The Amazing Adventures of Spitfire and the Doctorby Lucky SevenChaptersA Grand EntranceIce Skating on KoorharnThe Final HourBonus Chapter ‘B’The Angels Have the Phone BoxBonus Chapter ‘D’A Grand EntranceThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor A Grand Entrance Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple It was Saturday, and all of Ponyville was out having a good time. Ponies were talking, playing sports, and a few were simply relaxing and catching some rays. The beautiful day had even attracted a few tourists. Among those tourists was Spitfire, captain of the Wonderbolts, and self proclaimed ‘best golden thing on the planet’. At the moment, she was heading down the dirt road leading to Fluttershy’s cottage, intent on getting herself a pet of some kind. It seemed almost everypony had one nowadays, and she wanted in on it. Along the way, Spitfire became aware of a noise in the distance, pulling her out of her thoughts. A humming noise began resonating, getting louder each time, and it was accompanied by a low whirring sound. She couldn’t help but wonder what the source of the noise was and began looking around, desperate to find the source of it. But all she could see was fields of grass and flowers, only serving to confuse her further. Finally, with no other options left, and the noise only increasing in decibels, she decided to call out to it. “Hello? Is anypony there?” As if answering her question, a flash of light appeared in the sky and she took notice of a blue object flying right towards her, spinning around the whole time. But there was no time to study it, as it was about to collide with the ground, and by extension, her. Extending her wings, Spitfire took to the air with the speed of a hawk and narrowly avoided being splattered by the mysterious blue object, which slid for a few meters before coming to a rest. Youtube Video Turning back around mid flight, Spitfire slowed to a mere hover and took the time to examine the blue box. Without having to fly for her life, she could tell that it was a phone booth of sorts. But what kind of phone booth could fly and teleport? Before she could find out the answer to that question, however, she took notice of the doors on the front of the booth opening. After a few moments, a... something, walked out of the box. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, and she was unsure whether or not she needed to be cautious. After all, it could be a threat to her, and she wasn’t going to take any chances. Examining it more closely, she saw that it had a brown mane, but no tail. It also seemed to be nearly half again as tall as her. It was dressed in a blue suit, and it appeared to be smiling. Odd, considering it had just crash landed, and almost crushed her in the process. Then again, there didn’t seem to be any windows on that thing except on the very top of each side, so seeing her would have been out of the question. Though, considering that it was piloting a phone booth of all things, it was most likely capable of anything. Spitfire was broken out of her thoughts, however, when the odd looking thing spoke. Not having heard what it said, but only assuming it had been directed towards her, she pointed at herself with a hoof, earning a nod from the creature. “Yes, you! Can you come down here?” From the voice, Spitfire could easily infer that the creature calling to her was a male, and intelligent at that, since it was capable of speaking Equestrian. But should she listen to him and go down to where he was currently standing? Deciding she had nothing to lose, Spitfire did just that, flying down to the... thing, and his blue phone booth, coming to a stop just a few feet away from him and gently touching down on the ground. For a few seconds, the two simply stared at each other in silence, as if judging if the other could pose a threat. Suddenly, though, the creature threw his arms outwards, as if having finally realized something. “Of course! You’re an equine! Pegasus to be exact! I’ve never seen one of you before, oh this is just fantastic!” “...” “So what’s up? Have you got a name?” “Spitfire...” Instantly, the new thing was upon her, looking her over, as if trying to find out everything he could about her. “That’s interesting. Your wings don’t seem like they’d be big enough to keep you in the air,” he stated, a baffled expression on his face. Spitfire gave a chuckle at his confusion, and quickly explained, “That’s our innate magic. It makes our wings stronger than they should be.” “And what about this mark on your flank?” he asked, examining the flaming lightning bolt closely. “That’s called a cutie mark. It shows our special talent. Mine is stunt flying. Now just who are you?” Smiling, the creature stood back up. “I’m the Doctor.” “The Doctor? That’s your name? Like, your whole name?” “Yeah! Now, if you don’t mind, I need to go see the rest of this planet,” said the Doctor as he walked back towards his blue box, hands in his pockets the whole time. Spitfire had no idea why she said what she did next, but it just seemed to blurt itself out. “Wait!” In an instant, this ‘Doctor’ turned around and leaned his head forwards, as if trying to hear her better. “Hm?” “What’s that blue box?” asked Spitfire, pointing a hoof at the object for emphasis. “Oh, that? That’s the TARDIS.” “What’s it do?” she questioned, making the Doctor smile. “My, you’re quite the inquisitive one, aren’t you?” the Doctor asked in rhetoric, earning a chuckle from Spitfire. “I wouldn’t say that, but I’ve never seen something like that, not to mention something like you,” she replied, pointing a hoof right at his chest. “What are you anyways?” “A Time Lord,” he swiftly replied. “Time Lord?” “That is what I said, isn’t it?” Spitfire shook her head to rid herself of her confusion before replying, “Whatever. So what can your thing do?” “Well, this machine can do a lot of things. She’s capable of flying, for one. But you already knew that, didn’t you?” he asked in rhetoric once again. “Well, duh! It almost slammed right into me!” “Oh, it did? Sorry about that,” he apologized, sorrow evident on his face. “Well, I’m fine, and that’s all that matters,” she said, earning a nod from the Doctor. “So what else does the, what did you call it?” she asked, already having forgotten the name for his box. “TARDIS,” he repeated. “Right, so what else can your ‘TARDIS’ do?” “Well,” he began as he walked back to the TARDIS, Spitfire following close behind, “it can teleport to anywhere I want it to.” “That sounds awesome!” Spitfire yelled enthusiastically, making him smile again. “It is ‘awesome’, isn’t it? Would you like to see it from the inside?” Instantly, Spitfire stopped in her tracks. “No. Way. I can really go inside?” “If you want to, yeah. Besides, I’ve never had a pegasus on board, though I have ridden a horse.” Spitfire found that last part odd, but decided not to say anything about it. After all, it was clear that he was pretty intelligent, and maybe equines were different where he was from. Plus, he did say he’d never seen a pegasus before. After a few seconds, the two arrived at the TARDIS, and the Doctor was about to open the doors when Spitfire spoke up. “Hey, won’t it be cramped in that little thing?” Smirking at her, he replied “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” With that, he opened the doors to the TARDIS and Spitfire peered inside. What she saw seemed impossible. “It’s...” “Bigger on the inside,” the two said at the same time, making Spitfire laugh. It was like the Doctor had been reading her mind. “So, where do you want to go, Miss Spitfire?” “So I can go anywhere?” she inquired, earning a nod from the Doctor. “Theoretically, yes, but we don’t want to go to certain places,” he explained. “Like what?” “Well, theoretically, we could teleport on to the sun. But that would be a very stupid idea.” Putting a hoof to her chin in thought, Spitfire began to think of a place she wanted to see. “Can we just go a bit into space?” “What, you mean above the planet?” he asked, waiting for confirmation, to which Spitfire nodded eagerly. “Now why would you want to go into outer space?” he questioned, seemingly intrigued with the golden mare. “Well, I just feel like this planet is holding me back sometimes. The skies are sweet, but I’ve always wanted to see more, I guess.” “What if I told you I could take you anywhere you wanted to go, whenever you wanted?” he asked, catching the golden mare off guard. “W-what do you mean?” she replied, not quite sure of the implications of his question. “I mean you could come with me, and then you could go anywhere you wanted to.” “Wouldn't it be a bit weird, though? I mean, we just met, Doctor.” “Well, yeah, we did,” he confirmed, “but I’m not one for taking things slow.” “Why’s that? Why rush through life?” “I’m a time traveler, it sort of comes with the title.” “Y-you can travel through time, too?” “Yep.” Spitfire put a hoof to her chin, deep in thought. The Doctor watched, intrigued, as she removed said hoof and placed it back on the ground, ready to convey her thoughts to him. “It does sound like it would be fun, and well, I don’t really have anything I’m committed to here other than the Wonderbolts. But being captain of them can get so stressful. I was actually thinking of resigning after my vacation anyways.” “Well, I don’t really have anything I’m committed to here other than the Wonderbolts. But being captain of them can get so stressful. I was actually thinking of resigning after my vacation anyways.” “Well, tell you what. Why don’t we go into space, and you can decide there? It's been a while since I've had somebody with me, and it can get pretty lonely traveling for eons by yourself.” “But why me?” she questioned, clearly confused as to why he would pick a mare like her. “I’m not super smart or anything, so why me?” “Because,” he began replying, “it’s not always experience that makes one best for a job. It’s how willing, or eager, they are to do it.” At that, Spitfire nodded and the Doctor went inside the TARDIS, Spitfire still right behind him. But as soon as she saw the inside of the TARDIS, her mind was made up. She wouldn’t tell him yet, though. Better to make it suspenseful, after all. She was broken out of her thoughts, though, when she took notice of the Doctor messing with his machinery. Unable to tear her eyes away from the spectacle before her, she didn’t hear his warning. In an instant, she fell to the floor, as the entire TARDIS began shaking wildly. But as quickly as it had started, it stopped, and Spitfire stood back up, dusting herself off. “A warning would’ve been nice, you know.” “I did warn you! No, you know what, let’s just go look at space,” he said, realizing arguing would get them nowhere at the moment. Walking over to the doors of the TARDIS, he motioned for Spitfire to come with him. As soon as they reached the doors, he nudged them open and Spitfire’s jaw dropped. She was looking at space. She was actually looking at space, from space. Nopony had ever even been to the highest point on the planet, and she had already trumped that one thousand fold. “Marvelous, isn’t it?” the Doctor asked, to which she could only reply with a nod, her jaw still wide open at what was happening. “It really makes you realize just how small we actually are. Your planet is just one of billions.” “What, uh, what are we looking at right now?” “Oh, this? This is the Eagle Nebula,” he informed her, much to her confusion. “But it doesn’t look anything like an eagle!” “Sometimes, it takes a bit of creativity to see things the way you’re supposed to. To some, a book might just be words on paper. But for others, it’s an adventure that you could only wish to live out in real life.” “I don’t get it. I mean, I do, but this is just a blob. It’s nothing like an eagle!” “Well, had you looked at the finer details, you’d see that it’s not just an ordinary blob. It’s blue, it’s green, it’s a wild mishmash of colors! And the shape is clearly the head of an eagle, too.” Taking a closer look, Spitfire could see that it was indeed shaped like an eagle’s head. But that wasn’t what was on her mind right now. “I’ll go with you,” she stated, pleasantly surprising the Doctor, who smiled in response. “Well, that’s great!” he exclaimed, closing the doors to the TARDIS, and walking back over to the controls. “Now, how would you fancy a trip to the lovely planet Koorharn for some ice skating?” “Let’s do it!” At her exclamation, the Doctor smirked and smacked a button, sending them on their trip. “ALLONS-Y!” Ice Skating on KoorharnThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor Ice Skating On Koorharn Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple Getting out of the TARDIS, the Doctor and Spitfire immediately began taking in their surroundings. “Huh, this doesn’t seem right.” “What’s wrong, Doctor?” questioned Spitfire, secretly fearing the worst. After all, traveling through the universe could lead you to places you shouldn’t have gone. “Well,” he began explaining, “We were supposed to arrive on the planet Koorharn. But it seems like we’re still on your planet. What’s it called, by the way?” “Harmony,” she answered quickly, but not before continuing with, “but where are we exactly?” Taking a look at their surroundings, the two could see no major differences in the landscape, but the road Spitfire was on before had disappeared. “Well, it’s about time we went and found out!” exclaimed the Doctor, running off in a random direction, with Spitfire hovering close behind. Shockingly though, it wasn’t too long before they came across a pony tilling some of his crops. Slowing to a walk, the Doctor motioned for Spitfire to stay quiet while he talked. “Excuse me, sir,” the Doctor began, grabbing the farmer pony’s attention, “might I ask what year it is?” The pony didn’t respond, simply gaping at the sight of the Doctor, who let out a frustrated sigh. “Yes, I know I look odd, but can you please tell me the year? Oh, and the day, if it’s not too much of a bother.” “June fifth, five hundred eleven, sir,” the pony responded quickly. Satisfied with the pony’s answer, the Doctor turned around. But instantly, he noticed something was wrong. Spitfire looked... haunted. “Spitfire, what’s wrong?” “June fifth, five hundred eleven,” she responded, simply repeating what the pony had told the Doctor. “Yeah? What’s wrong, Spitfire?” “Tomorrow is the worst day in the history of Equestria,” she responded vaguely. “Why’s that?” he asked, seriously concerned for his new friend. “Discord comes to power...” Youtube Video “Okay, so this ‘Discord’ fellow. You say he’s going to come to power tomorrow?” asked the Doctor, following Spitfire though a very primitive Ponyville. The town didn’t look too different from what she had remembered, but there were certainly fewer ponies. In fact, some buildings were still being built at the moment, most likely due to the increasing migration to Ponyville in the five hundreds. Spitfire chuckled inwardly at that. School had finally come in handy for once! “That’s what they told us in school, at least. Supposedly, he rises up and overthrows the princesses’ parents.” “And how long does he remain in power?” he questioned, to which Spitfire shrugged. “Nopony knows. Supposedly, he destroyed every bit of evidence