Derpy ran her robotic tongue over her teeth, the bio electronic sensors felt smooth and cold. it had been decades since she had got it and decades since her last replacement, the world was... mostly back to what it was before.
the only thing that had changed permanently is the ghouls like herself that were still around. she was the one of the few that were still sane.
she was one of the lucky ones that had survived long enough to have the "cure" they offered. a simple chip that would drain away the radiation in her body.
but enough of that, it was time for story time.
Every day just as the clock struck the hour that the schools closed, derpy was host to a half dozen foals wanting to hear the storys of the war, of the wasteland that was no more, and the heros that wandered through it. they each had thier own wasteland survival guide, published by the grey pegasai herself and listened to her storys of pre-during-and post war equestria.
the door chime rang as the foals ran in, "Mrs Derpy! Mrs Derpy!" they called out as derpy turns and smiles "oh, hello young ones.. story time already?" she asks looking at the foals, seeing some of her past friends in their faces.
they all cheer and gather around the antique chair that used to be in the ponyville library.
derpy settled down into it "so what hero shall we listen about? the stable dweller? the pink pony in the rad-suit? or maybe even others. how about you tell me what kind of themes you want it in it and i will see if i can remember one."
"Big guns!"
"Strong enemys!"
"Fate of eque.. no the world!"
"Zebraca spys!"
derpy looked from one to another, her eyes finally resting on a powder blue mare with a curly red mane "Melody pond?"
"um.. do you have something that is.. like a big blue box that vanishes with a whoosh whoosh?"
Derpy blinked, her eyes focusing more then they have in a long time "where, where did you hear about that?"
"well i saw.. i saw it in one of the historical disks at the library, a disk only called Doctor Who... the rest was too faded to read." melody said
Derpy chuckled "too true.. alright, i will tell you a story about this mad stallion in a big blue box."
she shut the big red book that she usually read from and instead pulled out a mini projector with a small disk case. "or he will actually"
She put the disk in the tray and turned down the lights, a brownish background appeared on the white wall where the projector was aimed, a tan stallion trotted in and sat down, "War, war never changes..." he started.
