Different MethodsRiver and the Doctor have different ways of doing things. But somehow they always work best together.Different Methods by Betawhofic
River ran into the corridor, slammed the blast door, and grabbed his hand.
They sprinted down the hallway, the sound of labored spacecraft engines rising around them.
“River, what did you do?” the Doctor demanded as they ducked around a corner and pelted for the escape pod where the Tardis was stored.
“It was just a little bomb,” River said, grinning evilly back over her shoulder at him.
Suddenly there were cries of distress and dismay from all parts of the ship.
She looked back over her shoulder at him again, one eyebrow raised. “What did you do?” she asked.
He shrugged and grinned back at her, his floppy hair dangling in his eyes. “I cut the navigation controls, and put bubble soap in the internal atmosphere recyclers.”
Bubbles started to float out of the air vents around them.