A Quick Pitstop

“Deep fried what?” The Doctor yelled out as Derpy came down from the bathroom in the TARDIS. She was brushing her teeth, but she still tried to talk.

“Yea- in dese faiwes they deep fwy everyting, from appols pies to ice ceam oats samwiches and-“ The Doctor came from nowhere and grabbed Derpy looking her straight in the eye. He pulled the toothbrush out of her mouth, dropped it in the sink, grabbed the cup and lifted it up to her lips.

“Drink,” she did as he asked and rinsed out her mouth. He brought the cup back up again and said, “spit.” She did as she was told again and he stepped back from her.

“Now, please tell me. Carefully and annunciate. They sell deep fried butter where?”

“Well once a year during the Cloudsdale games, on the ground they hold a fair for the best country cooking around. The most popular country cooking is deep frying things you wouldn’t normally eat. They even deep fry cider by putting them in these little packets of nood-"

“Derpy focus! Deep fried butter?” Derpy half stared at the doctor and half stared at the ceiling.

“Oh right, well they deep fry these little cubes of butter and serve them up, but they’re really high in fat.”

“Doesn’t matter!” The Doctor galloped away from Derpy to the TARDIS’ controls and started to type in numbers and pull levers.

“Uh Doctor I really don’t think we should go so you can try one of them. They have like 1900 calories in one little cube.”

“Oh and with all the running we do I need the calories. Seriously, deep fried butter, why had that never occurred to me, I mean I might be the only one who puts butter on his muffins, but surely I would have been the one to come up with something like that, these ponies really are the cleverest little creatures around…”

The Doctor rambled on and Derpy half listened to him knowing that once the Doctor set his mind on something he was going to do it one way or the other.

“I think I should warn you though, it might be enough to stop your heart!”

“Good thing I’ve got two of them!” Derpy laughed as the Doctor continued to ramble on and press the random buttons around the TARDIS. “Oh man, what if I could get them to deep fry a muffin with butter on top of it, OHHH that is grand that is grand indeed! Derpy!”

“What?”

“Deep fried muffins!” He said cheery as ever running around the center of the TARDIS turning knobs now. Derpy never questioned how or why the TARDIS worked in such an unusual manor, but at the same time she was just grateful it worked at all.  The Doctor really put it through its paces.

“Okay Doctor you don’t want to have a heart attack before you eat your butter now do you?”

“Oh you’ve done it Ms. Hooves the cubes of butter shall be mine! Now throw that lever ever slightly to the left, if you please!” Derpy did as she was told and shifted the out of place lever to the left.

“Ah too much, a smidge to the right darling,” the Doctor called out. Derpy lightly tapped it with her hoof and the Doctor yelled out.

“There it is, hold on to something Derpy!”

Then the Doctor smashed a button and the whole TARDIS jerked forward nearly sending them both across the room. The TARDIS shook like there was an earthquake occurring and seemed like it was going out of control. Finally it stopped signaling they landed somewhere and Derpy hit the floor of the TARDIS hard.

“You know Doctor, you’d think I’d be use to it by now, but you seriously need to get some seat belts in here.”

“Oh and what fun would that be? You’ve never held your arms- hooves in the air on a roller coaster?” The Doctor smiled and started towards the door.  “No time to waste, oh I can almost smell the oil burning, COME TO ME-” the Doctor jumped out of the TARDIS and landed on the ground.

“DEEP FRIED BUTTER!” The Doctor held there for a moment on his legs, hooves up to the sky and eyes closed. Yet when he failed to hear the bustling sound of a carnival he finally opened his eyes and was disappointed. Derpy walked out and stood next to the Doctor still on the floor.

“Derpy, do you see any vats of oil?”

“No Doctor, I don’t think we’re at any Cloudsdale game.” Both ponies looked around and noticed that they were in a well-kept garden with beautiful flowers in full bloom.

“I think you can get up now.” Derpy said to the Doctor. The Doctor did, and he walked back into the TARDIS calling out to Derpy.

“This is just odd! I set the time module to send us to the 113th Cloudsdale games festival! Maybe it was the frequency lever, you did turn it ever so slightly to the left right Derpy?” Derpy walked over to a group of flowers and started to smell them.

“Yes I did! Did you say 113th? We were going into the future?” The flowers smelt nice; like somepony had taken special care to make sure their fragrance would be identifiable.

“Well of course we were going to the future, I mean did you really want to see a game that you’ve already seen? That’d be absolutely boring!”

Derpy giggled a little and noticed a special blue flower with little white dots on top of it. It intrigued Derpy to no end, as she had never seen anything like it.

Just when Derpy went to pluck it, a spear came out and was pointed right at her nose. Derpy yelped as the blade came out of nowhere and went crossed eyed trying to stare at it.

“State your business outsider,” said a large pegasus covered in gold armor.

“I- um…I uh.”

“State your business or be taken to the dungeon for trespassing!” said another golden pony to the right of the first one.

“Uh Doctor I need some help out here!” Within moments the Doctor came rushing out of the TARDIS holding up his psychic piece of paper.

“No no no no no, everything’s fine no need for spears gentlemen; here are our credentials.” The guard put his spear down as he held the badge and read it.

“Oh, it says here you’re apart of the royal field researchers,” the guard said.

“Righto! That’s us you’re royal researchers of the field kind!” The two guards looked at each other for a moment then handed the paper back to the Doctor.

“Come on you two, the Princess is waiting.”

“Well of course, wouldn’t want to keep the royals waiting!” the Doctor said full of pep looking at Derpy who was rubbing her slightly sore nose.