(Not) The Last Of His Kind

by WhoLockedPony

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 2029

The Doctor come home to his TARDIS, only to find something in it... or should we say, somepony...

The Doctor's run-ins with The Master in the pony dimension seems to be increasing lately. So does his insanity. The Master went from snickering and his classic charm, to twitching and muttering about some pony version of his home planet Gallifrey, that he calls "Gallopfrey". The Doctor figures that it's just a case of his psychotic mind reaching a major break. But is this completely true? The Doctor starts to wonder that himself when he finds something odd in his TARDIS… or should we say, somepony.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-03-17 17:50:05 UTC

Allen

The Doctor wiped a hoof over his forehead. He sighed with relief, for he just had a minor run-in with the Master. Encounters with his once friend was more common in this dimension for reasons he can't seem to find. "Let's see, what was it he was rambling on about? Gallopfrey, yeah yeah, that..." He muttered to himself, in deep thought. The Master had been in a psychotic moment. More than usual. "Now what was that again- Oh yeah! Crazy old bat. Gallifrey doesn't exist anymore... not even in this dimension of equines..." He said, having to remind himself of that fact. His eyes drooped a bit with sadness, his face maintaining that bit of tenseness. He looked at his TARDIS, which was located a bit outside of Ponyville, right in the mid distance between the quaint town and the everfree forest. There were two trees, one slightly in front of it to the left and the other slightly behind. He sighed as he unlocked and opened it, only for his eyes to widen at a sight he didn't expect. There, in the TARDIS, was... a colt.

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"Oi, how'd you get in here?!" The Doctor said with an eyebrow raised, his face tense with confusion. Why was some random colt in his TARDIS? He was especially concerned since he had locked the TARDIS before he had left. Did the colt break in? The pegasus colt looked up at him, his eyes wide. He had a tan coat, with blonde hair that covered the very top of his left eye. His face was shaped more like an adult mare's face, not the normal shape of a colt's, and he was a bit taller than the average colt. He had scrap metal scattered around him, and he seemed to be building something with them. "O-Oh, is this yours? Sorry, I thought maybe no one owned this..." The colt said as he shyly looked down, seeming slightly ashamed and embarrassed. The Doctor frowned, his face relaxing with realization that his confusion may have come across as anger. "It's ok." He walked up to him, raising an eyebrow but still keeping a calm, kind composure. "Why are you here alone? Where are your parents?" He said concerned.  The colt looked down a bit again, and then spoke, his voice not as high pitched as other colts', yet also more mature and teenage-toned than others, "I don't have parents, just a sister. She's busy and I got bored so I wandered around." He said, innocently looking at the doctor with big eyes. The Doctor raised his eyebrow even farther, "Why would you just walk around alone? Couldn't you have asked your sister? Does she know?" The pegasus sighed, "She couldn't have come. She owns and manages the local ice cream shop. She knows that whenever I'm not in the house, I'm walking." The Doctor nodded, "What's your name, lad?" The colt looked up shyly, "A-Allen..." He said quietly.

"Well... ok. This town is a fairly safe place to be walking around alone. So, back to my first question. How did you get in here?"

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Allen shrugged, "I don't know, I just kinda... knocked on the door and it just... kind of... opened." He said sheepishly. The Doctor nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Alright..." He said, concerned as he had to unlock the TARDIS door to get in. He nodded, smiling. "Well, how about we get you home!" He said, feeling as if he is helping in a normal way, contrary to how he usually has to defeat some kind of monster. The colt shook his head, "N-No, I-I'm fine. I-I'll just walk myself home, I don't wanna trouble you..." He said as he gathered the pieces of scrap metal. The Doctor raised his eyebrow, "What is that your building?" The Colt looked up, "Oh, just a butter machine, nothing-" The Doctor's eyes lit up, smiling wide, "Did you say a Butter Machine?!" He said as he hugged the colt tight, startling Allen a bit. "Y-Yes... you like butter?" He said, trembling a bit, but curious and coming out of his shell a little. The Doctor nodded quickly, "Like it? I LOVE it!" He said, releasing the colt, "How about a deal. You can stay here a little while longer, if you finish that butter maker and let me have some butter. I'll even help you, if you'd like!" The colt nodded, "Alright, deal. But it's ok, I don't need help." He said as he started on his machine once again. The Doctor tilted his head, "You sure? I'm good with technology..." Allen shook his head, "No, I'm sure. Thanks for the offer though." The pegasus said with a small smile.

"Alright. I'll be working on the TARDIS." He said, walking to the dashboard and starting to repair some of the damages to his ship, happy to have some company.

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"All done!" Were the words the Doctor awoke to, along with a vigorous shaking. He opened his eyes, "What? Huh?" He said, Allen giggling. "You fell asleep. I finished it!" He said gleefully as he pointed to the finished butter maker, "You have milk, right?" He asked hopefully. The Doctor nodded, "I'll go get it!" As he trotted off to the kitchen, retrieving some milk and hurrying it to Allen. Allen took it, putting a plate under a small tube sticking out of the metal box that had a funnel on top and a red button on the side. He opened the milk carton and poured it into the funnel, "Do you want to press the button?" The Colt offered kindly. The Doctor shook his head, "No, you can do it if you want to." He said gracefully, as the colt nodded in a silent thanks, pressing the red button,  the machine pumping out golden, creamy butter. The two began gorging themselves, happily munching down on the treats, pouring in more and more milk. They were having a great time.

