Why look, it's fic.

So some of us have been having not-so-fantastic weeks. Which can lead to a person getting caught up on her television viewing. And then a person might really want a nice cheerful story in which Amy, Rory, and the Doctor go swimming on the TARDIS, and, failing to find one, a person might have to just sit down and write it herself.

We aren't going to talk about what I was supposed to be writing instead, yesterday, or my apparent inability to write a PWP without getting any meta in it.

Towels, at the AO3, is Amy/Rory/Doctor and about as close to cheerful fluffy kitties fic as I am ever going to get. There are no warnings. Heck, I don't think there are even, technically speaking, any naughty words.