Dr. Whooves- Parallel Complications

Paige was frozen yet again by her immense confusion towards the Doctor. "Doctor... can you explain..."

"If I'm about to die, my body has a way of repairing itself," the Doctor started. "As a result, my whole body changes, I'm still me, but I've got a new personality, new body, I'm almost an entirely new person, well, pony."

"You are... the most impossible pony I have ever met," Paige said, shaking her head.

"I know," the Doctor replied, giving Paige a cheeky grin. "Now, question is, where to go first..."

"Is there a limit to how many times you can... die? Can you die at all?" Paige asked.

"If I'm killed before I can regenerate, I can die, and some things can stop me from regenerating," the Doctor explained. "As for the number of times, well, it's complicated, a lot of stuff happened, and that stuff caused things, and it would take me a couple of years to explain my regeneration energy... so for now, let's say I can die, but I can also regenerate, and leave it at that." The Doctor fiddled with some of the new buttons on the console, preparing the TARDIS for travel.

"What does... it feel like?" Paige asked, still curious about the whole process.

The Doctor frowned for a moment. "Sort of like dying," he explained. "Like I said I'm still me, I don't forget who I am or who I was, but I change completely. But, after I change, I take a liking to the new me after a while. For example, look at all this brown! Who knew that brown was such a good color. Almost have it..." he pulled a lever, just about ready to move the TARDIS.

Paige paused. "That's quite a lot to take in..." she said.

"Oh, you'll never get done taking it all in, I haven't," the Doctor replied with a grin. "I'm the Doctor, I'm 1400 years old, and there's still more to see. Brand new universe!" He jumped with excitement. "But first, let's jump a few thousand years into the future and make a pit stop. Carrying around my sonic screwdriver like we had to for the alien ponies was rubbish, let's see what future technology in this universe has in store for us. Ready, curious Paige?"

After desperately trying to grasp everything before her eyes for a few moments, Paige realized it was better to sort things out in her head later, for now it was time to explore, the exact reason she accepted the Doctor’s invitation in the first place. "Ready as I'll ever be, impossible Doctor," she said, finally smiling.

"I like that, curious Paige, impossible Doctor," the Doctor said. "I love impossible. Impossible just means challenging." He turned a large dial, then placed his hoof on a different lever. "And... we're off!"

Paige nearly lost balance as the TARDIS began to emit the sound known across thousands of galaxies. Paige and the Doctor entered the time vortex, prepared for a brand new adventure.

***

Hensley walked quickly through the halls of Canterlot castle, passing through the royal guard checkpoints one by one. At last, he stepped into the royal meeting room, where another stallion was already awaiting him.

"Hensley," Shining Armor, captain of Celestia's royal guard, greeted the stallion in front of him.

"Hello captain," Hensley replied.

"Tell me about what happened in Southern London today."

***

"Aaaand... we're here!" The Doctor beamed as the TARDIS slowed to a stop.

"So the box moved? I just time traveled?" Paige asked, letting go of the railing she had used for balance.

"You've done more than that. Go open the TARDIS door." The Doctor motioned forward, anxious to see even the most simple of sights contained in a universe he'd never laid eyes on.

Paige looked towards the door, and slowly approached it. She pushed open the door, then jumped back in surprise.

"We're... in space!" Paige shouted, cautiously stepping towards the door again. "But... I can breathe..."

"I've extended the air around the TARDIS," the Doctor said, walking up next to Paige. "The brilliant part is, I have no idea where things are in this universe, but I know how far we've gone. This is about three thousand light years away from your planet."

Paige blinked. "So these are different stars..."

"Same stars, different view, and if the TARDIS is correct in its surprising adaptability to traveling here, then your planet is... that way." The Doctor pointed with a hoof off to the right.

"That's... incredible... that's just wonderful!" Paige's smile grew wide as she gazed at the stars, being careful not to step out of the door.

"Yes..." the Doctor gazed out as well, his eyes full of just as much wonder. Everything that surrounded the TARDIS was unexplored, untouched, uncharted for him.

"Hold on, this is a time machine as well, as you said," Paige started. "Did we travel through time?"

"I was just about to get to that, yes," the Doctor replied, returning to the consol. "We're a couple thousand years in the future, give or take a few, and I need to scan for any open transmissions bouncing about the area." The Doctor walked to the monitor, hitting a few buttons as the monitor blinked on. "Like I said, hooves are rubbish for getting my sonic screwdriver around, even if we did use your bag, I want to see if I can find a good substitute. Maybe one of those vests, although clothing has never felt so pointless given I've been naked for six hours. Do ponies wear clothing, Paige?"

