Prompt: Stuck in a tight space and it's really hot… like temperature-wise. (AU)

Characters: Amy, Eleventh Doctor & K-9 (why? because feels)

A/N: This is for my parabatai whom sent me a lovely prompt in my time of boredom.

"I know!"

"But Doctor!"

"I Know!"

"Levels of temperature rising, Master."

"I am perfectly aware of that, K-9!"

"You don't have to YELL at K-9! It's not his Fault!"

"Mistress is correct, I am merely stating -"

"Yes, I know. Now, both of you, shut up I'm trying to figure this out!"

Amy sighed, crossing her arms on her chest in annoyance. She had to physically stop herself from rolling her eyes. He could get so big-headed sometimes. The Red Head sat down next to K-9 and as far away to The Doctor as possible. Which wasn't much since they were trapped inside some craft. And with the temperature escalating quickly, things weren't looking so good.

Giving The Doctor a few minutes to get a whole of himself and think in rationally instead of yelling at the both of them, she laid her arm over K-9, looking at anywhere but him.

The Time Lord let out a breath, his fingers going through his hair hurriedly. He then put his sonic back in his pocket, sat down next to Amy. "I'm Sorry." He said sheepishly, looking down at the floor.

"Apology accepted, Master." K-9 replied.

Amy and The Doctor both laughed.

"okay, now.. to get out of here." The Doctor said, standing up. He offered his hand to Amy which she took with a smile. "Any ideas, K-9?"

"The Back door could be useful." The robot dog supplied, his tail wagging.

"What back door? There is no back door." The Doctor told his companion.

K-9 merely lead the way to the back of the craft where…. a giant door with an red shinning EXIT sign on it.

"Oh." The Doctor gulped, "That back door."

After that moment, Amelia Pond always asked K-9 instead of Her Raggedy Doctor, saying how reliable Robot Dogs were compared to Time Lords.