surrounding his first rule right before he was imprisoned in stone,” she explained as she weaved in between ponies, the Doctor following close behind. “Imprisoned in stone, eh? That sounds terrifying,” the Doctor said, inwardly feeling sorrow for any creature that had to go through such a fate. For a few minutes, the two walked in silence, but the Doctor began noticing something. “Spitfire, why are there no pegasi here?” Looking around, Spitfire realized that he was right. There were no pegasi. Not even any unicorns. Just a bunch of earth ponies. “Huh, you’re right. And why haven’t any of them reacted to seeing you?” “It’s beginning...” the Doctor mumbled. “What, Doctor?” Grabbing Spitfire and pulling her closer, the Doctor leaned down and began whispering in her ear. “You said he makes ponies crazy? I think he’s here, and his influence is affecting them.” “So what you’re saying is...” “Something terrible is going down through the entire town,” he stated matter-of-factly. “We need to move, Spitfire. Do you know of any place we might be safe?” “But, I don’t--” “Now!” “Uh, the Ponyville Library. It’s been there for almost two thousand years,” she said swiftly, suddenly scared of this new, serious Doctor. “Great, lead the way!” he exclaimed, Spitfire giving a salute and doing just that. As she turned around and galloped off, the Doctor stayed close behind, weaving in and out of the many ponies in the streets. “You’re lucky you can fly, Spitfire!” At that, Spitfire merely turned around and smirked for a second before turning back. SMACK! The Doctor stopped instantly as he saw Spitfire smack right into the side of a large tree with a door on the front. “Ooh... that can’t have felt good,” he said with a chuckle. After a few seconds, Spitfire began slowly sliding down the tree, and eventually came to a rest at the bottom. Rubbing her head, she looked up to see the Doctor looming over her, a hand extended towards her. Extending her hoof, she felt him take hold of it and pull her up. Finding her hooves, she smiled at the Doctor. “Thanks.” “No trouble. Now, is this the library?” he asked, taking notice of a sign next to the door. It was written in a strange language, the likes of which he had never seen before. “Yeah, this is definitely it,” she confirmed, looking up at the familiar branches of the tree. “Well, let’s go in, shall we?” asked the Doctor in rhetoric, going to open the door, only to find it locked. “Guess it’s closed,” Spitfire said, stating the obvious. “Yeah, well that’s never stopped me,” replied the Doctor, taking out a little silver object with a blue tip. As Spitfire began wondering what the object was, the Doctor put it up to the door and it began glowing. In an instant, she heard the familiar click of a door unlocking, and the Doctor pushed the door open, stepping inside. Spitfire gaped for a second at the technology the Doctor possessed, but eventually walked in after him. “What's that thing called?” she whispered, hoping nopony was in the library at the moment. “Sonic Screwdriver,” he stated simply. “Well, what can it do?” she asked, pushing the topic. “Oh, lots of things,” he began, “but... it looks like we’re not alone,” he finished, pointing in front of him. What Spitfire saw made her gasp. A white filly with a pink mane, and the sun for a cutie mark. “Oh my gosh, it’s Celestia!” In an instant, the filly turned around, now aware that she was being watched. “Who are you?” “Well, there goes the element of surprise,” the Doctor said, causing Spitfire to blush embarrassedly. “I’m the Doctor, and this is Spitfire.” “What are you doing in my home?” the filly questioned “Alright, I need you to listen very carefully,” the Doctor began, to which the filly nodded, “a monster is going to come tomorrow. He’s already beginning to affect everyone.” “M-monster?!” the filly yelped out, instantly scared for her life. But in an instant, the Doctor was kneeling next to her, holding her shoulders. “Celestia, I need you to keep calm. Can you do that for me?” Slowly nodding, Celestia smiled. “Okay, mister.” “Alright, good. Now, I need you to stay in this house. Do not, under any circumstances, leave. Do you understand?” Nodding again, Celestia responded, “Yes, sir.” “Oh, stop it with the ‘sir’ and ‘mister’ nonsense. Just call me ‘Doctor’, alright?” Smiling, Celestia nodded once more. At that, the Doctor turned around to Spitfire. “Now, explain how you knew her name, Spitfire.” “Doctor, she’s the princess of Equestria in my time,” she explained, causing the Doctor to gape. Not only was Discord about to take over, but it was up to a filly to stop him? That just didn’t sound right. Not only that, but the fact that she lived for one thousand five hundred years afterwards made even less sense. “But that’s impossible! No equine has ever lived for more than sixty two years, and you’re telling me that she lives for one thousand five hundred?” “Yes!” Spitfire exclaimed, unable to understand why the Doctor didn’t believe her. “Ahem,” came the sound of Celestia clearing her throat, shutting the two up instantly. “I’m gonna be a princess?” Sighing and looking down at Spitfire, the Doctor scolded her. “Now look what you’ve done.” “Me, you’re the one who yelled!” she retorted. “BE QUIET!” screamed Celestia, causing the two to stop what they were doing and cover their ears. The first known use of the Royal Canterlot voice, and it was used on the Doctor of all people. After a few seconds, the regained their hearing, and Celestia began speaking again. “I’m a princess?” “Apparently so,” confirmed the Doctor, “but we can’t focus on that right now. Right now, we need to learn more about the monster that’s coming.” “He’s more than a monster, Doctor,” said Spitfire, causing both Celestia and the aforementioned Doctor to look at her, “he’s more powerful than you can even comprehend.” “Well, his name is ‘Discord’, so he’s most likely a god, or near to being one. His powers reside in the unbelievable, the things that shouldn’t be able to happen. Which means that he’s capable of doing literally anything,” he guessed, causing Spitfire to gape in shock. “Oh, so I was right, then?” “Spot on, actually,” she mumbled out, still in shock at the Doctor’s seemingly endless amount of good traits. Not only was he a time traveler who helped save what he had called ‘people’, but he was a genius too. “Alright, now,” the Doctor said, turning back to Celestia, “where are your parents?” Upon hearing his question, Celestia teared up a bit, and instantly, the Doctor knew what was wrong. Kneeling down, he hugged her close, rubbing her back for comfort. “There, there. It’s okay. But I need you to stay focused, alright, Celestia?” Celestia gave a little nod, and the Doctor pulled away from her, standing back up as she wiped away her tears. “Yes, Doctor.” “Alright, now, do you know of anything we can use to stop him, Spitfire?” he asked as he turned to face the golden mare. In an instant, Spitfire responded, “The Elements of Harmony.” “The what now?” he asked in confusion. Spitfire groaned, unprepared for having to explain what the elements were, and how they worked. “Uh, well, they’re supposed to be like, the six elements of friendship.” To put it simply, this was one of the few times that the Doctor actually couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Care to elaborate?” “Oh! Well, the elements are kindness, laughter, generosity, honesty, loyalty, and magic.” “Magic,” he stated bluntly. “Magic is an element of friendship?” “Magic is supposed to be friendship, or something like that. I honestly don’t get it.” “Wait, wait, so let me try and understand this,” he said, gesturing his hands forwards to stop her from talking, “you’re saying that we need to gather these... ‘Elements of Harmony’, and use them to stop Discord?” “Actually,” she began responding, “we won’t be the ones using them.” “Then who?” he asked simply. Slowly, Spitfire rose a hoof up and pointed next to the Doctor, right at Celestia. “She will. Well, she and her sister.” “M-my sister?” “Yes, but we don’t have time to talk to her as well. You tell her that we’ll be back, alright?” Celestia nodded her head vigorously, and the Doctor turned around and began walking with a newfound determination, right out the door which they had neglected to close upon entering. Seeing the Doctor so confident was good news to Spitfire, considering what they were going up against, and she quickly followed behind him, shutting the door in her wake. “Doctor, where are we going?” “To find the elements of harmony, and stop Discord.” “But we don’t even know where to look!” she yelled in argument. “That may be the case for me, but you know exactly where they are. Now think, where were they originally found?” “I- I think it was in the Everfree Forest!” she yelled triumphantly, realizing school had paid off twice in one day. “Okay, but where is this forest?” he asked, needing clarification before they went on their journey. “Just South of here, let’s go!” she yelled, taking to the air, the Doctor following close behind. Within just a few minutes, the two were at the edge of Ponyville, looking at the forest ahead. “So, what kind of creatures inhabit this forest?” the Doctor asked. After all, it was best to know exactly what to expect instead of rushing in headlong with no idea what they were going up against. “Well, none did before Discord got finished with it. Up until then, nothing lived in it,” she explained, making the Doctor chuckle. “And I thought this would be a challenge. Let’s go, Spitfire,” he called back to her, already having started walking into the forest. Quickly doing as he said, she took to the air and caught up with him before landing and walking next to him. “So, Doctor, why’d you come to Equestria in the first place?” “Well, I was meaning to go to Koorharn, the place I said I would take you, but something happened with the TARDIS,” he explained, only serving to raise even more questions. “What was wrong with it?” Spitfire asked, genuinely interested in the Doctor’s funny blue phone box. “I’m not sure, actually. She’s been acting up lately, taking me to places I’m not trying to go to.” “Well,” Spitfire began with a smile, “I’m happy it took you to Equestria. I mean, what other pony can say they’ve gone back in time and stopped Discord!” “Well, don’t be so sure of that just yet, Spitfire. We still need to find the Elements of Harmony.” With that, the two stayed silent for a few minutes until they came to a fork in the path. “Alright, Spitfire, you know the forest, so which path do we take?” the Doctor questioned her, needing her knowledge of the Everfree once again. Spitfire, though, had absolutely no idea which path to take. But not wanting to disappoint the Doctor, she answered, “Right.” So they went right, continuing on their journey. But it didn’t take long for Spitfire to speak up once again. “So, Doctor, once we get the elements, don’t you think Discord will be on to us?” “I wouldn’t worry about it. He’s probably scared to death of them.” “What do you mean?” she questioned. “They haven’t even been discovered yet, so how would he know about them?” “Well, he’s the god of chaos, which would mean that he doesn’t have to follow the same rules as everyone else. He probably already knows about Celestia and her sister, as well.” “But that’s--” “Unfair?” he said, earning a nod from Spitfire. “I agree, but then again, we already know he loses in the end.” “That’s true, but it’s still unfair,” she replied with a harumph. “You know what’s unfair? You being born a ginger while I'm stuck like this,” he stated, causing her to giggle. “Being ginger isn’t that awesome,” she replied nonchalantly. “Oh, yes it is.” “Yeah...” At that, the two laughed. But it was short lived, as they came upon their first obstacle. A bridge that looked as if it had been crossed one too many times. Planks were missing, and it looked rickety enough to collapse under their weight. “Alright, we’ll have to cross it carefully, Spitfire,” he said, turning to look at his companion. But when he looked, she was already gone, having flown across the canyon, much to his chagrin. “Talk about unfair...” Slowly, the Doctor turned back to the bridge and lowered a foot down onto the first plank. Instantly, the plank fell into the water below, causing him to jump back. After a few seconds, he went to try again, but felt himself being lifted into the air. Looking up, he saw that Spitfire had grabbed him, and was flying him across the canyon. Realization hit him like a brick. He was over a hundred and fifty pounds, and this pegasus was carrying him like it was nothing. Just how strong was she? But before he delved too deep into his thoughts, he felt his feet touch down and Spitfire released him. “Thank you for the assistance, Spitfire.” “No problem. Now come on, I can see something up ahead!” she yelled back, having already left him in the dust before he even realized it. Again. Letting out a sigh, he began walking forwards. “I can already tell adventuring with her is going to be quite the experience,” he said, a chuckle escaping at the end. After trekking forward for a few more minutes, he came upon a large stone structure. It looked to be only a few years old, and and it had a large stained glass dome on the top. No doubt the elements are in there, he thought to himself. That was when he noticed Spitfire was already standing at the door, watching him look over the structure. “You gonna ogle that thing all day, or are you gonna come inside?” The Doctor elected the second choice and quickly made his way inside the structure, Spitfire getting behind him as soon as he passed her. “Alright, Spitfire, I need to be very clear. Don’t. Touch. Anything. There could be traps for all we know.” “Why would there be traps?” she asked, to which he simply shrugged. “Always expect the worst in places like this.” The two remained silent after that, the Doctor leading them through every room of the structure. It seemed as if each room was just one large circle, and they were all interconnected by one enormous one in the middle. So, obviously, the goal was to get there. But the question was, how? “Doctor, I think I found something,” called Spitfire, causing him to walk up to her and look at what she was pointing at. “A bunch of levers,” he said simply, turning to look at a large door on the adjacent side of the room. “And they most likely control that door.” “It looks like a puzzle, Doctor. We'll need to solve it before we can get the elements.” “I don't need to solve a puzzle,” he replied, taking out his sonic screwdriver and pointing it at the large door, “I'm the Doctor.” With that, the sonic screwdriver glowed blue and the door lowered, allowing the two to pass by. They did just that, and as soon as Spitfire crossed the threshold, the door shut behind her. “So what now, Doctor?” “Now,” he began, “we’re in the room that the elements are most likely kept hidden in.” Taking a look around, the two examined the room they were now confined to. It was a large circle, with just a few statues and a bookshelf on each side. Nothing too impressive, but hey, chambers made exclusively for keeping immensely powerful artifacts hidden away didn’t need to be pretty. They just needed to be big enough to hold the artifacts. After examining the room, the Doctor looked