"Typically only on formal occasions," Paige said. "Do you?"

"Well, before I was a pony, not wearing clothes would be a bit awkward," the Doctor replied. "Ah! Now there's something interesting, all sorts of open transmissions coming from a planet not too far away, looks like a large portion of the land there is used as a trading post."

"Are we going to go there?" Paige asked, closing the TARDIS door. Her nervousness and excitement both began to grow. "Am I going to walk on an alien planet?"

"Do you want to walk on an alien planet?"

"I came with you, didn't I?" Paige giggled.

"Then let's satisfy some of that curiosity. Off we go!"

The TARDIS whirled once again, traveling across the stars to the nearby planet. In a back alley of a city street, the blue box began to appear, and two excited ponies stepped out.

"It feels like we never move in that box," Paige said, turning for the main street. "But we moved again! I'm actually walking on an alien planet!"

"Yes you are, and look at this!" the Doctor approached the main road as well, discovering a plethora of shops, stores, and street vendors. Multiple species walked about, conversing with each other and making deals. "This is just perfect."

"Aliens..." Paige took a deep breath. "These aren't even close to looking like ponies, this is..."

"Life never before seen," the Doctor finished, grinning at Paige. A few blue aliens, covered in scales, walked past. "Ah, species with feet and hands. Something familiar."

"Is that what you used to look like?" Paige asked.

"No no, I wasn't that... blue, or scaly, but that's why I'm having trouble with my sonic screwdriver. I used to have fingers."

"Kind of like how griffons and dragons have claws?"

"Griffons and what? Dragons?" The Doctor stared at Paige. "Are you saying that there are griffons and dragons on your world?"

"There aren't that many dragons, but there's an entire kingdom of griffons," Paige replied with a chuckle.

"You know Paige, I think your world alone has enough wonder to it. When we're done with this pit stop I think I need to meet some griffons."

"I've always wanted to go to the griffon kingdom," Paige and the Doctor began to walk through the street, examining the merchandise of the street vendors. "It wouldn't be space and new planets and aliens, but it would be an adventure."

The pair walked, every little detail of the street an unexplored wonder. Paige looked all around, absorbing everything she could. Aliens with heads that looked like fish offering fine jewelry. A yellow, furry, three legged creature offering free samples of tea. Aliens the size of bunnies playing music on miniature instruments that she didn't recognize.

"Hold on Doctor, all the aliens are speaking English," Paige said. "Have they all got one of those translator box things?"

"Actually, they're not speaking English, and neither are you," the Doctor said.

"But, that's what I hear, and I don't speak any alien languages," Paige said. "How does that work?"

"We got lucky with the aliens on your world," the Doctor began. "But now we don't need that. With the TARDIS fixed, the translation matrix is working. It can translate any language."

"That's so much better than a translation box," Paige replied, letting out a breath of amazement.

"My box is the best box," the Doctor said with a smile.

Down the street, a cloaked figure could be seen running towards where the Doctor and Paige were. The figure was about the same size as them, and traveling quite swiftly.

Paige happened to notice the figure when she turned her head from a street vendor. She squinted, observing the running figure, and just managed to see hooves from underneath the cloak. "Doctor, I think that's a pony!" Paige said.

The Doctor looked to his left, his eyes meeting the same running figure. "Well that's brilliant! Look at that Paige, the pony race eventually takes off in to the stars, meeting new species and finding new planets, just like you are right now."

"Let's talk to whoever that is," Paige decided. "A pony from the future... I'd love to hear what happens!"

"Just don't tell a bunch of people about what the pony says," the Doctor told Paige. "Have to be careful with time travel." He began waving at the pony headed for them. "Hello there!"

As the pony approached, Paige and the Doctor could see that it was a colt. His coat was a light grey, and a red mane bounced on his head. Beneath the cloak was a small bag, hanging from the colt's neck.

The colt's speed slowed as he approached Paige and the Doctor. "You're ponies," he said simply. His accent was different from theirs, the Doctor compared it to a North American sounding accent.

"Yep, same as you, great to see a familiar face," the Doctor said, beaming. "And I must say, I'd love to talk to you, and so would my friend here.

"I'm sorry about this," the colt replied. He flung off his cloak, catching the edge with his mouth and tossing it over the Doctor. Afterwards, he ran off, leaving Paige and the Doctor by themselves.

