her daughter’s voice held an evil promise of revenge as she glanced back to assure her. “Remember, I have the patience of the Last Centurion flowing through my veins.”
She left with a flash, the Doctor still babbling incessantly to cactus who was a River who was no longer there, and Amy made her way over to Rory.
“You know, you may have had a point about making her mad.”
