What Planet Is This?

life is just a dream thats never ending.

the sunlight slowly crept its way into my eyes, the ipod was now blasting some smooth jazz.

taking a brief sniff i could smell the moisture in the air slowly escaping from the bathroom.

"must be Fluts having a shower, may aswell cook breakfast" i smiled to myself.

looking into her fridge, i found the ingrediants needed... well apart from the flour.

"flour" i whispered to the bag. sure enough, i was gifted with a bag of flour.

measuring up the ingrediants, i simply listened to a song of epic proportions. i chuckled as the song simply woke me up more.

godamn it... Richard Cheese, you always crack me up"

Fluttershy had already gottne dressed, and simply listened to me singing along.

i looked around, noticing she had her eyes closed. i placed a plate full of pancakes in front of her, with some cutlery.

"wha... oh my, you didnt have to" she flustered.

"nonsense," i smiled "it was... the least i could do"

she tooka bite, and her face lit up. "oh my, these are delicious"

i chuckled. "the only thing i know how to make from scratch... next to cupcakes, muffins and pasta" i grinned.

she looked at me for a moment, as if a picture had popped into her head, maybe of me cooking for her everynight.

i then watched as she blushed furiosly and shook her head violently for a moment. "heh, i won't ask" i chuckled.

after finishing the meal, i got the supplies i needed from the bag of holding.

having a shower, i suddenly realized all the connotations of what had happened.

i was dead, brought back to life, pushed out of a door, skydived... and now i have a magic satchel granting me access to hammerspace. confusing is not the word for it.

all of these facts seemed to just add to the.... bizarre reality.

i was currently using a shower in Fluttershy's house... trying to figure out what the bloody hell i'm doing here.

i had finished my shower.

the magic satchel seemed to know just what i needed.

pulling out the clothing, i simply sat there humming a bizarre song.

finally walking out, fully clothed and ready to finally take on the day, i smiled.

she giggled, pointing to my head. i raised a hand, but quickly felt two distinct bunny ears and a cotton tail.

"Angel you cheeky git," i huffed, "get off" i poked him. he grumbled and kicked me in the face as he jumped off.

i watched as Fluttershy scloded the little brat. it was actually quite interesting to watch a rabbit react the way he does.

as we walked through town, i couldn't help but feel watched, as if i was being scrutinised under a microscope. The strange thing was, i was right. No sooner had we passed sugarcube corner, i head a throat clearing. "Mr Blues? could i speak with you for a moment?" i turned around to look at the voice. a familiar voice. "ah.... do i know you?" i asked.

"well... possibly, maybe, who knows, I'm confused myself" the young man answered. he had a glint in his eye which screamed I know something you don't know . i looked the young man up and down. his scruffy, short brown hair, and his bizarre taste in ties. It was at that point i noticed it, a small glint of blue shimmering slightly in the light. he could see the lightbulb go off in my head. "ah... i suppose you're going to go find Ditzy before she kills you Doc?" i chuckled as his jaw hit the floor.

"what...how did?... have we met before?"

i tapped my nose in a small manner. "well, think of the multi-verse theorem Doc, in some worlds you exist as a ... form of entertainment, fighting those who threaten the very fabric of time and space in a blue box, your little transmogriphication circuit is buggered beyond repair, and you can change your whole being upon death,"

the Doctor looked at me, flabbergasted. "what now?"

"our little secret" i smiled, going through the motions of the patented Pinkie Promise(tm). The Doctor accepted this.

"Ditzy might be getting impatient" i chuckled.

i watched as Doc simply panicked and sped off.

i walked back to where Fluttershy was waiting. she gave me her small smile, like she usually does. "so, you've met Doctor Whooves before?" she asked. I simply shook my head.

"trust me on this when I say wibbly wobbly timey wimey" i chuckled.