up and pointed at the stained glass ceiling, causing Spitfire to look up as well. “Those stone spheres painted onto the glass, are those the elements?” he questioned, looking down to Spitfire for the answer. “Yeah, that’s definitely them,” she responded with a nod. “Great, then it’s time we started looking around,” he said with a smile, glad they were in the correct room. “So where do we start looking?” she asked, eager to find the elements and get them back to Celestia. “See these pedestals?” he asked, pointing to the six scattered around the room, to which she nodded, not having noticed them upon entering, “I think we need to lower them.” “But there’s no levers or anything. How do we do it?” “I’m not quite sure. Then again, I never do know quite what I’m getting myself into. Let’s just scour every inch of the room.” Spitfire gave a nod at that, and the two began searching. Spitfire took to one side and began searching everything in sight. The bookshelves, the statues, even under the rug in front of the bookshelf, but she couldn’t find anything. The Doctor wasn’t having much luck, either. No matter where he looked, nothing was to be found except dust. But just as he was about to stop searching and go check on Spitfire, he took notice of a strange looking book in the bookshelf on his side. It was brown, but with a golden trim on the spine, and was larger than any of the other books. Taking it out of the bookshelf to examine it, he took notice of the golden horse head on the front. “I think I found something,” he called to Spitfire as he opened the book to the first page. But instead of seeing words, as expected in a book, each page was just but a picture. Feeling a bit of a breeze, he took notice of Spitfire, who had landed next to him. “What’s up, Doctor?” “Well, I think I found a book that shouldn’t exist yet,” he explained, not taking his eyes off of the book, still leafing through the pages. “What makes you say that?” “Well, it tells the tale of how Celestia banished her sister to the moon. At least, I think it does.” “What? Let me see that!” she yelled out, yanking the book from the Doctor’s grasp and looking at it. To her shock, she saw that he was correct. The images in the book were the same as the ones on the stained glass in Canterlot Castle’s throne room. “I think we’ve stumbled upon an ancient prophecy, Spitfire.” Spitfire simply nodded dumbly, still looking at the book. So she missed seeing the Doctor take out his sonic screwdriver and open the door that they used to enter the room. However, the noise of it opening broke her out of her stupor, and she began questioning the Doctor. “What are you doing, Doctor? We can’t just leave.” However, the Doctor had no intention of leaving, and simply walked over to the levers from before and pushed them all down one by one, causing the room Spitfire was in to shake. “That’s it!” he yelled out in glee. “The levers were for the pedestals!” “That’s great, now get in here!” Spitfire yelled at him, having taken to the air to avoid falling over due to the room’s shaking. “I think I’ll wait for them to lower, actually!” he yelled back. Well, he thought, this is it. After a few more seconds, the large room stopped shaking, and he crossed the threshold, stepping into it. Looking up, he noticed Spitfire, and she looked like she had seen a ghost. “Nice of you to finally join the fun, Doctor,” she said with a scowl. “Had fun, did you?” he asked in rhetoric, a chuckle going along with it. At that, Spitfire flew down, and punched him playfully on the shoulder. “That’s for leaving me in the room of death.” “Well, it all worked out in the end. We’re about to have the elements!” he exclaimed, giddy at the thought. As the pedestals continued lowering, the Doctor looked down at Spitfire, smiling the whole time. “I told you we'd find them!” “I never doubted you, Doctor.In fact, this was pretty fun, if I do say so myself.” The Doctor simply chuckled at that. He hadn't expected it, but Spitfire had proved a great companion to this point. After a few seconds, he looked back to the pedestals, seeing that they had finished lowering. Inspecting them closely, he noticed one sphere shaped stone adorned the top of each. Taking a chance, he reached out to grab one. But as soon as his hand touched it, it disappeared in a flash of light, with the other five following suit. Unable to comprehend what was happening, he turned around to Spitfire for answers. But it wasn't Spitfire he was looking at. He was looking into the last set of eyes he wanted to. A set of eyes that belonged to the one creature he stood no chance against. “Discord...” To be continued... The Final HourThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor The Final Hour Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple As the Doctor stated the name of his enemy, said enemy gave off a chuckle. “The Doctor, I presume?” The Doctor wasn’t overly surprised that Discord knew his name, given the nature of the creature. Plus, he had more important matters to attend to at the moment. “Bring her back, Discord. I’m warning you.” “Or you’ll do what, exactly? I have the Elements of Harmony now, so the best you can do is stand there and pout.” “Where did you put her?” “I put that mare in her place,” Discord stated matter-of-factly, “and I think she’d like it if you joined her.” With that, Discord snapped his talons and the Doctor was engulfed in a white flash, forced to close his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened them to find himself in a cell. Aside from a tiny barred window on the door, there was no source of light. Looking through said window, he saw a guard standing next to the door, keeping watch. “Doctor?” came a questioning voice, causing him to turn around and take notice of his newest friend. “Where are we?” “I don’t know, Spitfire,” he said, turning back around and using his sonic screwdriver to unlock the door. “Discord just said he was putting me with you.” “Well, you know what we’re gonna do, Doctor?” “What’s that?” Grinning, Spitfire turned around and reared her hind legs. Taking notice, the Doctor moved out of the way and watched as she bucked the door with all her might and it flew open, smacking the guard who had been standing next to it and knocking him out. Grin still plastered on her face, Spitfire walked out of the cell, the Doctor following close behind. “We’re gonna kick Discord right in his sorry flank.” Youtube Video “And how, exactly, are we gonna do that, Spitfire?” questioned the Doctor as they walked down the hallways. “In case you haven’t noticed, he got rid of us with a snap of his fingers.” “Then we find the Elements of Harmony,” she replied quickly. “He teleported them away, Spitfire. I have no idea where they are.” “Well, do you have any ideas as to where he might have put them?” By the time Spitfire asked her question, though, the Doctor was already deep in thought. Where would someone like Discord hide the one thing that could destroy him? Considering he was a creature of chaos, it wouldn’t be in a likely spot with booby traps and such. In fact, it was most likely in a very obvious spot. “Uh... Doctor?” Probably somewhere like a museum, or a library, or even a laboratory. Some place where something that Discord would find boring would be found at, be it reading, “Doctor.” Maybe it was-- “DOCTOR!” Spitfire’s voice finally managed to break the Doctor from his thoughts, and he looked up to Spitfire. But she wasn’t alone, and a strange pony, concealed in the shadows, was holding her up on her hind legs with a knife to her neck. After a few seconds of silence between the three, the mysterious pony finally spoke up. “Ah, so you must be the ‘doctor’ that m’lord told me about...” “How did you figure that out?” he asked in rhetoric. “Her yelling it? Out loud?” “You’ve got a smart mouth, you do.” “I think ‘clever’ is a better word,” the Doctor shot back. “Now how about we talk about this like civilized individuals?” “Civilized?” the mystery pony asked. “Civilized is DEAD! Say hello to the new world, Doctor! A world of unimaginable horrors! A world where our lord and master Discord is supreme overlord!” “Well, that’s too bad,” replied the Doctor, eyeing a chandelier placed conveniently over the pony’s head, “because you’ve left me no choice.” “‘Left him no choice’, he says! Oh, this one’s got a sense of humor, he does!” “Okay, who are you even talking to when you do that?” asked Spitfire, still in his grasp. “S-shut up!” was the only retort he had, and it was a flimsy one at best, causing Spitfire to laugh. “Alright, so now that we have the chit chat out of the way, let’s get down to business,” stated the Doctor as he took out his sonic screwdriver and aimed it at the chandelier above the pony. In an instant, it flashed blue and the chin holding up the chandelier broke, causing it to fall right on the pony’s head, making him release Spitfire in the process. Without any second thought, the Doctor walked over to Spitfire and helped her up, keeping an eye on the unknown assailant the whole time. Now that he could see him, the pony clearly looked insane. His dark blue coat was covered in dirt, his mouth frozen in an incredibly creepy looking smile. His light blue mane had what looked like an orange streak of paint going through it, and the same was true of his tail. He would need to memorize this pony in case they came across him again. “Are you okay, Spitfire?” “Yeah, but that knife chafed my skin, YOU BUCKER!” she screamed, kicking the stallion’s unconscious form, making him giggle in his sleep. “Wow, he really is insane,” the Doctor said, confused at how anyone could giggle at being kicked in the head. “Who cares, let’s go, Doctor,” pleaded Spitfire, who was already walking off down an adjacent hallway. The Doctor took one last look at her attacker before putting his sonic screwdriver back in his pocket and following after her. It took a few minutes for him to catch up, and along the way he noticed a few odd things about the prison they were in. First of all, there were no occupants except for him and Spitfire. Second, it was unnaturally chilly, as if Discord had turned down the temperature just to spite him. But his thoughts ceased as he caught up to Spitfire without noticing, bumping into her from behind. “Whoa, Doctor, I normally save that stuff for the third date,” she said playfully, winking at him. At that, the Doctor could do no more than laugh at the idea of a pony making a joke like that to him. “Alright, Spitfire, let’s stay focused,” he retorted with a chuckle. “Now, before that pony assaulted you, I was doing some thinking.” “About what?” “Where Discord may be hiding the elements, and I have a few ideas.” “Well what are you waiting for? Spit it out!” Spitfire exclaimed, eager to get her revenge on that stupid draconequus. “Alright, so with Discord’s nature in mind, he most likely hid the elements in a spot you wouldn’t think to look. Somewhere incredibly obvious.” “You mean like in these dungeons?” she asked, causing the Doctor to smile widely. “Spitfire, you’re a genius! I can’t believe I didn’t think of that!” he exclaimed, starting up on one of his famous rants shortly after. “Imagine it: we try to escape the dungeons as fast as we can, but by doing so, we miss the elements and Discord wins. Then the future is altered drastically, and instead of Celestia ruling you, you have Discord.” “Well, I am a mare of many talents,” she replied, her already enormous pride hitting a new peak upon hearing the Doctor compliment her. “Alright, don’t let that go to your head,” he warned her, “for all we know, Discord could prey on your pride.” “Right, sorry. Now let’s go get those elements!” “Well, allons-y!” shouted the Doctor, continuing along their chosen path and taking a right before continuing down the long hallway. Almost instantly, he froze, as did Spitfire. “You again?” Spitfire asked, looking very much miffed at the return of her assailant. “Yeah, me. Now are you two gonna come quietly, or am I gonna have to rough ya up a bit?” “Oh, please, the Doctor isn’t scared of a buffoon like you!” “Buffoon, eh? At least I’m not some hairless monkey!” “Hey!” exclaimed the Doctor, taking offense, “I am not a ‘hairless monkey’!” “Whatever! You two are comin’ with me!” yelled the pony, immediately galloping towards the Doctor. But it was too easy, and the much taller Doctor simply ran towards his enemy and jumped over him before grabbing Spitfire around the waist and running off to an adjacent hallway, hauling her along with him. As soon as a cell was in sight, the Doctor ran inside and slammed the door shut, much to Spitfire’s resentment. “What was that?! We could have taken him!” “I prefer not to fight if I don’t absolutely have to, Spitfire, now please stay quiet.” Spitfire obeyed the Doctor’s command, albeit reluctantly, remaining absolutely still and not making a sound. The Doctor, meanwhile, was looking through the little window on the door, keeping an eye out for the crazy pony who was out for them. Once a few moments had passed and he was certain the pony was gone, he reopened the cell door before walking into the hallway, Spitfire still following close behind. “This way, Spitfire,” the Doctor called back to her, pointing to the right. Giving a nod, Spitfire made haste, sticking close to the Doctor as he led them through the winding halls of the prison they found themselves in. Eventually, though, they came to what looked like a door leading out of said prison. “Well, that’s strange...” “What, Doctor?” “Well, we just walked through every hallway in this place, but there was no sign of the elements,” he elaborated, looking around at the walls of the prison, as if trying to spot something. “Maybe they weren’t here after all?” she said, trying to alleviate his worrying. “No, they’re here, Spitfire. I’m sure of it.” “But we looked in every hallway. They’re not here, Doctor.” “But they have to be!” he exclaimed. “Unless...” “Unless what, Doctor?” Spitfire questioned, unsure of what the Doctor was planning. “Unless this prison isn’t real,” he stated, “which means you’re not real either...” As he came to his conclusion, Spitfire gave a shocked look. “Are you kidding, Doctor? That has got to be the stupidest thing I have ever heard.” “No, it’s not stupid. Not when we’re playing by Discord’s rules,” he explained. As the Doctor put an exclamation point on his theory, the prison the Doctor found himself in faded away, leaving him staring into the eyes of one very familiar draconequus. “Oh, pony feathers! I should have known that trick wouldn’t work on someone like you!” “Don’t sell yourself short, Discord. It would have, but one big thing gave you away,” the Doctor explained. “Oh?” he questioned, eager to hear where he had messed up. “The doors in that prison were made of wood, and sonic technology doesn’t work on wood...” “Well, I guess fair’s fair,” stated Discord before he snapped his talons, causing him to disappear in a flash of white, leaving the Doctor to himself. But with Discord out of his face, the Doctor was finally able to see where he was currently located. “The TARDIS!” he exclaimed, ecstatic at being back in his proverbial home. In an instant, he began examining it, and couldn’t help but smile widely at the beauty of it all. The control panel seemed the