The Doctor turned, watching the colt run away. "What?" was all he could think to say, blinking a few times in confusion.

"Hold it right there, thief," a voice demanded from behind the Doctor.

"Doctor, turn around," Paige said, nervousness in her voice.

The Doctor turned, finding a blue hand pointing at his face. "Who, me?"

"Yes, you," the voice replied. In front of the Doctor stood a tall, blue figure with feet and hands, similar to the ones that had walked by shortly after Paige and he exited the TARDIS. "You thought you could just run away with one of our crystals, and you were wrong."

***

"The incident in Southern London has been handled, everypony is safe and a cover up story is being prepared as we speak," Silver began. "Society is not yet ready to know we're not the only ones in the universe, the papers tomorrow will be filled with stories of tricks and hoaxes."

"I agree, the world needs to know we're not alone, but at the proper time," Shining replied. "So the special task force was successful?"

"Actually, the task force didn't get there in time," Silver explained. "The aliens appeared, used some sort of teleport magic or technology to come down to the planet, and just like that they were gone," he continued. "That means that somepony else took care of the threat, somepony that we don't know. I need to speak to Princess Celestia."

***

"Sir, there appears to be a misunderstanding," the Doctor said, keeping his voice calm. "I don't think I'm the pony you're looking for."

"That's a nice cloak, sir, exactly like the one our thief was wearing."

"You said something about... a crystal? Can't say I've got one. My friend and I here were just passing through."

The alien grumbled. "Scan him."

Another alien held out a box shaped device, waving it around the Doctor. "He can't be the one that came in, no trace of the crystal detected," the other said. "And we're pretty sure the pony we're looking for is grey."

The first alien lowered his gun, glaring at the Doctor. "Be careful what you wear," he muttered, then turned and walked the other way.

The Doctor let out a breath. "Well, that was something," he said, shaking his head.

"Who was that colt?" Paige asked. She looked down both ways of the street, seeing if he was still near.

"Question is, what did he steal?" the Doctor replied. "I think we should find this pony."

"But, he ran off, he could be far away by now."

"No, he's not far," the Doctor said. "I heard a shuffle of hooves while I was talking with the alien, he's behind a shop only a few meters away. Sir, would you like your cloak back?" The Doctor turned around, looking expectantly a short distance away from him.

After a few seconds, the mysterious colt appeared, an expression of guilt upon his face. With more time to look the Doctor saw that this was a regular pony, no wings or horn, and wrapped around one of his forelegs was some sort of metal device. "If they were to have tried anything, I couldn't let you take my place," the colt said, approaching the two slowly.

"Good man, well, pony, sorry, still new," the Doctor replied. "Now, since we just made a brilliant distraction, could you return the favor and explain why those aliens are so keen on catching you?"

The colt sighed, nodding his head. "There's a diner not far. I'll buy you something to eat."

Paige and the Doctor followed this colt, not having to travel far. They entered a dimly lit diner, which held few tables and few customers. The three took a booth in the corner, Paige curiously observing the colt, the Doctor keeping an eye on the device around the colt's foreleg, and the colt ordering three glasses of water and a small amount of food.

"I am sorry, about before," the colt said. "My name is Oliver."

"Hello Oliver, I'm the Doctor and this is Paige," the Doctor said.

"It's good to meet some of my own kind, it's been a while," Oliver replied. He turned to Paige, noticing the look on her face. "You seem much more... intrigued by all this than your friend," he continued.

"Oh, it's just..." Paige bit her lip, not sure what to say.

"She's... new to space travel, this is her first time out," the Doctor chimed in.

"I see."

"No, it's not just that, I'm curious," Paige said, gathering her thoughts. "You stole something but then you offered to buy us food. So what did you steal?"

"Oh, you're good," the Doctor whispered to Paige. "I didn't even think of that, my mind is too full of stuff." He hit himself on the head, annoyed that he didn't see the same. "So I take it what you stole is not for sale?"

"It's for sale. Quite an expensive object, but money isn't the issue." Oliver used his teeth to lift the small bag around his neck on to the table. He grabbed the bag with both hooves and turned it over, a small crystal falling out.

"You stole one of their crystals, like the other said..." The Doctor leaned his head down, looking at the crystal from multiple angles. He shot up when Oliver covered the crystal with his hoof, and noticed that a waiter was bringing food to the table.

