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She should have known it would come back to bite her...


"MOTHER!” yelled an outraged River, barging in to the party where Amy’s parents and close friends were gathered to celebrate her new job.  A sheepish looking Doctor was vainly trying to stop his wife from causing any more of a scene.  Rory stood up to stop his daughter but moved aside when he saw her expression, rushing out of the room.

“River…?” Amy looked at her daughter in confusion.  “Kind of in the middle of something here-“

“Did you kiss the Doctor?!”

Amy blinked.   “Wha- What?”  Then, remembering the crowd all around them, she stood. “River, I really think we should take this to another room?”

“Yes or no, Amy.  Did you or did you not, on the night before your wedding to my father, throw yourself at the Doctor?”

“I- well, it wasn’t-,” it was a rare day indeed when Amelia Pond was speechless.  The Doctor had his hands buried in his face, blushing furiously behind his fiery wife.  “It wasn’t like that!”

“So, you, Amelia Pond, MOTHER, woman who carried me within her and held me the day I was born, you never tried to seduce my HUSBAND?”

Amy’s face was almost as red as her hair, the room around them silent.  She did the only thing she could do.  She steadily walked up and slapped the Doctor.

“Did that just come up in casual conversation or what?!”

“Oh, Pond,” he said, looking her in the face for the first time that night with an expression of… what? “Why do you assume it was me?”

Now Amy was confused.  “Then how-“  As she turned around to face her child, she was confronted with a camera flash and a wide smiling River and Rory.

“What is wrong with a little harmless joke between a mother and her daughter, indeed?!”  River squealed.

Realizing the whole scene had been nothing more than a prank, she grew really, properly, Amily angry.  “MELODY POND you’d better run!”  River laughed and grabbed her father’s hand.

“RORY!!!”

He called back as he ran with his daughter away from his wife’s wrath “Night before our wedding, Mrs. Williams!”

The Doctor turned to the still shell- shocked room.  “So,”  He rubbed his hands excitedly, placing his sombrero on his head.  “Is there going to be a piñata?”

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