same, and the many coral-like support beams still remained. But the main room itself had changed vastly. Many staircases now adorned it, branching off into different rooms. It was as if the TARDIS was a full fledged house now. “Oh, you are just gorgeous! But this does raise the question of just why it changed...” I wonder if Discord did all this, he thought to himself, intrigued at the prospect. “Well, I can worry about that later. For now, I have a pony to find!” “Do you think she’s okay, ‘Tia?” “Yes, little sister. With us caring for her, I have no doubt in my mind that she will be just fine.” “Do you know what it is that is ailing her?” “I know not the cause of her ailment, but I do know that it matters not. She will be just fine.” “Discord?” “Will be dealt with. But for the moment, we have other matters to attend to.” “But what if the legends are true? What if he plunges Equestria into darkness for thousands of years?” “No, little sister. He will be dealt with by our new friend.” “And what of our new friend? What of the Doctor?” “Fine, I’m sure. No doubt he’s looking for his friend at this exact moment.” After a few moments of silence, the younger alicorn finally decided to voice a question that had been bugging her all day. “Why, ‘Tia?” “Why did I appear as a little filly to him and his friend?” “Yes, ‘Tia.” “Because, little sister, I needed to be sure the legends were true.” “Legends?” “Just bedtime tales told to foals by their parents,” Celestia began. “Legends of a creature that saved all of Equestria before it was even referred to as such.” “That still doesn’t explain why you had to appear as a filly, ‘Tia.” “What? It was cute!” “Ugh, moving on, then. So you believe the Doctor is the creature from these tales?” “Yes. The legends told of a ‘man’ saving an ancient civilization, our predecessors, with nothing but his wits and a big blue box.” “But we have seen no sign of a blue box, ‘Tia. How can we be sure?” As if on cue, a low whirring noise made itself present, and the TARDIS began fading in and out before finally coming to a full stop. Within just a few seconds, the doors opened, revealing the Doctor. “Greetings, Doctor.” “Ah, hello, Celestia. Say, you haven’t happened to see Spitfire around, have you?” he asked quickly, eager to find her and get things wrapped up as quickly as possible. “Yes, but she is resting at the moment.” “Ah, well then, I suppose I can wait a few hours for her to wake up.” “She’s in a coma.” “Of course she is.” “We’re trying to help her, if that means anything,” Celestia offered, hoping the Doctor wasn’t too upset. “It’s fine, Celestia, I’m used to things going wrong sometimes. Well, a lot. Well, all the time. But I just wanted to let you know I found the elements.” “Where were they?” she asked, curious as to how the Doctor had found them so quickly. “Right where they always were,” he responded vaguely. “And where are they now?” “In the TARDIS,” he gestured back towards the blue box. “May we retrieve them?” the blue alicorn asked. “In a mo’, Luna,” he stated, raising a finger to quiet her. “First, why aren’t you a child anymore, Celestia?” he asked, turning his head towards the sun princess. “How did you know my little sister’s name?” she shot back, causing the Doctor to smirk. “Touche. Alright, I’ll go get the elements. You can come in the TARDIS with me if you want.” With that, he turned around and walked into the TARDIS, the two alicorns following close behind. As soon as they walked in, they gaped, causing the Doctor to let out a chuckle. “Yes, yes, bigger on the inside and all that.” “N-no,” Luna stuttered, “it’s just so... pretty.” “Oh, well, she did have some renovations done recently. Very recently.” “Focus, little sister,” Celestia gently scolded her sister, “we need to get the elements if we are to defeat Discord.” “So, a question,” stated the Doctor as he started up the TARDIS engines, sending the three off on their journey to find Discord, “Spitfire said you two weren’t princesses until after you defeated Discord?” “Merely legends, Doctor,” Celestia stated, further confusing the Doctor. “But why? If you two are still alive so far into the future, why not just tell the truth?” “Because sometimes, Doctor, the truth is best left untold.” The answer seemed to satiate the Doctor, but suddenly, a thought popped into his head. “Or maybe Discord took away everyone’s memories of you.” Celestia let out a groan, but couldn’t help but let out a chuckle right afterwards. “See, little sister, I told you he’s good.” “So that is the case. Which, by extension, means that Discord never really ruled for hundreds of years. He just made the ponies think he did.” “Very good, indeed, ‘Tia,” agreed Luna. “Alright then! I’ll be right back, you two. Just gonna go grab the elements before we land.” With that, the Doctor ventured off into one of the TARDIS’s many new hallways, leaving the two sisters alone. “Do you think he would want everyone to know, ‘Tia?” “Know what?” “That without him, we would not have defeated Discord.” “He doesn’t really seem like the type to want such recognition.” “I suppose you’re right, ‘Tia.” “Little sister.” “Yes, ‘Tia?” “You do realize you’ve rid yourself of the Royal Canterlot dialect, right?” “Yes, ‘Tia. I’ve been working at it for a while now.” “I don’t know, little sister. I thought it suited you very well,” Celestia said with a smile gracing her features. Before Luna could respond, however, the Doctor walked back up to them, dropping six stone spheres on the floor in front of them. “Alright, here they are,” he said, observing the two pick up the spheres with what he assumed was magic. “Oh, and we’re about to land, so hang on!” “M’lord, we’ve received word of a strange object flying towards the castle.” “What is it?” “Our scouts are saying that it’s a blue box, m’lord.” “And where was it last seen?” “It was seen flying over the castle gard--” Interrupting the servant, the TARDIS made its presence known by crashing through one of the throne room’s many stained glass windows and crashing right into the throne, which Discord teleported off of just in time to avoid being crushed. In an instant, the doors to the TARDIS opened and the Doctor walked out, making his presence known. “Ah, look at that, the Doctor is in!” yelled Discord mockingly. “And how do you expect to beat me without the elements, hm?” Smirking, the Doctor made a motion with his head as if to say “look behind me”, which Discord did. What he saw wiped the smug grin right off of his face. Celestia and Luna, with the elements in their grasp. “Well then, I see you have the elements,” the shocked draconequus said. “Yes, demon,” began Luna, “and now we’re going to kill you.” “Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on, Luna! Kill him?” the Doctor questioned incredulously, “you can’t just kill him!” “Have you seen what he’s done to the world, Doctor? Houses fall over as if they were made of cardboard, the grass is plaid, and the skies rain chocolate!” “Yes, but he doesn’t deserve to die for that!” he exclaimed, trying to save the demi-god’s life. “And why is that, Doctor?” “Because until he kills someone, he doesn’t deserve to be killed!” he yelled right at Luna’s face. “But--” “He is right, little sister...” Celestia said, attempting to calm her sister, “if we were to kill him now, we would regret it for the rest of our lives.” “Don’t I get a say in this?” questioned Discord, finally speaking up, to which everyone responded with a unanimous “NO!” “Look,” the Doctor started, “just blast him and let’s be on our way.” “Right,” the royal sisters agreed in unison. With that, the elements began to give off a glow, and the sisters began floating into the air, their eyes glowing white. “Well, if I’m going to go out, I may as well look presentable,” Discord quipped before taking a pose that looked as if he was mid-dance. As he did so, the elements shot off what looked like a rainbow, making the Doctor giggle. But once the rainbow struck Discord, the smile was wiped off of his face. Slowly, Discord’s body began turning to stone. Starting with the feet, and rising upwards before finally reaching his head. Once the transformation was complete, the statue fell over onto the ground with a resounding thud, making the Doctor wince. While Discord looked jubilant in his current pose, he was going to be stuck like that for a long time. “Didn’t that seem a bit... too easy, Doctor?” “Well,” he began answering Celestia, “sometimes that’s just the way it goes with me.” “Besides, ‘Tia, would you rather have dragged this out?” “I suppose you’re right, little sister. What do you suppose we should do with him?” “Put him in the gardens we passed over on the way here,” the Doctor suggested. “That way he’ll get to see you two rule every day. It will serve as a reminder of his defeat today. A reminder to everyone else who would dare to rise up against you two. A reminder that this world is defended!” The royal sisters smiled at the Doctor’s speech, and watched as he turned to get back in his TARDIS. “Wait!” yelled Celestia, hoping to ask one more question before he left. “Yes, Celestia?” “Where will you go now? Will we ever see you again?” “I’m not sure where I’m going, but you can bet on seeing me again,” he confirmed with a smile. “But for now, I need to do something with you two.” “And where have you been?!” Spitfire yelled, poking the Doctor in the chest with her hoof. “Oh, just helping the royal sisters defeat Discord.” “You mean...?” “Yep, we did it, Spitfire!” “Well, you did it,” she said disappointedly, head hanging towards the floor. “Oh, but I couldn’t have done it without you, Spitfire,” the Doctor attempted to calm Spitfire. “Now, you seem a bit weak. Need a lift into the TARDIS?” “I wouldn’t mind,” she responded with a grin, which the Doctor returned in full. And so, the Doctor picked up Spitfire, carrying her as if they were newlyweds, right into the TARDIS before closing the door with his foot. “The TARDIS, it’s... beautiful, Doctor.” “That she is, Spitfire. But you never did tell me. How did you wake up from your coma?” “Well, I think it was a spell by Discord or something like that. So when they turned him to stone, I woke back up because the spell had broken.” “Alright, then. Now, Spitfire, where do you want to go?” “Well, that trip to Koorharn doesn’t sound so bad right about now, Doctor.” “Right then,” the Doctor said as he began messing with the control deck, “Allons-y!” “How did you learn to skate so well, Doctor?” “Well, nine hundred years gives you the chance to learn a lot of new things. But what about you? You’re a stunt flyer, right? Why are you so bad at this?” “Oh shut up, you!” exclaimed Spitfire as she yet again face planted into the ice. “Oh, you’re no fun!” the Doctor yelled back as he completed yet another complicated maneuver, stunning Spitfire. “But HOW?!” “Practice makes perfect, Spitfire!” The Doctor soon did yet another trick, prompting Spitfire’s jaw to hit the ground. Literally. “B-but that was a backflip!” she yelled in shock before letting out a huff and making her way back to the TARDIS, falling down every so often. Back in the TARDIS, Spitfire let out another huff. “How come you get to be good at everything?” “It’s not about being the best, Spitfire. It’s about doing your best.” As a smile graced her features, she let out another playful little huff. “You always know what to say, Doctor.” “Well, not always. I’m rubbish at weddings, trust me,” he quipped. “Doctor, can I ask you something?” “Sure, go ahead.” “Well, have you ever--” A crash interrupted Spitfire mid-sentence, and the two immediately ran to the doors of the TARDIS, opening them up and walking outside. Quickly, Spitfire closed the doors behind them. Instantly, the Doctor’s eyes went wide, prompting Spitfire to look at the same thing he was. But all she could see was a statue, serving only to confuse her further. “Spitfire, whatever you do, don’t look away, and don’t blink.” Bonus Chapter ‘B’Bonus Chapter #1: Remembrance The Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor Bonus Chapter #1: Remembrance Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple “Put him in the gardens we passed over on the way here,” the Doctor suggested. “That way he’ll get to see you two rule every day. It will serve as a reminder of his defeat today. A reminder to everyone else who would dare to rise up against you two. A reminder that this world is defended!” The royal sisters smiled at the Doctor’s speech, and watched as he turned to get back in his TARDIS. “Wait!” yelled Celestia, hoping to ask one more question before he left. “Yes, Celestia?” “Where will you go now? Will we ever see you again?” “I’m not sure where I’m going, but you can bet on seeing me again,” he confirmed with a smile. “But for now, I need to do something with you two.” Youtube Video The royal sisters looked at each other, confused, not quite sure what the Doctor meant by that. And so Celestia, deciding to find out exactly what he was planning, turned back to face the Doctor again and addressed him. “And what, Doctor, is that?” “I’m going to wipe your minds.” “You shall do no such thing!” shouted Luna, to which the Doctor frowned. “You act as if I want to, Luna,” said the Doctor, causing her to relent slightly. “If I had a choice I’d let you keep your memories of me, but for the good of your country, I need to do this.” “And why, Doctor, is that?” Celestia wondered aloud. “Because, Celestia, say word of me got out. What happens then? What happens when the ponies learn that their princesses needed the help of an alien to defeat Discord?” “They may begin to worship him, ‘Tia,” Luna answered for her. Letting out a sigh, Celestia smiled at the floor. “Very well, Doctor, but grant me one last favor.” “Anything, Celestia.” “Tell us your real name.” As the two sisters regained their senses and took notice of a strange blue box flying away, Luna decided to question its presence to her sister, pointing a hoof at it. “‘Tia, what is that?” “I’m not sure, sister, but all that matters is that we defeated Discord.” “I suppose you’re right, ‘Tia.” “Now let’s go put him in the gardens, sister.” “The gardens?” “As a reminder to everypony not to trifle with us, Luna.” And with that, Luna helped her sister pick up the petrified Discord, and they began flying him out towards the royal gardens. All the while, Celestia’s mind was racing a mile a minute. Four Hundred Ninety Years Later... “I’m sorry, but you want a statue of what, Princess?” “A box. It would look exactly like I’ve drawn it on the paper, Mr. Slab.” “Please, just ‘Marble’.” “Of course.” “But what’s a police box?” “Well, from what I remember, he referred to it as the TARDIS.” “He?” “The Doctor.” For a few moments, Marble Slab simply stared at Celestia blankly. But finally, he gathered the resolve to speak again. “You may have finally lost it, Princess, but okay. I’ll get started on a sculpture of this... ‘TARDIS’.” As Celestia smiled and left Marble Slab’s office, a smirk made its way onto her face. Silly Doctor, thinking it would be that easy to make me forget about you. For a while, Luna did, but then you came back. I’m sure you know why she changed, but you just don’t want to believe it. I wish you luck in all your future endeavors, Doctor. And please, do stay safe... The Angels Have the Phone BoxSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Bonus Chapter ‘D’Something has gone wrong. 