"Chips! There are chips in this universe, lovely," the Doctor exclaimed, smiling at the plate.

When the waiter left, Oliver uncovered the crystal again. "I figured I'd order something familiar, we come out to the stars and discover some of our recipes are not so unique," he said with a chuckle. "Judging by your accent and calling them chips, I take it you're from one of the alpha pony planets."

"I'm, um, from London," Paige replied, not sure what Oliver meant.

"Ah, born on Earth itself." Oliver beamed. "I'd love to visit there sometime, see the original Canterlot."

"Wait, so you weren't born there?" Paige leaned in towards the Doctor. "Do some ponies come from other planets?" she whispered.

"Well, we colonized uninhabited planets about 1500 years ago," Oliver said, craning his neck in confusion. "So you're very, very new to space travel then."

"Yeah, she sort of lived a quiet life, didn't talk to many ponies," the Doctor said quickly, wanting to avoid the truth for the time being. "But anyways, so you've got the money for that crystal, but you stole it. It's rather small, how much value can that crystal have?"

"This crystal is medicine," Oliver explained. "My daughter is sick, and I needed to get this for her."

"But... why not just buy it?" Paige asked.

Oliver sighed. "The aliens I stole this from are the only ones who make this medicine. And they're not too kind to ponies."

"Even after they knew it wasn't me who stole the crystal, they seemed to not like me," the Doctor mentioned.

"If you haven't met them before, they're called tembars," Oliver said. "They don't deal with any four legged species. They believe any being that doesn't have feet and hands is an evolutionary mistake."

"That's terrible," Paige said, frowning.

"Not just terrible, they're completely incorrect," the Doctor added. "I know a species with four legs, and they're some of the most intelligent beings in my universe. The children learn calculus one month after they're born."

"Your universe? You mean ours?" Oliver said.

"Right, sorry, bit of a long day." The Doctor leaned back, making a note to try and avoid talk of parallel universes.

"You two are peculiar, but good ponies," Oliver continued, taking some money out of his bag to pay for the chips. "I'm sorry I put you two at risk, please understand that I'm trying to save my daughter. Now I'm not even sure I can."

"Why's that? You can get away with your crystal, we're not going to say anything. Right Doctor?" Paige felt truly sorry for this man, and wanted to let him get to his daughter.

"I've stolen a couple things myself, you're a good pony too, Oliver." The Doctor smiled. "But what's the problem?"

"The tembars control off planet transport here," Oliver explained. "I didn't expect to get caught."

Paige thought for a moment. "Doctor, could he..."

"Possibly," the Doctor replied, knowing what she wanted. "Oliver, one more question, what is that thing on your foreleg?"

Oliver lifted his foreleg on to the table, revealing the device again. "It's a sonic blaster."

"It's sonic technology?" the Doctor looked closer, confirming what Oliver said. "How does it work?"

"It's a handy modification for those of us who can't hold anything," Oliver said. "I just tense the muscles in my foreleg the right way, and it activates."

The Doctor nodded, leaning back again. "Alright then Oliver, we have transport that could get you off this planet without any tembars noticing," the Doctor explained. "But I will only help you if three conditions are met."

"You would..." Oliver calmed his excitement, not wanting to disappoint the pony in front of him and lose this chance to return to his daughter. "Name them."

"One, you have to swear to me that you didn't kill anyone with that blaster," the Doctor started.

"I'm a thief, but I'm not a murderer," Oliver replied. "I used it to shoot out some lights at their medical building, that's all."

"Good. Two, where did you buy the cloak you threw over me?"

"A shop right in this area, just a couple blocks down the road."

"Paige, peek out the window and see if there are any tembars around?"

Paige stood up from the table, nonchalantly looking around, grabbing a napkin to avoid suspicion from others in the diner. "There are a lot more now, and I see some blasters. I think they've stepped up on the search."

"That's what I thought, and the TARDIS is farther down than the cloak shop based on your description," the Doctor thought. "You can't just go out on the street, Oliver, but I have a plan. Give Paige some of your money, then Paige, go buy a cloak exactly like the one Oliver has, make sure you ask for a bag and keep it in the bag until you get back here. I have a plan."

Oliver quickly obeyed, keeping the crystal on the table and passing Paige the bag he had worn around his neck. "They won't recognize my bag, use whatever money you need," Oliver said.

Paige nodded. "I'll be back in a bit," she said, turning around and leaving the diner.

