Author's Notes:
Written for Challenge 619: Whet at dw100.

Summary: The Doctor frequently confounds Clara.

“I fancy some chips. How about you?”

“You’re thinking about food now?”

“Why not? There’s nothing like a bit of healthy exercise to whet the appetite!” the Doctor said cheerfully as he shut the TARDIS door behind him and bounded over to the central console, flicking switches and turning dials.

Clara stared at him in disbelief. “Healthy exercise? We were running for our lives! Those things back there wanted to make a meal of us!”

“I’m sure it was just a misunderstanding. So, chips? I know a place on Rathnum where they’re almost as good as you’d get on earth.”

The End