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A Grand EntranceThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor A Grand Entrance Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple It was Saturday, and all of Ponyville was out having a good time. Ponies were talking, playing sports, and a few were simply relaxing and catching some rays. The beautiful day had even attracted a few tourists. Among those tourists was Spitfire, captain of the Wonderbolts, and self proclaimed ‘best golden thing on the planet’. At the moment, she was heading down the dirt road leading to Fluttershy’s cottage, intent on getting herself a pet of some kind. It seemed almost everypony had one nowadays, and she wanted in on it. Along the way, Spitfire became aware of a noise in the distance, pulling her out of her thoughts. A humming noise began resonating, getting louder each time, and it was accompanied by a low whirring sound. She couldn’t help but wonder what the source of the noise was and began looking around, desperate to find the source of it. But all she could see was fields of grass and flowers, only serving to confuse her further. Finally, with no other options left, and the noise only increasing in decibels, she decided to call out to it. “Hello? Is anypony there?” As if answering her question, a flash of light appeared in the sky and she took notice of a blue object flying right towards her, spinning around the whole time. But there was no time to study it, as it was about to collide with the ground, and by extension, her. Extending her wings, Spitfire took to the air with the speed of a hawk and narrowly avoided being splattered by the mysterious blue object, which slid for a few meters before coming to a rest. Youtube Video Turning back around mid flight, Spitfire slowed to a mere hover and took the time to examine the blue box. Without having to fly for her life, she could tell that it was a phone booth of sorts. But what kind of phone booth could fly and teleport? Before she could find out the answer to that question, however, she took notice of the doors on the front of the booth opening. After a few moments, a... something, walked out of the box. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, and she was unsure whether or not she needed to be cautious. After all, it could be a threat to her, and she wasn’t going to take any chances. Examining it more closely, she saw that it had a brown mane, but no tail. It also seemed to be nearly half again as tall as her. It was dressed in a blue suit, and it appeared to be smiling. Odd, considering it had just crash landed, and almost crushed her in the process. Then again, there didn’t seem to be any windows on that thing except on the very top of each side, so seeing her would have been out of the question. Though, considering that it was piloting a phone booth of all things, it was most likely capable of anything. Spitfire was broken out of her thoughts, however, when the odd looking thing spoke. Not having heard what it said, but only assuming it had been directed towards her, she pointed at herself with a hoof, earning a nod from the creature. “Yes, you! Can you come down here?” From the voice, Spitfire could easily infer that the creature calling to her was a male, and intelligent at that, since it was capable of speaking Equestrian. But should she listen to him and go down to where he was currently standing? Deciding she had nothing to lose, Spitfire did just that, flying down to the... thing, and his blue phone booth, coming to a stop just a few feet away from him and gently touching down on the ground. For a few seconds, the two simply stared at each other in silence, as if judging if the other could pose a threat. Suddenly, though, the creature threw his arms outwards, as if having finally realized something. “Of course! You’re an equine! Pegasus to be exact! I’ve never seen one of you before, oh this is just fantastic!” “...” “So what’s up? Have you got a name?” “Spitfire...” Instantly, the new thing was upon her, looking her over, as if trying to find out everything he could about her. “That’s interesting. Your wings don’t seem like they’d be big enough to keep you in the air,” he stated, a baffled expression on his face. Spitfire gave a chuckle at his confusion, and quickly explained, “That’s our innate magic. It makes our wings stronger than they should be.” “And what about this mark on your flank?” he asked, examining the flaming lightning bolt closely. “That’s called a cutie mark. It shows our special talent. Mine is stunt flying. Now just who are you?” Smiling, the creature stood back up. “I’m the Doctor.” “The Doctor? That’s your name? Like, your whole name?” “Yeah! Now, if you don’t mind, I need to go see the rest of this planet,” said the Doctor as he walked back towards his blue box, hands in his pockets the whole time. Spitfire had no idea why she said what she did next, but it just seemed to blurt itself out. “Wait!” In an instant, this ‘Doctor’ turned around and leaned his head forwards, as if trying to hear her better. “Hm?” “What’s that blue box?” asked Spitfire, pointing a hoof at the object for emphasis. “Oh, that? That’s the TARDIS.” “What’s it do?” she questioned, making the Doctor smile. “My, you’re quite the inquisitive one, aren’t you?” the Doctor asked in rhetoric, earning a chuckle from Spitfire. “I wouldn’t say that, but I’ve never seen something like that, not to mention something like you,” she replied, pointing a hoof right at his chest. “What are you anyways?” “A Time Lord,” he swiftly replied. “Time Lord?” “That is what I said, isn’t it?” Spitfire shook her head to rid herself of her confusion before replying, “Whatever. So what can your thing do?” “Well, this machine can do a lot of things. She’s capable of flying, for one. But you already knew that, didn’t you?” he asked in rhetoric once again. “Well, duh! It almost slammed right into me!” “Oh, it did? Sorry about that,” he apologized, sorrow evident on his face. “Well, I’m fine, and that’s all that matters,” she said, earning a nod from the Doctor. “So what else does the, what did you call it?” she asked, already having forgotten the name for his box. “TARDIS,” he repeated. “Right, so what else can your ‘TARDIS’ do?” “Well,” he began as he walked back to the TARDIS, Spitfire following close behind, “it can teleport to anywhere I want it to.” “That sounds awesome!” Spitfire yelled enthusiastically, making him smile again. “It is ‘awesome’, isn’t it? Would you like to see it from the inside?” Instantly, Spitfire stopped in her tracks. “No. Way. I can really go inside?” “If you want to, yeah. Besides, I’ve never had a pegasus on board, though I have ridden a horse.” Spitfire found that last part odd, but decided not to say anything about it. After all, it was clear that he was pretty intelligent, and maybe equines were different where he was from. Plus, he did say he’d never seen a pegasus before. After a few seconds, the two arrived at the TARDIS, and the Doctor was about to open the doors when Spitfire spoke up. “Hey, won’t it be cramped in that little thing?” Smirking at her, he replied “I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised.” With that, he opened the doors to the TARDIS and Spitfire peered inside. What she saw seemed impossible. “It’s...” “Bigger on the inside,” the two said at the same time, making Spitfire laugh. It was like the Doctor had been reading her mind. “So, where do you want to go, Miss Spitfire?” “So I can go anywhere?” she inquired, earning a nod from the Doctor. “Theoretically, yes, but we don’t want to go to certain places,” he explained. “Like what?” “Well, theoretically, we could teleport on to the sun. But that would be a very stupid idea.” Putting a hoof to her chin in thought, Spitfire began to think of a place she wanted to see. “Can we just go a bit into space?” “What, you mean above the planet?” he asked, waiting for confirmation, to which Spitfire nodded eagerly. “Now why would you want to go into outer space?” he questioned, seemingly intrigued with the golden mare. “Well, I just feel like this planet is holding me back sometimes. The skies are sweet, but I’ve always wanted to see more, I guess.” “What if I told you I could take you anywhere you wanted to go, whenever you wanted?” he asked, catching the golden mare off guard. “W-what do you mean?” she replied, not quite sure of the implications of his question. “I mean you could come with me, and then you could go anywhere you wanted to.” “Wouldn't it be a bit weird, though? I mean, we just met, Doctor.” “Well, yeah, we did,” he confirmed, “but I’m not one for taking things slow.” “Why’s that? Why rush through life?” “I’m a time traveler, it sort of comes with the title.” “Y-you can travel through time, too?” “Yep.” Spitfire put a hoof to her chin, deep in thought. The Doctor watched, intrigued, as she removed said hoof and placed it back on the ground, ready to convey her thoughts to him. “It does sound like it would be fun, and well, I don’t really have anything I’m committed to here other than the Wonderbolts. But being captain of them can get so stressful. I was actually thinking of resigning after my vacation anyways.” “Well, I don’t really have anything I’m committed to here other than the Wonderbolts. But being captain of them can get so stressful. I was actually thinking of resigning after my vacation anyways.” “Well, tell you what. Why don’t we go into space, and you can decide there? It's been a while since I've had somebody with me, and it can get pretty lonely traveling for eons by yourself.” “But why me?” she questioned, clearly confused as to why he would pick a mare like her. “I’m not super smart or anything, so why me?” “Because,” he began replying, “it’s not always experience that makes one best for a job. It’s how willing, or eager, they are to do it.” At that, Spitfire nodded and the Doctor went inside the TARDIS, Spitfire still right behind him. But as soon as she saw the inside of the TARDIS, her mind was made up. She wouldn’t tell him yet, though. Better to make it suspenseful, after all. She was broken out of her thoughts, though, when she took notice of the Doctor messing with his machinery. Unable to tear her eyes away from the spectacle before her, she didn’t hear his warning. In an instant, she fell to the floor, as the entire TARDIS began shaking wildly. But as quickly as it had started, it stopped, and Spitfire stood back up, dusting herself off. “A warning would’ve been nice, you know.” “I did warn you! No, you know what, let’s just go look at space,” he said, realizing arguing would get them nowhere at the moment. Walking over to the doors of the TARDIS, he motioned for Spitfire to come with him. As soon as they reached the doors, he nudged them open and Spitfire’s jaw dropped. She was looking at space. She was actually looking at space, from space. Nopony had ever even been to the highest point on the planet, and she had already trumped that one thousand fold. “Marvelous, isn’t it?” the Doctor asked, to which she could only reply with a nod, her jaw still wide open at what was happening. “It really makes you realize just how small we actually are. Your planet is just one of billions.” “What, uh, what are we looking at right now?” “Oh, this? This is the Eagle Nebula,” he informed her, much to her confusion. “But it doesn’t look anything like an eagle!” “Sometimes, it takes a bit of creativity to see things the way you’re supposed to. To some, a book might just be words on paper. But for others, it’s an adventure that you could only wish to live out in real life.” “I don’t get it. I mean, I do, but this is just a blob. It’s nothing like an eagle!” “Well, had you looked at the finer details, you’d see that it’s not just an ordinary blob. It’s blue, it’s green, it’s a wild mishmash of colors! And the shape is clearly the head of an eagle, too.” Taking a closer look, Spitfire could see that it was indeed shaped like an eagle’s head. But that wasn’t what was on her mind right now. “I’ll go with you,” she stated, pleasantly surprising the Doctor, who smiled in response. “Well, that’s great!” he exclaimed, closing the doors to the TARDIS, and walking back over to the controls. “Now, how would you fancy a trip to the lovely planet Koorharn for some ice skating?” “Let’s do it!” At her exclamation, the Doctor smirked and smacked a button, sending them on their trip. “ALLONS-Y!”
Ice Skating on KoorharnThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor Ice Skating On Koorharn Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple Getting out of the TARDIS, the Doctor and Spitfire immediately began taking in their surroundings. “Huh, this doesn’t seem right.” “What’s wrong, Doctor?” questioned Spitfire, secretly fearing the worst. After all, traveling through the universe could lead you to places you shouldn’t have gone. “Well,” he began explaining, “We were supposed to arrive on the planet Koorharn. But it seems like we’re still on your planet. What’s it called, by the way?” “Harmony,” she answered quickly, but not before continuing with, “but where are we exactly?” Taking a look at their surroundings, the two could see no major differences in the landscape, but the road Spitfire was on before had disappeared. “Well, it’s about time we went and found out!” exclaimed the Doctor, running off in a random direction, with Spitfire hovering close behind. Shockingly though, it wasn’t too long before they came across a pony tilling some of his crops. Slowing to a walk, the Doctor motioned for Spitfire to stay quiet while he talked. “Excuse me, sir,” the Doctor began, grabbing the farmer pony’s attention, “might I ask what year it is?” The pony didn’t respond, simply gaping at the sight of the Doctor, who let out a frustrated sigh. “Yes, I know I look odd, but can you please tell me the year? Oh, and the day, if it’s not too much of a bother.” “June fifth, five hundred eleven, sir,” the pony responded quickly. Satisfied with the pony’s answer, the Doctor turned around. But instantly, he noticed something was wrong. Spitfire looked... haunted. “Spitfire, what’s wrong?” “June fifth, five hundred eleven,” she responded, simply repeating what the pony had told the Doctor. “Yeah? What’s wrong, Spitfire?” “Tomorrow is the worst day in the history of Equestria,” she responded vaguely. “Why’s that?” he asked, seriously concerned for his new friend. “Discord comes to power...” Youtube Video “Okay, so this ‘Discord’ fellow. You say he’s going to come to power tomorrow?” asked the Doctor, following Spitfire though a very primitive Ponyville. The town didn’t look too different from what she had remembered, but there were certainly fewer ponies. In fact, some buildings were still being built at the moment, most likely due to the increasing migration to Ponyville in the five hundreds. Spitfire chuckled inwardly at that. School had finally come in handy for once! “That’s what they told us in school, at least. Supposedly, he rises up and overthrows the princesses’ parents.” “And how long does he remain in power?” he questioned, to which Spitfire shrugged. “Nopony knows. Supposedly, he destroyed every bit of evidence surrounding his first