"Now, just one last condition Oliver," the Doctor said, turning back to the grey colt. "In my ship I have a sonic screwdriver, could you help me work on it a bit?"

Oliver nodded. "I built the sonic blaster on my hoof, I'm good with sonic technology."

"Then get ready to see your daughter healthy and happy," the Doctor replied, grinning. "Because I'm going to get you off this planet."

***

The Doctor slowly began walking down the street, the pony next to him covered in a cloak. He stayed right next to the cloaked figure, keeping his expression casual as he made his way towards the TARDIS. A small bag hung from the Doctor's neck.

No one paid any mind to the two ponies walking along. Shops continued to sell and trade, different species continued to converse with each other.

Nearby tembars, however, were not so ignorant. After a short distance more, two tembars stepped in front of the Doctor, halting him and the cloaked pony from going any further.

"You again," one of the tembars said.

The Doctor recognized the tembar as the one who had pointed a gun at him. "Oh, hello!" he replied cheerily. "Nice to see you again, have you found that pony you were looking for?"

"Not yet," the tembar said, keeping his eyes on the two ponies in front of him. "Although the one in the cloak next to you seems suspicious."

"Who, her? That's just the mare that was with me earlier, remember? I was carrying the cloak for her before, but now she has to keep it on," the Doctor said. "It's part of her religion, you see, she has to keep herself completely covered for several hours each day. I don't really believe in the same things she does, but that didn't stop us from getting married!"

"I'm afraid she'll need to take the cloak off," the tembar said, looking down at the cloaked pony.

"Oh, please don't," the Doctor pleaded. "Look, I know you're not big fans of us ponies and that you're looking for a thief, but can you respect her religious belief? You can scan her, please do, so you're sure. You've already scanned me, so that's half your job done." He took a step back, the bag on his neck swinging just slightly.

Focused on the cloak, the tembar didn't notice the bag that the Doctor had. He grabbed a scanner from the one next to him, and reluctantly scanned the cloaked pony. "Nothing," he said, giving the scanner back and grumbling once more. "I didn't know some of you ponies were still stupid enough to believe in whatever primitive ritual this is," he said, huffing.

"I know, and I won't be any more trouble to you," the Doctor said, looking mildly sad in order to appear offended yet submissive. "But, you say that the thief pony has the exact same cloak as my wife?"

"Yes," the tembar said back. "So I've had to waste my time with you twice today."

"Well, I think I saw another pony with this cloak, just over there." The Doctor turned and pointed behind him, and a short distance away, trying to blend in with the crowd, was another cloaked pony.

"That's him!" the tembar shouted, pointing. The cloaked pony down the street froze, noticing the shout. "Get that thief!"

The tembar took off with five others behind him, and the second cloaked pony turned and ran, pushing through people in an attempt to get away.

"Quickly, let's get to the TARDIS," the Doctor whispered. The pair took off, running in the opposite direction, passing all the shops and street vendors the Doctor had seen and turning in to a back alley, where a blue box awaited the two ponies.

The Doctor quickly opened the TARDIS door and motioned for the cloaked pony to join him, then closed the door and let out a sigh of relief. "We're safe."

Oliver threw off his cloak, panting as he looked at the Doctor. "The plan actually worked," he breathed, then stopped to admire the ship he was in. "This ship is magnificent," he said, turning around and around. "What sort of magic made this, I've never seen something bigger on the inside."

"It's not magic, and I'm very disappointed that nopony is ever going to be amazed," the Doctor replied, moving to the consol. He paused, blinking. "I just said nopony," he mumbled to himself. "I guess I'm adapting quickly."

"Well no matter what this ship is, I can't thank you enough for bringing me here," Oliver said, moving towards the Doctor.

"Believe me, your help with my sonic screwdriver will be plenty," the Doctor replied. "Now we just have to wait for Paige."

"That mare with you, is she actually your wife?" Oliver asked.

"No, not at all," the Doctor said, pushing a few buttons on the consol. "We actually only just met, but that helped our case with the tembars."

A knock came to the TARDIS door, and the Doctor looked up, rushing down the steps to open it. As suspected, Paige stood outside the TARDIS, rushing in and smiling wider than ever before.

"Great to have you on board, Paige," the Doctor said, closing the TARDIS door again. "So I take it your part of the plan worked out?"

"I ran until I found another back alley, then I ducked away, threw off the cloak, and flew on to the rooftops," Paige said, catching her breath. "It was quite easy to get back here without the street crowd in my way, and I bet the tembars are still in that alley, very confused as to how the earth pony that stole their crystal got away."

