Metal and Hooves

   Doctor Whooves was scanning the plain he saw the light appear from. He was certain that it was another alien race either here for scouting or vacation, wouldn't be the first time. It was something else about this light that disturbed him though, he had seen it before and it was some kind of substance that had appeared before. Certainly whatever arrived here this time might be looking for it, or looking to do something else.

   A creature started to stir as it was lain on the grass below it's mass. Memories shot through it's brain like a bomb. It started to remember what it was, remembered HIS name. The name rang throughout his mind, unlocking several more memories to pile on. Genesis, he reminded himself of his own namesake, you are Genesis...... You-I am a Metal Head. your friends are.... Genesis' mind went blank trying to remember his befriended humans back home.

"Home..." Genesis spoke out in a whisper, opening his eyes to the sun light.

"Haven...." He whispered to himself again, "This... isn't... Haven..."

    Time Turner saw what he was looking for stand up, the alien he had suspected before. He went to a full gallop with a strange little tool in his mouth. He was approaching at a rather fast pace only to have the edge of the Everfree come into gaze, nearly masking the darkened creature before him. His hooves skidded to a full stop in the grass, his stare was blank as he observed the beast that was looking around.

"What are your intentions here?" Time Turner asked, his tone wasn't much of change with his gaze.

   Genesis turned to see a light brown... thing, with bulbous blue eyes staring at him with a serious look. The instrument in its mouth looked like a light-up toy he had seen around Haven. Sure, they were fun to play with, but onto more important matters, the small thing before him was a lot smaller than himself and smaller than a typical human. The head of Genesis was about 3 times larger than the creature before him.

"I shall ask you one more time. What are your intentions here?" Time Turner was getting a bit annoyed at the creature staring at him with glowing green eyes.

"I... don't know." Genesis replied, arching his back to a pint his spine popped in several different locations.

"Well, do you have a name?" Time Turner asked over the instrument in his mouth again.

"Genesis. I take you have a name as well?" The beast was looking at the creature with curiosity.

"The Doctor" Time Turner didn't even move from his position yet.

"Doctor... who exactly?" Genesis asked with a tilt of his head.

"It's just The Doctor."

"Well, 'Doctor,' where exactly am I 'cause I haven't the slightest clue."

  The remark made Whooves' jaw drop and expression to a surprising one. Almost every part of the universe had atleast heard of the homeworld of ponies and its guardian. The Driver landed on the ground with a loud *Clunk!* He took a step back as Genesis tried to go forward, Stepping into the beasts way, Genesis didn't seem to mind and wormed his way around the pony.

"Wait!" The Doctor shouted, quickly planting himself in the Metal Head's way again. "You can't just go waltzing into town! Everypony'll flip!"

"Everypony? So I'm in a place with... ponies? There's a settlement nearby also? And why can't I go into town?" Genesis was staring down to this 'pony'

"You'll cause a panic because of your alien nature! And yes, this is Equestria, home of pegasi, unicorns, and earth ponies. Also, yes, there is a small country town nearby that I refuse to let you go cause a panic in."

"I'm not an alien! I'm just a Metal Head."

"Metal Head?" Whooves tilted his head in question. "Out of all the alien species I've heard of, a Metal Head hasn't been one. Is your kind space-faring?"

"What? No! We can't even pilot a zoomer let alone open a door. We're not aliens either!"

"A what now?" Whooves was even more confused now.

   The fact that this Metal Head creature ended up in Equestria was one thing, but it's also insisting that it's not an alien, saying things that don't quite make sense and what in the hay is a zoomer? How can this thing not be part of a space-faring species if it got here through a possible teleport? Rift maybe? So many questions and so little time to answer them. One thing though was to keep this Genesis creature out of sight of the locals.

"How can you not know about zoomers? You don't posses any?" Genesis asked while The Doctor picked up his little toy.

"Forget about that, I don't have time to even wonder what those might be. Just follow me." Was Whooves' only response to the beast and started to trot in a direction slightly towards town, but not a whole lot in the direction.

   Genesis probably found it best to follow the strange pony. Considering he's the only thing that reacted to his appearence casually. Atleast, Genesis thought it has a he by the body structure and voice pattern. For a Metal Head, Genesis was rather smart. Intelligence wasn't the only thing he was good at either, he was an able fighter considering his metal plating was mostly for show, mostly.

   Whooves didn't like doing this, but he didn't see anywhere else this creature was safe. The voice was a bit distorted, somewhat demonic, but had a gentleness to it. Nonetheless, it made determining this 'Metal Head's' gender rather mistakable beyond his total comprehension. Even when it mentioned that his kind couldn't open a door or operate a.. zoomer.. as the creature called it. But why was it named Genesis?

   The two eventually reached a blue box that seemed to be wedged between a tree and a sizable bush. Genesis stopped in his tracks while the pony moved on towards it. When the Metal Head's eyes read the sign, stating 'Police Phone Box', it made him wonder what in the world a phone was. Back in Haven, Genesis was strapped with a collar that contained a communicator that acted like a walkie-talkie. Phone was something else, something completely new.

"You don't expect me to fit in that, do you?" Genesis asked, more concerned about his size rather than smashing the wooden box open.

"I do." Whooves simply responded as opened the door with an audible creaking noise.

"There's no way I'll fit in that!" Genesis retorted back, stomping a claw on the ground.

"It's bigger on the inside." Whooves waved for Genesis to step inside.

    Genesis complied but only to a tight squeeze through the rather small opening that this pony could fit through. The Doctor was certainly right about one thing, this little blue box really was bigger on the inside! Genesis has never seen anything like it before. It was breathtaking and mind boggling. The Doctor placed his little toy somewhere so as to probably keep Genesis from it, not that he needed to hide a toy.

"This should suffice, I'm pretty sure nopony is bound to find you in here, well, maybe except for my assistant." Whooves stated, he didn't seem to confident letting an alien stay in his ship,

"What is this place?" Genesis was making his way to to the center of this place in wonderment.

"It's my ship, last of her kind. Beautiful, ain't it?" Whooves said with a smile. "It's a TARDIS, rather remarkable thing my kind made."

"So you're the real alien here, not me?" Genesis looked at the pony, his gaze afixiated in the slightest of interest.