You'd been traveling with the Doctor for a while now. One trip, he said. Did you listen? Of course not! Over the course of many months, the two of you had grown exceptionally close. Practically attached at the hip.

So now here you were, walking out of the TARDIS after begging him to take you to an amusement park. He'd finally brought you back to Earth for some good old theme-park fun. Well, sort of. He'd taken you to a county fair. Oh, Doctor... Sometimes the man truly was clueless. Beggars can't be choosers, you supposed. The both of you walked down the crowded pathways as you eyed some of the bigger rides flinging screaming passengers into the sky. The Doctor was more so focused on the carnival games. On the ground. Where it was safe.

You looked at a certain ride. It was a giant 16-foot pendulum that swung shrieking riders clockwise, counterclockwise, up, over and back again, it went the full 360 degrees. And you wanted to go on it.

"How 'bout that one?" You spoke up, pointing to the behemoth of a ride. You watched as the blood drained from the Doctors face at just the sight of it. For a nine-hundred year old Time Lord, he seemed pretty scared of the trivial Earth amusement ride.

"That... one...?" he muttered hoarsely, looking up to the attraction with an expression that could only be described as 'utterly mortified'.