Running down the street.

Any scampered down the quiet village street, completely nude, frantically scanning the passing hedges and cottages for a place that she could hide. Men washing their cars in their front yards let their jaws drop as she flew by, leaving a trail of cake in her wake. She'd never run through her home town without any clothes on before, and she couldn't say she was eager to repeat the experience.

She came to a halt at a crossroads, biting her lip and hopping from one leg to another as she tried to decide what direction to run in. A car rolled by, honking its horn in celebration of her nudity. She gasped, covered herself and dropped into a crouch, cheeks blazing with shame and frustration. Everyone had seen her naked. The Doctor, and Rory, and all her friends, and those aliens, and her neighbours, and the people in the car... this was the meanest prank ever! She was naked! In public! With everyone watching! And she was going to get **** on the TARDIS, if it was the last thing she did. Though she wasn't quite sure how to get **** on a time machine. There had to be a way. Anything was possible, if you were Amy Pond, and you had clothes on.

There! A garden shed, standing in the back yard of that house, its door hanging conveniently open! Amy scrambled to her feet and sprinted for the shed, not caring who it belonged to. Once she was safely out of sight she could work the rest out from there. She tumbled through the door and found herself, to her surprise, in the last place she could possibly expect...