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Text || Clara Bosswald
Amy: In the spirit of Christmas, I have a bottle of wine with your name on it. But it's at my place, and you have to come here to get it.
Amy: This is a one time offer, Oswald. I'm opening it in t-minus 60 minutes.
A rather big green box is under Amy's desk. When she opens it she finds a black pirate hat and a sword with 'Amy Pond' engraved on the blade. The note says: "Just in case you want to demonstrate to the kids in one of your classes. Or you're finding someone particularly annoying... Something tells me you would have made an excellent pirate if you'd lived in the eighteenth century."
Amy found the green box almost immediately. She may have been a grinch at the start of the season, but she really was looking forward to this bit. She picked up the box and sat it on top of the box, and her eyes went wide when she saw what was inside.
It definitely hadn’t been what she was expecting, but she loved it. She’d have to hide the hat from John when she wasn’t wearing it though -- she had a feeling he’d try to hide it.
A rectangular object covered in sunflower patterned wrapping paper is placed on Amy's desk. When she opens it she'll find a book on Van Gogh inside with most of his work and some interesting trivia about the paintings. Also a note that says "A birdie told me you might like this"
Amy smiled fondly at the wrapping paper of the gift left on her desk as she sat down in the chair behind her desk. She glanced up at the clock, and realizing she still had a few minutes left to spare, she carefully unwrapped the paper to find the book. Her smile broadened as she spread her fingers across the book, and started to flip through the pages. “That little birdie was right,” She hummed, after reading the note, before going back to admiring the different paintings of Van Gogh.
missbosswald:
Pursing her lips, Clara considered Amy’s arguments before nodding her head sagely. “Yeah, fair point actually,” she said with a genuine smile. Honestly, she wasn’t big on the holiday season herself. Since she’d lost her mum (since her dad had met Linda), there hadn’t really seemed like much of a point, apart from the specials. “It is a bit much, isn’t it? I’ve already seen Rory eyeing the tree…”
“Of course Rory has been eyeing the tree,” Amy snorted, rolling her eyes. She made a mental note to tease him about that one later on. “Ever the impatient one, that one, when it comes to the holidays.” Of course, she thought that was sort of telling in a way, when they looked at their separate families. “I’d be happy to help with all the holiday hooplah -- if he waited. It’s the waiting he’s got issues with.” At least in that particular department.
coalhilldrharper:
Owen only laughed. “Oi! Ms. Pond,” he feigned shock, trying to hide the little smile on his face, “get your mind out of the gutter,” he said quietly, “I only meant if you were in a bad mood, I’d try to cheer you up… Go for a walk, grab a coffee, prank one of the other staff members,” he trailed off.
He gave his head a slow shake and clucked his tongue before giving in and breaking out in a full out smile. “It’s all too early for me anymore to be honest, but there ya go, yeah? She took it off, apologised for rolling her eyes, it’s all good now. I didn’t even have to give her the detention. Cheer up! Tell ya what? If you have a free period, the weather is still pretty nice, I’ll put the top down on my car and we’ll take a ride, really fast by the way,” he added a bit mischievously, “down to that little shop around the way that sells those Scottish tea cakes um… what are they called, Tunnock’s Tea Cakes, yeah?” he nodded, “and on the way, you can tell me what’s really got you bothered. My treat. We’ll be back in no time and you’ll feel better.”
Yeah, so maybe he did have a wee bit of a soft spot for the feisty ginger and maybe it didn’t hurt that she was close to River neither. He was just going to pretend none of that mattered and tell himself he was offering to do this because he was bored.
Amy quirked an eyebrow at Owen and stared at him like she wasn’t computing what he said. He says something inappropriate -- especially in a school hallway, and some how it’s her fault for having her head in the gutter. Did she miss something? And she was supposed to what -- thank him?
“Tell you what -- Think I might pass. As it were, I don’t actually have a free period. So rain check, yeah? But while I’m here, maybe have a word of advice -- One friend to another -- If someone even hints that you’ve made a comment that made them uncomfortable -- it’s not wise to throw it around on them -- “Then she held up her hand, having the feeling that Owen might want to interrupt at that point. “Yeah, yeah. I’m sure it wasn’t your intention to make me uncomfortable. And I’m all for a bit of heavy flirtin’ -- and I’m not dumb, I know what you meant, but that’s not the point. You know how that conversation could have gone, and might have made me a bit more keen to continue a bit longer? ‘Owen, there’s a line, and I think you just crossed it’ “-- She repeated, pointing at herself with her palm before gesturing to Owen. “ ‘Oh, I’m sorry, Amy. Meant nothing by it. Blah blah blah.’ Capiche’?”
firstnamethe:
“Inspe-” The Doctor narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall where he’d heard that name from. When it dawned on him that it was that horribly campy sci-fi show about a time traveller and his companion in a red phone booth, the Caretaker made a sneer at his door. He was about to tell Amy to go away when he heard ‘Dundee cake’. Well. Opening the door he gave her an owlish glare before reaching forward and pulling her and her cake in. “Do you actually like that show!?”
Amy rolled her eyes before she was suddenly being tugged inside, causing her to laugh in response. She straightened herself out once she was inside and shrugged her shoulders, looking for a place to set the cake she’d brought with her. She had a feeling the Doctor might like to have some. “It’s good -- have you actually watched any, or are you just judging it by me calling you Inspector Spacetime?”
coalhilldrharper:
“Oi, Laurens, you want an after school detention for rolling yer eyes at Ms. Pond?” Owen called out at the student, stopping her dead in her tracks. He smirked slightly at her nervous head shake.