rule right before he was imprisoned in stone,” she explained as she weaved in between ponies, the Doctor following close behind. “Imprisoned in stone, eh? That sounds terrifying,” the Doctor said, inwardly feeling sorrow for any creature that had to go through such a fate. For a few minutes, the two walked in silence, but the Doctor began noticing something. “Spitfire, why are there no pegasi here?” Looking around, Spitfire realized that he was right. There were no pegasi. Not even any unicorns. Just a bunch of earth ponies. “Huh, you’re right. And why haven’t any of them reacted to seeing you?” “It’s beginning...” the Doctor mumbled. “What, Doctor?” Grabbing Spitfire and pulling her closer, the Doctor leaned down and began whispering in her ear. “You said he makes ponies crazy? I think he’s here, and his influence is affecting them.” “So what you’re saying is...” “Something terrible is going down through the entire town,” he stated matter-of-factly. “We need to move, Spitfire. Do you know of any place we might be safe?” “But, I don’t--” “Now!” “Uh, the Ponyville Library. It’s been there for almost two thousand years,” she said swiftly, suddenly scared of this new, serious Doctor. “Great, lead the way!” he exclaimed, Spitfire giving a salute and doing just that. As she turned around and galloped off, the Doctor stayed close behind, weaving in and out of the many ponies in the streets. “You’re lucky you can fly, Spitfire!” At that, Spitfire merely turned around and smirked for a second before turning back. SMACK! The Doctor stopped instantly as he saw Spitfire smack right into the side of a large tree with a door on the front. “Ooh... that can’t have felt good,” he said with a chuckle. After a few seconds, Spitfire began slowly sliding down the tree, and eventually came to a rest at the bottom. Rubbing her head, she looked up to see the Doctor looming over her, a hand extended towards her. Extending her hoof, she felt him take hold of it and pull her up. Finding her hooves, she smiled at the Doctor. “Thanks.” “No trouble. Now, is this the library?” he asked, taking notice of a sign next to the door. It was written in a strange language, the likes of which he had never seen before. “Yeah, this is definitely it,” she confirmed, looking up at the familiar branches of the tree. “Well, let’s go in, shall we?” asked the Doctor in rhetoric, going to open the door, only to find it locked. “Guess it’s closed,” Spitfire said, stating the obvious. “Yeah, well that’s never stopped me,” replied the Doctor, taking out a little silver object with a blue tip. As Spitfire began wondering what the object was, the Doctor put it up to the door and it began glowing. In an instant, she heard the familiar click of a door unlocking, and the Doctor pushed the door open, stepping inside. Spitfire gaped for a second at the technology the Doctor possessed, but eventually walked in after him. “What's that thing called?” she whispered, hoping nopony was in the library at the moment. “Sonic Screwdriver,” he stated simply. “Well, what can it do?” she asked, pushing the topic. “Oh, lots of things,” he began, “but... it looks like we’re not alone,” he finished, pointing in front of him. What Spitfire saw made her gasp. A white filly with a pink mane, and the sun for a cutie mark. “Oh my gosh, it’s Celestia!” In an instant, the filly turned around, now aware that she was being watched. “Who are you?” “Well, there goes the element of surprise,” the Doctor said, causing Spitfire to blush embarrassedly. “I’m the Doctor, and this is Spitfire.” “What are you doing in my home?” the filly questioned “Alright, I need you to listen very carefully,” the Doctor began, to which the filly nodded, “a monster is going to come tomorrow. He’s already beginning to affect everyone.” “M-monster?!” the filly yelped out, instantly scared for her life. But in an instant, the Doctor was kneeling next to her, holding her shoulders. “Celestia, I need you to keep calm. Can you do that for me?” Slowly nodding, Celestia smiled. “Okay, mister.” “Alright, good. Now, I need you to stay in this house. Do not, under any circumstances, leave. Do you understand?” Nodding again, Celestia responded, “Yes, sir.” “Oh, stop it with the ‘sir’ and ‘mister’ nonsense. Just call me ‘Doctor’, alright?” Smiling, Celestia nodded once more. At that, the Doctor turned around to Spitfire. “Now, explain how you knew her name, Spitfire.” “Doctor, she’s the princess of Equestria in my time,” she explained, causing the Doctor to gape. Not only was Discord about to take over, but it was up to a filly to stop him? That just didn’t sound right. Not only that, but the fact that she lived for one thousand five hundred years afterwards made even less sense. “But that’s impossible! No equine has ever lived for more than sixty two years, and you’re telling me that she lives for one thousand five hundred?” “Yes!” Spitfire exclaimed, unable to understand why the Doctor didn’t believe her. “Ahem,” came the sound of Celestia clearing her throat, shutting the two up instantly. “I’m gonna be a princess?” Sighing and looking down at Spitfire, the Doctor scolded her. “Now look what you’ve done.” “Me, you’re the one who yelled!” she retorted. “BE QUIET!” screamed Celestia, causing the two to stop what they were doing and cover their ears. The first known use of the Royal Canterlot voice, and it was used on the Doctor of all people. After a few seconds, the regained their hearing, and Celestia began speaking again. “I’m a princess?” “Apparently so,” confirmed the Doctor, “but we can’t focus on that right now. Right now, we need to learn more about the monster that’s coming.” “He’s more than a monster, Doctor,” said Spitfire, causing both Celestia and the aforementioned Doctor to look at her, “he’s more powerful than you can even comprehend.” “Well, his name is ‘Discord’, so he’s most likely a god, or near to being one. His powers reside in the unbelievable, the things that shouldn’t be able to happen. Which means that he’s capable of doing literally anything,” he guessed, causing Spitfire to gape in shock. “Oh, so I was right, then?” “Spot on, actually,” she mumbled out, still in shock at the Doctor’s seemingly endless amount of good traits. Not only was he a time traveler who helped save what he had called ‘people’, but he was a genius too. “Alright, now,” the Doctor said, turning back to Celestia, “where are your parents?” Upon hearing his question, Celestia teared up a bit, and instantly, the Doctor knew what was wrong. Kneeling down, he hugged her close, rubbing her back for comfort. “There, there. It’s okay. But I need you to stay focused, alright, Celestia?” Celestia gave a little nod, and the Doctor pulled away from her, standing back up as she wiped away her tears. “Yes, Doctor.” “Alright, now, do you know of anything we can use to stop him, Spitfire?” he asked as he turned to face the golden mare. In an instant, Spitfire responded, “The Elements of Harmony.” “The what now?” he asked in confusion. Spitfire groaned, unprepared for having to explain what the elements were, and how they worked. “Uh, well, they’re supposed to be like, the six elements of friendship.” To put it simply, this was one of the few times that the Doctor actually couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Care to elaborate?” “Oh! Well, the elements are kindness, laughter, generosity, honesty, loyalty, and magic.” “Magic,” he stated bluntly. “Magic is an element of friendship?” “Magic is supposed to be friendship, or something like that. I honestly don’t get it.” “Wait, wait, so let me try and understand this,” he said, gesturing his hands forwards to stop her from talking, “you’re saying that we need to gather these... ‘Elements of Harmony’, and use them to stop Discord?” “Actually,” she began responding, “we won’t be the ones using them.” “Then who?” he asked simply. Slowly, Spitfire rose a hoof up and pointed next to the Doctor, right at Celestia. “She will. Well, she and her sister.” “M-my sister?” “Yes, but we don’t have time to talk to her as well. You tell her that we’ll be back, alright?” Celestia nodded her head vigorously, and the Doctor turned around and began walking with a newfound determination, right out the door which they had neglected to close upon entering. Seeing the Doctor so confident was good news to Spitfire, considering what they were going up against, and she quickly followed behind him, shutting the door in her wake. “Doctor, where are we going?” “To find the elements of harmony, and stop Discord.” “But we don’t even know where to look!” she yelled in argument. “That may be the case for me, but you know exactly where they are. Now think, where were they originally found?” “I- I think it was in the Everfree Forest!” she yelled triumphantly, realizing school had paid off twice in one day. “Okay, but where is this forest?” he asked, needing clarification before they went on their journey. “Just South of here, let’s go!” she yelled, taking to the air, the Doctor following close behind. Within just a few minutes, the two were at the edge of Ponyville, looking at the forest ahead. “So, what kind of creatures inhabit this forest?” the Doctor asked. After all, it was best to know exactly what to expect instead of rushing in headlong with no idea what they were going up against. “Well, none did before Discord got finished with it. Up until then, nothing lived in it,” she explained, making the Doctor chuckle. “And I thought this would be a challenge. Let’s go, Spitfire,” he called back to her, already having started walking into the forest. Quickly doing as he said, she took to the air and caught up with him before landing and walking next to him. “So, Doctor, why’d you come to Equestria in the first place?” “Well, I was meaning to go to Koorharn, the place I said I would take you, but something happened with the TARDIS,” he explained, only serving to raise even more questions. “What was wrong with it?” Spitfire asked, genuinely interested in the Doctor’s funny blue phone box. “I’m not sure, actually. She’s been acting up lately, taking me to places I’m not trying to go to.” “Well,” Spitfire began with a smile, “I’m happy it took you to Equestria. I mean, what other pony can say they’ve gone back in time and stopped Discord!” “Well, don’t be so sure of that just yet, Spitfire. We still need to find the Elements of Harmony.” With that, the two stayed silent for a few minutes until they came to a fork in the path. “Alright, Spitfire, you know the forest, so which path do we take?” the Doctor questioned her, needing her knowledge of the Everfree once again. Spitfire, though, had absolutely no idea which path to take. But not wanting to disappoint the Doctor, she answered, “Right.” So they went right, continuing on their journey. But it didn’t take long for Spitfire to speak up once again. “So, Doctor, once we get the elements, don’t you think Discord will be on to us?” “I wouldn’t worry about it. He’s probably scared to death of them.” “What do you mean?” she questioned. “They haven’t even been discovered yet, so how would he know about them?” “Well, he’s the god of chaos, which would mean that he doesn’t have to follow the same rules as everyone else. He probably already knows about Celestia and her sister, as well.” “But that’s--” “Unfair?” he said, earning a nod from Spitfire. “I agree, but then again, we already know he loses in the end.” “That’s true, but it’s still unfair,” she replied with a harumph. “You know what’s unfair? You being born a ginger while I'm stuck like this,” he stated, causing her to giggle. “Being ginger isn’t that awesome,” she replied nonchalantly. “Oh, yes it is.” “Yeah...” At that, the two laughed. But it was short lived, as they came upon their first obstacle. A bridge that looked as if it had been crossed one too many times. Planks were missing, and it looked rickety enough to collapse under their weight. “Alright, we’ll have to cross it carefully, Spitfire,” he said, turning to look at his companion. But when he looked, she was already gone, having flown across the canyon, much to his chagrin. “Talk about unfair...” Slowly, the Doctor turned back to the bridge and lowered a foot down onto the first plank. Instantly, the plank fell into the water below, causing him to jump back. After a few seconds, he went to try again, but felt himself being lifted into the air. Looking up, he saw that Spitfire had grabbed him, and was flying him across the canyon. Realization hit him like a brick. He was over a hundred and fifty pounds, and this pegasus was carrying him like it was nothing. Just how strong was she? But before he delved too deep into his thoughts, he felt his feet touch down and Spitfire released him. “Thank you for the assistance, Spitfire.” “No problem. Now come on, I can see something up ahead!” she yelled back, having already left him in the dust before he even realized it. Again. Letting out a sigh, he began walking forwards. “I can already tell adventuring with her is going to be quite the experience,” he said, a chuckle escaping at the end. After trekking forward for a few more minutes, he came upon a large stone structure. It looked to be only a few years old, and and it had a large stained glass dome on the top. No doubt the elements are in there, he thought to himself. That was when he noticed Spitfire was already standing at the door, watching him look over the structure. “You gonna ogle that thing all day, or are you gonna come inside?” The Doctor elected the second choice and quickly made his way inside the structure, Spitfire getting behind him as soon as he passed her. “Alright, Spitfire, I need to be very clear. Don’t. Touch. Anything. There could be traps for all we know.” “Why would there be traps?” she asked, to which he simply shrugged. “Always expect the worst in places like this.” The two remained silent after that, the Doctor leading them through every room of the structure. It seemed as if each room was just one large circle, and they were all interconnected by one enormous one in the middle. So, obviously, the goal was to get there. But the question was, how? “Doctor, I think I found something,” called Spitfire, causing him to walk up to her and look at what she was pointing at. “A bunch of levers,” he said simply, turning to look at a large door on the adjacent side of the room. “And they most likely control that door.” “It looks like a puzzle, Doctor. We'll need to solve it before we can get the elements.” “I don't need to solve a puzzle,” he replied, taking out his sonic screwdriver and pointing it at the large door, “I'm the Doctor.” With that, the sonic screwdriver glowed blue and the door lowered, allowing the two to pass by. They did just that, and as soon as Spitfire crossed the threshold, the door shut behind her. “So what now, Doctor?” “Now,” he began, “we’re in the room that the elements are most likely kept hidden in.” Taking a look around, the two examined the room they were now confined to. It was a large circle, with just a few statues and a bookshelf on each side. Nothing too impressive, but hey, chambers made exclusively for keeping immensely powerful artifacts hidden away didn’t need to be pretty. They just needed to be big enough to hold the artifacts. After examining the room, the Doctor looked up and pointed at the