Clara Oswald

A woman came into view. Amy squeaked, hating the sound that escaped her lips, and hating it all the more when it drew the woman’s attention to her.

“Uh, hi?” Amy said, flustered.

Damn it, she was normally more confident than this. Unexpected nudity could do that to a girl.

Though it didn’t help when the strange woman frowned, looking her up and down.

“Wait,” the woman said slowly. She paused, then smiled. “It’s… Amy, right?”

“You know me?!” Amy said. Great, someone that knew her was seeing her like-

“Kinda, long story,” the woman said. “I’m Clara. Travelled with the Doctor after you, fell into his timestream, I… saw a lot, let’s just leave it at that. You were part of it.”

Another companion. Amy breathed a vague sigh of relief. No one hostile at least.

“Flirted with your husband a bit,” Clara said. She paused, looking Amy up and down; Amy reddened further. “Sorry. Though if it helps I’d definitely have flirted with you too.”

Any other time, Amy would’ve been happy to know she still had it. Just not naked on an alien planet. She shifted, well aware that there was nothing she could do to hide her long legs.

“So, uh, can I borrow that jacket?” Amy said.

“What?” Clara said. She looked down at herself. “Ah. Tiny problem with that.”

“What?!” Amy said, flushing.

There was a moment of silence as Clara worked out how best to answer. Then, eventually, she sighed and moved closer, grabbing the wrist of the arm covering Amy’s boobs.

Amy’s eyes widened, about to protest, before Clara placed Amy’s hand on her own chest. Amy opted then to say something about Clara being forward, some quip in a vain attempt to hopefully make the whole thing less awkward-

And then felt Clara’s skin. No fabric, just warm flesh. Amy blinked, but hastily yanked her hand back to cover herself.

“Holographic clothes,” Clara said. “Not really easy to share.”

“Why are…”

“You’ve travelled with the Doctor, you know how an inordinate number of the places he lands seem to have aliens and pervs that want us to take our clothes off, right?” Clara said. “The past, the Church, there was a whole thing I had with the TARDIS- Looks like you just had an encounter too. Plus it was common in the older days, from what I say. Short version, at least no one can take these off.”

Huh. That… sort of made sense. Or at least Amy really wouldn’t mind one of those holographic sets right about now.

“So we’re both naked?” Amy said.

“Kinda,” Clara said cheerfully.