"You see, Paige? I told you your wings were brilliant," the Doctor said, beaming and moving back to the consol.

"This was the most incredible day," Paige exclaimed. "It was scary, running, but I feel... amazing!"

"And I have you to thank just as much as the Doctor," Oliver said, placing a hoof on Paige's shoulder. "You two are quite the amazing team."

Paige blushed, looking towards the Doctor. "He's the reason I'm here in the first place."

"Curious, but also humble, give yourself some credit Paige," the Doctor said. "Now, Oliver, I've entered the coordinates you gave, the TARDIS has traveled well enough so far here so she should be able to sort things out. We're off to your daughter."

***

The TARDIS doors opened, and Oliver, Paige and the Doctor stepped out into the sunlight. "Your ship is remarkable," Oliver said. "We took off from a planet and landed on another one, your ship barely even shook."

"Are we at the right place? Oh, you might want your bag back." The Doctor lowered his head and shook the bag off from around his neck, and Oliver picked it up and tossed it on himself in turn.

"You got the planet right, Doctor, and my house isn't far," Oliver replied. He looked in to the Doctor's eyes, truly grateful for all he had done. "Come back and visit some time. My daughter will be healthy and glad to meet you."

"We'll try our best," the Doctor said. "Take care, Oliver. And thank you for the help with my screwdriver."

"I'm not sure why you got a sonic screwdriver like the one you had in the first place," Oliver mentioned.

"It's a long story, and you've got a daughter to go cure." The Doctor stepped in to the doorway of the TARDIS, giving Oliver a smile.

"I'll remember you, Doctor," Oliver said, waving a hoof. "You too, Paige."

"It was great to meet you," Paige said, stepping next to the Doctor. Oliver turned and began walking, Paige and the Doctor stepped in the TARDIS, closing the doors behind them.

Paige smiled once more, letting out a sigh of content. "So this is how it works; we pop in, save the day for a planet, or just one pony, and run off, on to the next adventure?"

"Basically, yes," the Doctor said. "And now that my sonic screwdriver is ready and we can travel more, the risk is going to be greater, but the fun will increase just as much."

"How did he help, by the way? What did he do to your sonic screwdriver while we flew to his planet?"

"Take a look." The Doctor walked to the consol and hid behind it for a moment. Paige heard a click, and the Doctor reappeared, a device around his right foreleg.

"Sonic screwdriver, now fitted to my foreleg," the Doctor said, raising his hoof to show off his new screwdriver. "I told you that carrying the thing in my teeth was rubbish, and we managed to help Oliver while accomplishing my goal for visiting the planet in the first place. And it works just like he said, see?" The Doctor tensed his right foreleg, and a green light on the screwdriver lit up. The screwdriver's usual sound began to emit, and a spark came flying out of the TARDIS console.

The Doctor jumped. "Ok, I need to work on tensing the muscle right," he said.

Paige laughed. "It's perfect," she told him. "So where to now?"

"It's been a long day, saving Earth and helping Oliver get the medicine to his daughter," the Doctor said. "Let's get some rest, and tomorrow, off we go."

"Tomorrow doesn't even feel like a proper word anymore," Paige replied, suddenly yawning. "But you're right, it's been a good day. So, big adventure tomorrow?"

"I've got a pony version of my sonic screwdriver now, so definitely big." The Doctor grinned widely. "Tomorrow, let's go meet some griffons."

***

Princess Celestia listened intently to Hensley's report. "And you're sure?"

"Yes, princess, we had nothing to do with stopping the threat," Hensley replied. "Somepony, we may even have to consider the possibility that it wasn't a pony, saved Southern London before we could arrive."

Celestia left her throne, walking across the room and gazing out a window. A light smile crept on to her face. "Then he has arrived," she said.

"Excuse me princess, who are we speaking about? You know who was there?" Hensley turned, confused by Celestia's words.

"Oh, I know who it is," Celestia replied, continuing to stare out the window. "Someone of great importance."

"A pony?"

"You could say that." Celestia chuckled, walking to the other side of the room to look out a different window. "He is the one I have met, but the one who is yet to meet me. The one who has been here for over a thousand years, beyond my lifetime, yet only just arrived. The one who is more important than either you or I."

Hensley only grew more confused by Celestia's words, and could only think of repeating what he had already asked. "Who?"

"The Doctor."