stained glass ceiling, causing Spitfire to look up as well. “Those stone spheres painted onto the glass, are those the elements?” he questioned, looking down to Spitfire for the answer. “Yeah, that’s definitely them,” she responded with a nod. “Great, then it’s time we started looking around,” he said with a smile, glad they were in the correct room. “So where do we start looking?” she asked, eager to find the elements and get them back to Celestia. “See these pedestals?” he asked, pointing to the six scattered around the room, to which she nodded, not having noticed them upon entering, “I think we need to lower them.” “But there’s no levers or anything. How do we do it?” “I’m not quite sure. Then again, I never do know quite what I’m getting myself into. Let’s just scour every inch of the room.” Spitfire gave a nod at that, and the two began searching. Spitfire took to one side and began searching everything in sight. The bookshelves, the statues, even under the rug in front of the bookshelf, but she couldn’t find anything. The Doctor wasn’t having much luck, either. No matter where he looked, nothing was to be found except dust. But just as he was about to stop searching and go check on Spitfire, he took notice of a strange looking book in the bookshelf on his side. It was brown, but with a golden trim on the spine, and was larger than any of the other books. Taking it out of the bookshelf to examine it, he took notice of the golden horse head on the front. “I think I found something,” he called to Spitfire as he opened the book to the first page. But instead of seeing words, as expected in a book, each page was just but a picture. Feeling a bit of a breeze, he took notice of Spitfire, who had landed next to him. “What’s up, Doctor?” “Well, I think I found a book that shouldn’t exist yet,” he explained, not taking his eyes off of the book, still leafing through the pages. “What makes you say that?” “Well, it tells the tale of how Celestia banished her sister to the moon. At least, I think it does.” “What? Let me see that!” she yelled out, yanking the book from the Doctor’s grasp and looking at it. To her shock, she saw that he was correct. The images in the book were the same as the ones on the stained glass in Canterlot Castle’s throne room. “I think we’ve stumbled upon an ancient prophecy, Spitfire.” Spitfire simply nodded dumbly, still looking at the book. So she missed seeing the Doctor take out his sonic screwdriver and open the door that they used to enter the room. However, the noise of it opening broke her out of her stupor, and she began questioning the Doctor. “What are you doing, Doctor? We can’t just leave.” However, the Doctor had no intention of leaving, and simply walked over to the levers from before and pushed them all down one by one, causing the room Spitfire was in to shake. “That’s it!” he yelled out in glee. “The levers were for the pedestals!” “That’s great, now get in here!” Spitfire yelled at him, having taken to the air to avoid falling over due to the room’s shaking. “I think I’ll wait for them to lower, actually!” he yelled back. Well, he thought, this is it. After a few more seconds, the large room stopped shaking, and he crossed the threshold, stepping into it. Looking up, he noticed Spitfire, and she looked like she had seen a ghost. “Nice of you to finally join the fun, Doctor,” she said with a scowl. “Had fun, did you?” he asked in rhetoric, a chuckle going along with it. At that, Spitfire flew down, and punched him playfully on the shoulder. “That’s for leaving me in the room of death.” “Well, it all worked out in the end. We’re about to have the elements!” he exclaimed, giddy at the thought. As the pedestals continued lowering, the Doctor looked down at Spitfire, smiling the whole time. “I told you we'd find them!” “I never doubted you, Doctor.In fact, this was pretty fun, if I do say so myself.” The Doctor simply chuckled at that. He hadn't expected it, but Spitfire had proved a great companion to this point. After a few seconds, he looked back to the pedestals, seeing that they had finished lowering. Inspecting them closely, he noticed one sphere shaped stone adorned the top of each. Taking a chance, he reached out to grab one. But as soon as his hand touched it, it disappeared in a flash of light, with the other five following suit. Unable to comprehend what was happening, he turned around to Spitfire for answers. But it wasn't Spitfire he was looking at. He was looking into the last set of eyes he wanted to. A set of eyes that belonged to the one creature he stood no chance against. “Discord...” To be continued...
The Final HourThe Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor The Final Hour Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple As the Doctor stated the name of his enemy, said enemy gave off a chuckle. “The Doctor, I presume?” The Doctor wasn’t overly surprised that Discord knew his name, given the nature of the creature. Plus, he had more important matters to attend to at the moment. “Bring her back, Discord. I’m warning you.” “Or you’ll do what, exactly? I have the Elements of Harmony now, so the best you can do is stand there and pout.” “Where did you put her?” “I put that mare in her place,” Discord stated matter-of-factly, “and I think she’d like it if you joined her.” With that, Discord snapped his talons and the Doctor was engulfed in a white flash, forced to close his eyes. After a few seconds, he opened them to find himself in a cell. Aside from a tiny barred window on the door, there was no source of light. Looking through said window, he saw a guard standing next to the door, keeping watch. “Doctor?” came a questioning voice, causing him to turn around and take notice of his newest friend. “Where are we?” “I don’t know, Spitfire,” he said, turning back around and using his sonic screwdriver to unlock the door. “Discord just said he was putting me with you.” “Well, you know what we’re gonna do, Doctor?” “What’s that?” Grinning, Spitfire turned around and reared her hind legs. Taking notice, the Doctor moved out of the way and watched as she bucked the door with all her might and it flew open, smacking the guard who had been standing next to it and knocking him out. Grin still plastered on her face, Spitfire walked out of the cell, the Doctor following close behind. “We’re gonna kick Discord right in his sorry flank.” Youtube Video “And how, exactly, are we gonna do that, Spitfire?” questioned the Doctor as they walked down the hallways. “In case you haven’t noticed, he got rid of us with a snap of his fingers.” “Then we find the Elements of Harmony,” she replied quickly. “He teleported them away, Spitfire. I have no idea where they are.” “Well, do you have any ideas as to where he might have put them?” By the time Spitfire asked her question, though, the Doctor was already deep in thought. Where would someone like Discord hide the one thing that could destroy him? Considering he was a creature of chaos, it wouldn’t be in a likely spot with booby traps and such. In fact, it was most likely in a very obvious spot. “Uh... Doctor?” Probably somewhere like a museum, or a library, or even a laboratory. Some place where something that Discord would find boring would be found at, be it reading, “Doctor.” Maybe it was-- “DOCTOR!” Spitfire’s voice finally managed to break the Doctor from his thoughts, and he looked up to Spitfire. But she wasn’t alone, and a strange pony, concealed in the shadows, was holding her up on her hind legs with a knife to her neck. After a few seconds of silence between the three, the mysterious pony finally spoke up. “Ah, so you must be the ‘doctor’ that m’lord told me about...” “How did you figure that out?” he asked in rhetoric. “Her yelling it? Out loud?” “You’ve got a smart mouth, you do.” “I think ‘clever’ is a better word,” the Doctor shot back. “Now how about we talk about this like civilized individuals?” “Civilized?” the mystery pony asked. “Civilized is DEAD! Say hello to the new world, Doctor! A world of unimaginable horrors! A world where our lord and master Discord is supreme overlord!” “Well, that’s too bad,” replied the Doctor, eyeing a chandelier placed conveniently over the pony’s head, “because you’ve left me no choice.” “‘Left him no choice’, he says! Oh, this one’s got a sense of humor, he does!” “Okay, who are you even talking to when you do that?” asked Spitfire, still in his grasp. “S-shut up!” was the only retort he had, and it was a flimsy one at best, causing Spitfire to laugh. “Alright, so now that we have the chit chat out of the way, let’s get down to business,” stated the Doctor as he took out his sonic screwdriver and aimed it at the chandelier above the pony. In an instant, it flashed blue and the chin holding up the chandelier broke, causing it to fall right on the pony’s head, making him release Spitfire in the process. Without any second thought, the Doctor walked over to Spitfire and helped her up, keeping an eye on the unknown assailant the whole time. Now that he could see him, the pony clearly looked insane. His dark blue coat was covered in dirt, his mouth frozen in an incredibly creepy looking smile. His light blue mane had what looked like an orange streak of paint going through it, and the same was true of his tail. He would need to memorize this pony in case they came across him again. “Are you okay, Spitfire?” “Yeah, but that knife chafed my skin, YOU BUCKER!” she screamed, kicking the stallion’s unconscious form, making him giggle in his sleep. “Wow, he really is insane,” the Doctor said, confused at how anyone could giggle at being kicked in the head. “Who cares, let’s go, Doctor,” pleaded Spitfire, who was already walking off down an adjacent hallway. The Doctor took one last look at her attacker before putting his sonic screwdriver back in his pocket and following after her. It took a few minutes for him to catch up, and along the way he noticed a few odd things about the prison they were in. First of all, there were no occupants except for him and Spitfire. Second, it was unnaturally chilly, as if Discord had turned down the temperature just to spite him. But his thoughts ceased as he caught up to Spitfire without noticing, bumping into her from behind. “Whoa, Doctor, I normally save that stuff for the third date,” she said playfully, winking at him. At that, the Doctor could do no more than laugh at the idea of a pony making a joke like that to him. “Alright, Spitfire, let’s stay focused,” he retorted with a chuckle. “Now, before that pony assaulted you, I was doing some thinking.” “About what?” “Where Discord may be hiding the elements, and I have a few ideas.” “Well what are you waiting for? Spit it out!” Spitfire exclaimed, eager to get her revenge on that stupid draconequus. “Alright, so with Discord’s nature in mind, he most likely hid the elements in a spot you wouldn’t think to look. Somewhere incredibly obvious.” “You mean like in these dungeons?” she asked, causing the Doctor to smile widely. “Spitfire, you’re a genius! I can’t believe I didn’t think of that!” he exclaimed, starting up on one of his famous rants shortly after. “Imagine it: we try to escape the dungeons as fast as we can, but by doing so, we miss the elements and Discord wins. Then the future is altered drastically, and instead of Celestia ruling you, you have Discord.” “Well, I am a mare of many talents,” she replied, her already enormous pride hitting a new peak upon hearing the Doctor compliment her. “Alright, don’t let that go to your head,” he warned her, “for all we know, Discord could prey on your pride.” “Right, sorry. Now let’s go get those elements!” “Well, allons-y!” shouted the Doctor, continuing along their chosen path and taking a right before continuing down the long hallway. Almost instantly, he froze, as did Spitfire. “You again?” Spitfire asked, looking very much miffed at the return of her assailant. “Yeah, me. Now are you two gonna come quietly, or am I gonna have to rough ya up a bit?” “Oh, please, the Doctor isn’t scared of a buffoon like you!” “Buffoon, eh? At least I’m not some hairless monkey!” “Hey!” exclaimed the Doctor, taking offense, “I am not a ‘hairless monkey’!” “Whatever! You two are comin’ with me!” yelled the pony, immediately galloping towards the Doctor. But it was too easy, and the much taller Doctor simply ran towards his enemy and jumped over him before grabbing Spitfire around the waist and running off to an adjacent hallway, hauling her along with him. As soon as a cell was in sight, the Doctor ran inside and slammed the door shut, much to Spitfire’s resentment. “What was that?! We could have taken him!” “I prefer not to fight if I don’t absolutely have to, Spitfire, now please stay quiet.” Spitfire obeyed the Doctor’s command, albeit reluctantly, remaining absolutely still and not making a sound. The Doctor, meanwhile, was looking through the little window on the door, keeping an eye out for the crazy pony who was out for them. Once a few moments had passed and he was certain the pony was gone, he reopened the cell door before walking into the hallway, Spitfire still following close behind. “This way, Spitfire,” the Doctor called back to her, pointing to the right. Giving a nod, Spitfire made haste, sticking close to the Doctor as he led them through the winding halls of the prison they found themselves in. Eventually, though, they came to what looked like a door leading out of said prison. “Well, that’s strange...” “What, Doctor?” “Well, we just walked through every hallway in this place, but there was no sign of the elements,” he elaborated, looking around at the walls of the prison, as if trying to spot something. “Maybe they weren’t here after all?” she said, trying to alleviate his worrying. “No, they’re here, Spitfire. I’m sure of it.” “But we looked in every hallway. They’re not here, Doctor.” “But they have to be!” he exclaimed. “Unless...” “Unless what, Doctor?” Spitfire questioned, unsure of what the Doctor was planning. “Unless this prison isn’t real,” he stated, “which means you’re not real either...” As he came to his conclusion, Spitfire gave a shocked look. “Are you kidding, Doctor? That has got to be the stupidest thing I have ever heard.” “No, it’s not stupid. Not when we’re playing by Discord’s rules,” he explained. As the Doctor put an exclamation point on his theory, the prison the Doctor found himself in faded away, leaving him staring into the eyes of one very familiar draconequus. “Oh, pony feathers! I should have known that trick wouldn’t work on someone like you!” “Don’t sell yourself short, Discord. It would have, but one big thing gave you away,” the Doctor explained. “Oh?” he questioned, eager to hear where he had messed up. “The doors in that prison were made of wood, and sonic technology doesn’t work on wood...” “Well, I guess fair’s fair,” stated Discord before he snapped his talons, causing him to disappear in a flash of white, leaving the Doctor to himself. But with Discord out of his face, the Doctor was finally able to see where he was currently located. “The TARDIS!” he exclaimed, ecstatic at being back in his proverbial home. In an instant, he began examining it, and couldn’t help but smile widely at the beauty of it all. The control panel seemed the same, and the many coral-like support