Then, somepony knocked on their door.

Calypso

I instructed Allen to hide, (along with the butter maker, mind you!) fearing it might be the Master. As I inched closer to the door. I looked at the door, cautiously opening it, only to be greeted by a purple unicorn with messy black hair. She gasped with a huge smile, "Well well well, it's the Doctor!" She said with a british accent alike mine, "Thank Celestia!" She said, making me heavily confused, "Uh, yes, it quite is... and may I ask who are you? And why do you know who I am?" I said, still wary of this pony. "My name is Calypso. And I know of you because..." She looked to both sides, and then whispered, "We're kind of from the same planet." My eyes widened, shaking his head, "If you are implying we are both of the Ponyville origin..." She giggled, "Of course not, silly! We're from Gallifrey!" My eyes widened even more, "But... but..." Were the only words I could utter as I saw her cutie mark with a comet and- sure enough, an hourglass. I thought the master was the only survivor of... well, you know. Calypso leaned over to the side a bit, raising an eyebrow, "Hey, who's your little friend?" I turned around, noticing the wide-eyed colt peaking from his hiding spot behind the dashboard, his jaw dropped.

"Y-You're aliens?"

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I tried to catch up to the panicking colt, to no avail as he could fly. His wings were shaped like an adult's, but not the same size. He flew around, standing on the ceiling, the hairs on his mane and tail becoming messy and out of place as a few popped up. "You are all ALIENS! Aliens!" He said, breathing heavily and in a panic. "Yes, we are but not mean ones! Quite the opposite, actually!" I said in an attempt to calm Allen, to no avail as he continued freaking out. As I romped around the TARDIS, trying to catch Allen from the ceiling, suddenly Calypso stopped me. "I got this." She said, as I nodded and just backed up, wondering what she might do. She closed her eyes, an orange magic surrounding her horn and Allen, bringing him down gently. He looked up at her, still panicking, but she starting rocking him back and forth in the forcefield, "Look kid, it's ok. We aren't gonna hurt you..." He looked up, still whimpering a bit but calmer. I raised an eyebrow, "Wow. Impressi-" Before being shushed by Calypso. "It's ok kid..." She said calmly as she brought him closer to her chest, hugging him and releasing him from the magic, the colt had been calmed down a lot. After a few moments, he looked up sheepishly, "I... I'm sorry I flipped so much..." Calypso released him from the hug, calmly responding, "It's ok, dear. Now, what's your name?" Allen looked at me, and I nodded, silently telling him he could tell her his name. "I'm... Allen." He said, rubbing his arm. Suddenly his eyes widened, "I'll be right back." He said hurriedly, "Where's the kitchen?" He said, looking around nervously. I raised an eyebrow, "It's down that hall... are you o-" Were all I could utter before he took off. Me and Calypso exchanged looks, before shrugging and running off after him.

One we arrived, we found that he had a glass of water and a prescription pill bottle in front of him, taking two from the bottle and taking what seemed to be medication. Calypso ran up to him, picking up the bottle and reading it. "Xanax?..." She said, muttering to herself. "Well, that explains a lot!" She said as she turned to me, showing me the pill bottle. I read it, nodding. "I see." I turned to Allen, he was finishing off his water. "You've got an anxiety disorder, huh?" He responded with an ashamed nod, as he placed the water on the table and looked down, rubbing his arm. "Hey kid, it's nothing to be ashamed of." Calypso said kindly, Allen continuing to look away. I smiled, getting an idea, as I knew of a substitute for the primitive side effect ridden medication this poor colt had to endure (depression, lack of energy, confusion, etc). "Come with me. I have an idea." I said with a smirk as I trotted off to the dashboard, about to attempt to travel.

I just hope the TARDIS had repaired enough from it's damages...

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I flipped a few levers and pushed a few buttons, "Hold on! This will be a bumpy ride!" Calypso nodded and held on to a rail, Allen looking around in awe. "This travels, too?" He said excitedly. I nodded, "Indeed!" As I grabbed onto the dashboard, Allen holding onto a rail as the TARDIS began to warp off. "Doctor... where exactly are we going?" Calypso said nervously. "I'm going to try and travel to the Llamanachian galaxy." I said, masking uncertainty. "Llama what-uh?" Allen responded, confused. "Doctor! You know the risks of inter-dimensional travel!"

"Don't worry, it'll be the version of it in this dimension."

"Are you so sure that it even exists here?"

I paused, before sighing, "No. But there's a chance..." I said, as hope was the only thing I had to grip onto in this.

Suddenly, the TARDIS stopped. I smiled, rushing to the door and opening it.

"Told ya' it exists!" I said with a smirk as Calypso nodded. "Well, I'll be a monkeys uncle..." She said as she pulled a banana and began eating it, staring out at the galaxy. Allen peeked out at it as well, "Why is it shaped like a llama?" He said with a raised eyebrow, yawning slightly. I looked over, frowning as I noticed the side effects of his medication. "It's actually just the clouds of dust and particles around the galaxy that's shaped like a llama. The real galaxy is in the center." I said, the colt's ears perking a bit. "Wow..." I smiled a bit, glad he could muster some happiness. I smirked and pulled out some harnesses and bunjee cords.

"Now, who's ready for some extreme bunjee jumping!"