He nodded his approval. “Didn’t think so. Very good then, apologise and off with you then,” he told her, crossing his arms in front of him as he nodded in Amy’s direction.
Laurens muttered a quick “Sorry, Ma’am,” and hustled off for her next class.
Owen chuckled quietly and shook his head as he walked over towards the history teacher, “Okay, maybe a bit much, but I ne’er cared much for Christmas myself,” he admitted giving her the smallest of grins. “So tell me Ms. Pond, what has yer knickers in a twist and do you need help gettin’ ‘em undone?”
Amy’s eyebrows shot up when Owen gave the girl a detention, and almost felt guilty for her -- but then remembered she’d probably end up on detention duty herself and felt less guilty. Then as if it were possible, her eyebrows somehow rose even higher up her forward. “Owen, there’s a thing as forward, and then there’s too forward. I think you just crossed that line, buddy.” She wasn’t angry persay, but she wasn’t afraid to call him out on it either, especially since it was Monday, and she was in a mood. “I don’t have a problem with Christmas. I have a problem with it coming too early.”
missbosswald:
“Yes, a scowl,” Clara mused, crossing her arms over her chest. Not exactly an unusual look for Amy, but still… Clara was, by nature, a rather curious person. And also maybe, deep down, she was a little bit worried about her sort of friend since. Only a little. “What’s got you in such a Charming mood, Miss Grinchy?” Admittedly, Clara wasn’t huge on the holidays herself – mainly due to family and the having to spend it surrounded by them, but even she didn’t think it was all bad. In small doses. With people she actually liked.
“It’s Monday, for starters. And we just got to November, it’s too early for Christmas. If I start seeing it now, I’ll be tired of it by the time it’s actually Christmas.” She complained, not caring that she was bordering on whining. Normally, she thought she’d be more annoyed by Clara’s presence, especially when she was already grouchy. But she found this time she wasn’t. Maybe, she was finally getting used to her, and their odd sort of friendship.
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“Oi -- Inspector Spacetime, you in?” She called out, knocking on the door of the Doctor’s shed before leaning over to try and peak in the window. “I’ve got some homemade Dundee Cake my aunt made when she was in town. Care to have some with me?”
TEXT MESSAGE ☎️ MICKEY & AMY
MICKEY: I mean, yeah, but I didn't even know who Alexander Hamilton was until I googled it.
MICKEY: I don't like musicals, except for a couple. They're too cheesy for me.
AMY: Yeah, that's why you listen to the album. I can guarantee 90 percent of the people who love it didn't know who he was either. It's what makes it brilliant.
AMY: Part of what makes it brilliant, anyway.
AMY: Mickey, it's like you're /trying/ to hurt me.
TEXT MESSAGE ☎️ MICKEY & AMY
MICKEY: In my defense: I didn't say history was lame... just American history.
MICKEY: I'm kinda scared to show up now, to be honest.
AMY: This particular piece of American History is connected to our own, Mr. Smith. Even if most English syllabuses like to ignore it.
AMY: And this makes it interesting.
AMY: You won't regret it.
TEXT MESSAGE ☎️ MICKEY & AMY
MICKEY: A musical? Really? That didn't sound like any musical I've ever seen before.
MICKEY: Honestly, I'm not really interested. I've heard of it, just that it's really popular. A musical about American history sounds really lame. I really try not to stereotype genres of film, but... plays are different.
AMY: MICKEY SMITH.
AMY: I AM DISAPPOINTED IN YOU.
AMY: If you're not going to listen on your own-- you could stop by my sixth period class. :)
AMY: I'll prove you wrong on TWO accounts. Really, it's my favorite thing to do anyway. ;)
TEXT MESSAGE ☎️ MICKEY & AMY
MICKEY: Who's Leslie Odom Jr.? Never heard of the guy before but that song was pretty cool.
AMY: Mickey, Mickey, Mickey. Please do yourself a favor, and look up the musical 'Hamilton.
AMY: You're life will be better for it, and you'll be thanking me for enlightening you. :)
Humming to the tune of Wait For It, thinking about her latest lesson plan and how proud she was of it when she spotted the first person wearing a santa jumper. “It’s November 1st. Not December!” She groaned, walking up to the student to give them a warning about the dress code, not feeling guilty in the slightest that the warning had been for own sanity rather than the need to follow code. The student complained, but took off the jumper in the end. “Oh, it’s not even time for Christmas anyway -- see you in class Laurens,” she shouted, rolling her eyes before realizing she was being watched by a fellow teacher. “What-- is there something on my face?”
Love doesn’t discriminate between the sinners and the saints It takes and it takes and it takes And we keep loving anyway We laugh and we cry and we break and we make our mistakes And if there’s a reason I’m by her side When so many have tried Then I’m willing to wait for it I’m willing to wait for it
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Clara: You do. All the bloody time.
Clara: Yeah, well, I'm not so interested in John avoiding me at the mo' so looks like you're just going to have to suck it up and take one for the team.
Clara: Come on, Amy. We're sort of mates, aren't we?
Amy: Ah, good. Just making sure.
Amy: Clara, you missed the point.
Amy: Him avoiding me, /was/ the problem.
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