beams still remained. But the main room itself had changed vastly. Many staircases now adorned it, branching off into different rooms. It was as if the TARDIS was a full fledged house now. “Oh, you are just gorgeous! But this does raise the question of just why it changed...” I wonder if Discord did all this, he thought to himself, intrigued at the prospect. “Well, I can worry about that later. For now, I have a pony to find!” “Do you think she’s okay, ‘Tia?” “Yes, little sister. With us caring for her, I have no doubt in my mind that she will be just fine.” “Do you know what it is that is ailing her?” “I know not the cause of her ailment, but I do know that it matters not. She will be just fine.” “Discord?” “Will be dealt with. But for the moment, we have other matters to attend to.” “But what if the legends are true? What if he plunges Equestria into darkness for thousands of years?” “No, little sister. He will be dealt with by our new friend.” “And what of our new friend? What of the Doctor?” “Fine, I’m sure. No doubt he’s looking for his friend at this exact moment.” After a few moments of silence, the younger alicorn finally decided to voice a question that had been bugging her all day. “Why, ‘Tia?” “Why did I appear as a little filly to him and his friend?” “Yes, ‘Tia.” “Because, little sister, I needed to be sure the legends were true.” “Legends?” “Just bedtime tales told to foals by their parents,” Celestia began. “Legends of a creature that saved all of Equestria before it was even referred to as such.” “That still doesn’t explain why you had to appear as a filly, ‘Tia.” “What? It was cute!” “Ugh, moving on, then. So you believe the Doctor is the creature from these tales?” “Yes. The legends told of a ‘man’ saving an ancient civilization, our predecessors, with nothing but his wits and a big blue box.” “But we have seen no sign of a blue box, ‘Tia. How can we be sure?” As if on cue, a low whirring noise made itself present, and the TARDIS began fading in and out before finally coming to a full stop. Within just a few seconds, the doors opened, revealing the Doctor. “Greetings, Doctor.” “Ah, hello, Celestia. Say, you haven’t happened to see Spitfire around, have you?” he asked quickly, eager to find her and get things wrapped up as quickly as possible. “Yes, but she is resting at the moment.” “Ah, well then, I suppose I can wait a few hours for her to wake up.” “She’s in a coma.” “Of course she is.” “We’re trying to help her, if that means anything,” Celestia offered, hoping the Doctor wasn’t too upset. “It’s fine, Celestia, I’m used to things going wrong sometimes. Well, a lot. Well, all the time. But I just wanted to let you know I found the elements.” “Where were they?” she asked, curious as to how the Doctor had found them so quickly. “Right where they always were,” he responded vaguely. “And where are they now?” “In the TARDIS,” he gestured back towards the blue box. “May we retrieve them?” the blue alicorn asked. “In a mo’, Luna,” he stated, raising a finger to quiet her. “First, why aren’t you a child anymore, Celestia?” he asked, turning his head towards the sun princess. “How did you know my little sister’s name?” she shot back, causing the Doctor to smirk. “Touche. Alright, I’ll go get the elements. You can come in the TARDIS with me if you want.” With that, he turned around and walked into the TARDIS, the two alicorns following close behind. As soon as they walked in, they gaped, causing the Doctor to let out a chuckle. “Yes, yes, bigger on the inside and all that.” “N-no,” Luna stuttered, “it’s just so... pretty.” “Oh, well, she did have some renovations done recently. Very recently.” “Focus, little sister,” Celestia gently scolded her sister, “we need to get the elements if we are to defeat Discord.” “So, a question,” stated the Doctor as he started up the TARDIS engines, sending the three off on their journey to find Discord, “Spitfire said you two weren’t princesses until after you defeated Discord?” “Merely legends, Doctor,” Celestia stated, further confusing the Doctor. “But why? If you two are still alive so far into the future, why not just tell the truth?” “Because sometimes, Doctor, the truth is best left untold.” The answer seemed to satiate the Doctor, but suddenly, a thought popped into his head. “Or maybe Discord took away everyone’s memories of you.” Celestia let out a groan, but couldn’t help but let out a chuckle right afterwards. “See, little sister, I told you he’s good.” “So that is the case. Which, by extension, means that Discord never really ruled for hundreds of years. He just made the ponies think he did.” “Very good, indeed, ‘Tia,” agreed Luna. “Alright then! I’ll be right back, you two. Just gonna go grab the elements before we land.” With that, the Doctor ventured off into one of the TARDIS’s many new hallways, leaving the two sisters alone. “Do you think he would want everyone to know, ‘Tia?” “Know what?” “That without him, we would not have defeated Discord.” “He doesn’t really seem like the type to want such recognition.” “I suppose you’re right, ‘Tia.” “Little sister.” “Yes, ‘Tia?” “You do realize you’ve rid yourself of the Royal Canterlot dialect, right?” “Yes, ‘Tia. I’ve been working at it for a while now.” “I don’t know, little sister. I thought it suited you very well,” Celestia said with a smile gracing her features. Before Luna could respond, however, the Doctor walked back up to them, dropping six stone spheres on the floor in front of them. “Alright, here they are,” he said, observing the two pick up the spheres with what he assumed was magic. “Oh, and we’re about to land, so hang on!” “M’lord, we’ve received word of a strange object flying towards the castle.” “What is it?” “Our scouts are saying that it’s a blue box, m’lord.” “And where was it last seen?” “It was seen flying over the castle gard--” Interrupting the servant, the TARDIS made its presence known by crashing through one of the throne room’s many stained glass windows and crashing right into the throne, which Discord teleported off of just in time to avoid being crushed. In an instant, the doors to the TARDIS opened and the Doctor walked out, making his presence known. “Ah, look at that, the Doctor is in!” yelled Discord mockingly. “And how do you expect to beat me without the elements, hm?” Smirking, the Doctor made a motion with his head as if to say “look behind me”, which Discord did. What he saw wiped the smug grin right off of his face. Celestia and Luna, with the elements in their grasp. “Well then, I see you have the elements,” the shocked draconequus said. “Yes, demon,” began Luna, “and now we’re going to kill you.” “Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on, Luna! Kill him?” the Doctor questioned incredulously, “you can’t just kill him!” “Have you seen what he’s done to the world, Doctor? Houses fall over as if they were made of cardboard, the grass is plaid, and the skies rain chocolate!” “Yes, but he doesn’t deserve to die for that!” he exclaimed, trying to save the demi-god’s life. “And why is that, Doctor?” “Because until he kills someone, he doesn’t deserve to be killed!” he yelled right at Luna’s face. “But--” “He is right, little sister...” Celestia said, attempting to calm her sister, “if we were to kill him now, we would regret it for the rest of our lives.” “Don’t I get a say in this?” questioned Discord, finally speaking up, to which everyone responded with a unanimous “NO!” “Look,” the Doctor started, “just blast him and let’s be on our way.” “Right,” the royal sisters agreed in unison. With that, the elements began to give off a glow, and the sisters began floating into the air, their eyes glowing white. “Well, if I’m going to go out, I may as well look presentable,” Discord quipped before taking a pose that looked as if he was mid-dance. As he did so, the elements shot off what looked like a rainbow, making the Doctor giggle. But once the rainbow struck Discord, the smile was wiped off of his face. Slowly, Discord’s body began turning to stone. Starting with the feet, and rising upwards before finally reaching his head. Once the transformation was complete, the statue fell over onto the ground with a resounding thud, making the Doctor wince. While Discord looked jubilant in his current pose, he was going to be stuck like that for a long time. “Didn’t that seem a bit... too easy, Doctor?” “Well,” he began answering Celestia, “sometimes that’s just the way it goes with me.” “Besides, ‘Tia, would you rather have dragged this out?” “I suppose you’re right, little sister. What do you suppose we should do with him?” “Put him in the gardens we passed over on the way here,” the Doctor suggested. “That way he’ll get to see you two rule every day. It will serve as a reminder of his defeat today. A reminder to everyone else who would dare to rise up against you two. A reminder that this world is defended!” The royal sisters smiled at the Doctor’s speech, and watched as he turned to get back in his TARDIS. “Wait!” yelled Celestia, hoping to ask one more question before he left. “Yes, Celestia?” “Where will you go now? Will we ever see you again?” “I’m not sure where I’m going, but you can bet on seeing me again,” he confirmed with a smile. “But for now, I need to do something with you two.” “And where have you been?!” Spitfire yelled, poking the Doctor in the chest with her hoof. “Oh, just helping the royal sisters defeat Discord.” “You mean...?” “Yep, we did it, Spitfire!” “Well, you did it,” she said disappointedly, head hanging towards the floor. “Oh, but I couldn’t have done it without you, Spitfire,” the Doctor attempted to calm Spitfire. “Now, you seem a bit weak. Need a lift into the TARDIS?” “I wouldn’t mind,” she responded with a grin, which the Doctor returned in full. And so, the Doctor picked up Spitfire, carrying her as if they were newlyweds, right into the TARDIS before closing the door with his foot. “The TARDIS, it’s... beautiful, Doctor.” “That she is, Spitfire. But you never did tell me. How did you wake up from your coma?” “Well, I think it was a spell by Discord or something like that. So when they turned him to stone, I woke back up because the spell had broken.” “Alright, then. Now, Spitfire, where do you want to go?” “Well, that trip to Koorharn doesn’t sound so bad right about now, Doctor.” “Right then,” the Doctor said as he began messing with the control deck, “Allons-y!” “How did you learn to skate so well, Doctor?” “Well, nine hundred years gives you the chance to learn a lot of new things. But what about you? You’re a stunt flyer, right? Why are you so bad at this?” “Oh shut up, you!” exclaimed Spitfire as she yet again face planted into the ice. “Oh, you’re no fun!” the Doctor yelled back as he completed yet another complicated maneuver, stunning Spitfire. “But HOW?!” “Practice makes perfect, Spitfire!” The Doctor soon did yet another trick, prompting Spitfire’s jaw to hit the ground. Literally. “B-but that was a backflip!” she yelled in shock before letting out a huff and making her way back to the TARDIS, falling down every so often. Back in the TARDIS, Spitfire let out another huff. “How come you get to be good at everything?” “It’s not about being the best, Spitfire. It’s about doing your best.” As a smile graced her features, she let out another playful little huff. “You always know what to say, Doctor.” “Well, not always. I’m rubbish at weddings, trust me,” he quipped. “Doctor, can I ask you something?” “Sure, go ahead.” “Well, have you ever--” A crash interrupted Spitfire mid-sentence, and the two immediately ran to the doors of the TARDIS, opening them up and walking outside. Quickly, Spitfire closed the doors behind them. Instantly, the Doctor’s eyes went wide, prompting Spitfire to look at the same thing he was. But all she could see was a statue, serving only to confuse her further. “Spitfire, whatever you do, don’t look away, and don’t blink.”
Bonus Chapter ‘B’Bonus Chapter #1: Remembrance The Amazing Adventure of Spitfire and the Doctor Bonus Chapter #1: Remembrance Written by Seven81493 Edited by Miss Dark Angel Preread by Twilightclopple “Put him in the gardens we passed over on the way here,” the Doctor suggested. “That way he’ll get to see you two rule every day. It will serve as a reminder of his defeat today. A reminder to everyone else who would dare to rise up against you two. A reminder that this world is defended!” The royal sisters smiled at the Doctor’s speech, and watched as he turned to get back in his TARDIS. “Wait!” yelled Celestia, hoping to ask one more question before he left. “Yes, Celestia?” “Where will you go now? Will we ever see you again?” “I’m not sure where I’m going, but you can bet on seeing me again,” he confirmed with a smile. “But for now, I need to do something with you two.” Youtube Video The royal sisters looked at each other, confused, not quite sure what the Doctor meant by that. And so Celestia, deciding to find out exactly what he was planning, turned back to face the Doctor again and addressed him. “And what, Doctor, is that?” “I’m going to wipe your minds.” “You shall do no such thing!” shouted Luna, to which the Doctor frowned. “You act as if I want to, Luna,” said the Doctor, causing her to relent slightly. “If I had a choice I’d let you keep your memories of me, but for the good of your country, I need to do this.” “And why, Doctor, is that?” Celestia wondered aloud. “Because, Celestia, say word of me got out. What happens then? What happens when the ponies learn that their princesses needed the help of an alien to defeat Discord?” “They may begin to worship him, ‘Tia,” Luna answered for her. Letting out a sigh, Celestia smiled at the floor. “Very well, Doctor, but grant me one last favor.” “Anything, Celestia.” “Tell us your real name.” As the two sisters regained their senses and took notice of a strange blue box flying away, Luna decided to question its presence to her sister, pointing a hoof at it. “‘Tia, what is that?” “I’m not sure, sister, but all that matters is that we defeated Discord.” “I suppose you’re right, ‘Tia.” “Now let’s go put him in the gardens, sister.” “The gardens?” “As a reminder to everypony not to trifle with us, Luna.” And with that, Luna helped her sister pick up the petrified Discord, and they began flying him out towards the royal gardens. All the while, Celestia’s mind was racing a mile a minute. Four Hundred Ninety Years Later... “I’m sorry, but you want a statue of what, Princess?” “A box. It would look exactly like I’ve drawn it on the paper, Mr. Slab.” “Please, just ‘Marble’.” “Of course.” “But what’s a police box?” “Well, from what I remember, he referred to it as the TARDIS.” “He?” “The Doctor.” For a few moments, Marble Slab simply stared at Celestia blankly. But finally, he gathered the resolve to speak again. “You may have finally lost it, Princess, but okay. I’ll get started on a sculpture of this... ‘TARDIS’.” As Celestia smiled and left Marble Slab’s office, a smirk made its way onto her face. Silly Doctor, thinking it would be that easy to make me forget about you. For a while, Luna did, but then you came back. I’m sure you know why she changed, but you just don’t want to believe it. I wish you luck in all your future endeavors, Doctor. And please, do stay safe...
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