they deserved it and much more
"...They deserved it and much more" Ditzy Doo, the truly fastest flier in all of Equestria, flew into space, even though her ears had popped, she kept going.
Not breathing, her fur glowing in the starlight, the only thoughts in her head were "I curse you, I curse you... I curse all of you!" she went past the last planet, and still shot through space, her eyes focused on the point in front of her.
What she didn't see was an object heading for her, the subtle "whooshing" noise impossible in the airless environment. Then she saw it, colliding with a wood splintering crash, and entered a place full of odd machines. "What?"
"Where am I?"
"What?"
“I said 'where am I?' are you hard of hearin- huh, I can breathe. Interesting... and upon further inspection, this would appear to have a spatial indifference module as well as a stuck chameleon shield. Oh, and a perception filter, meh, a pretty low tech one at least. Ah well, back to shooting across space. Sorry about the damage to your space and time machine" she rambles
"What?!" the pony asks, looking at the strange Pegasus in front of him. "How did you know all that?! And how are you here?!"
Sighing, she looks at the stallion "It's obvious, especially with the whole 'smaller on the outside' thing. Anyways, I need to get back to cursing stars and other celestial bodies... fare thee well good sir." she replies, and jumps out the hole.
"That was weird, oh well; he seemed nice and didn't laugh at my eyes... I don't curse him" she says, returning to her linear path.
"Wait! I never got your name! I'm The Doctor by the way!" the pony yells, his box keeping pace.
"Ditzy doo! Now leave me to die Doctor!" she screams, when a sharp prick hits her neck, she slumps into sleep.
"And Sarah Jane Smith said a blow dart was a stupid purchase!" the pony says, pulling the prone pegasus towards him.
As she comes to, Ditzy notices she has a jacket on, the hood helping her eyes adjust to the low light.
“Ah! Good! You’re awake! Hello, MS. Doo! Welcome to my TARDIS! By the way, how were you holding your breath in deep space?” The Doctor askes, munching on a stick of butter.
Ignoring him, she takes in the room she had left “Obviously, I am in purgatory, because it is far too warm for tartarus. And too dark for the heavenly stable” the Pegasus mumbles into the jacket.
“Is something the matter?”
“No, I just torched the town of my enemies, after taking so much scorn for years, and I flew through space, angry at myself rather than them, and crashed into a space ship with a butter munching earth pony. I’m just peachy keen… I actually knew a pony named Peachy Keen, she hanged out with me on a dare once” Ditzy replies, her eyes looking at the pony in front of her and an odd pillar in the center of the room.
“That sounds like quite the story… care to tell it to a space alien?” the pony says, sitting down next to her. “I haven’t much to do anyways, blueberry muffin?” he asks, offering the edible piece of heaven to her
“Thanks, well; it’s like this…”
The pegasus’ words flowing out like a stream, from her first school day to crashing into the ship.
“That sound a lot like my life story… wanna hear it?” he asks, rubbing his chin
“It’s only fair, I spill my guts, so you should do the same” Ditzy says, pulling the hood down.
“…” The Doctor is speechless when he sees her face
Ditzy sighs “You’re not going to make fun of my eyes are you?”
“… Perish the thought… Ms.-“
“Just Ditzy”
“Ditzy, you look absolutely…”
Here it comes… Ditzy thinks
“Beautiful! Just plain brilliant looking! Want to see the whole of time and space with me?! It is so very lonely here in space, and…”
“Doctor, you had me at ‘beautiful’… just promise me a few things” Ditzy says softly, placing a hoof on his lips.
“…Okay… shoot.”
“One, do not make fun of my eyes, second, no freaky space monsters, third, stop this place from spinning! I can’t see straight!” she commands, pointing to her spinning eyes.
“Uh, it always spins, and second, are you hungry?” he asks, walking to what would appear to be a kitchen.
“Uh… sure why not? So I guess that you aren’t from around Equestria?” she asks, following.
“Meh, I come and go, whenever I’m no longer needed, could you pass me the butter?” he replies, putting a kettle of tea on while plugging in what looks like a 16 slice toaster filled with what looked like waffles
She turns her head to look at all of the machinery, from French presses to a spinning jenny. But her other eye notices that there is a freezer
Filled with butter, butter, and more butter
“Well! You’ve found my butter closet! Where and whenever I go, I always make sure to buy several things of butter. I like butter, most people say that butter is like edible sand; it just sits there and gets into places. I disagree, it has many uses, like when you forget to bring a banana to a party.”
“Can you stay on one topic at a time?” Ditzy asks, rolling her left eye.
“Sorry, it’s just… I’m so lonely in the vastness of time and space. No one to share it with” the stallion lowers his head.
She sighs and trots over to the oven, putting gloves on and pulling the muffins out. “Here, have a muffin” she uses a wing to pull one from the tray
He takes it but looks confused “I didn’t put any muffins in the oven… and you couldn’t have… so who did?” he bites into the muffin and gasps
“Figure out who the mysterious baker is?” she asks, biting into the muffin
“No, but this muffin is wonderful! So crispy and light and moist! I wasn’t cold but now I’m toasty!” he exclaims, trotting back to the center room
“…Not much fazes you I’m guessing” Ditzy asks, tossing the empty wrapper in the trash
“So! Ms. Doo! Where do you want to go? The past and eat crumpets with Neighpoleon or Manehatten and buy a train ticket to Saddle Arabia?” he asks, pushing buttons and pulling levers seemingly at random
“Yes” she responds, sitting in the chair off to the side
“Okay then! Both it is!” he presses a big green button and a loud whooshing noise fills the air, lights brightening and dimming as the doctor laughs
Author's Note
yeah, hope you all like, I started this shortly after I became a member and just now did I get around to posting it.
as always, if you notice any problems, I will fix them. constructive criticism only please.
and by the magnetic moons of zorn, it is freezing!
they deserved it and much more
“You know, the fact that the crumpets weren’t crumpets at all but parasite pods was a shock to me. Neighpoleon being a jerk was expected… I wonder just what went wrong at times like this” The Doctor says, stepping out of the TARDIS shower
“…” Ditzy just stares at the console, a hoof under her chin
“Ms. Doo?” he asks
“We don’t have enough ponies to pilot this thing” she states, not looking away from it
“Whatever do you mean?” The doctor asks
“The console would take at least 4 more ponies to drive it right and one to tell them what to do. So unless you have some kind of duplication spell, we might end up in the wrong place or time” she explains, typing in co-ordinates
“Don’t touch her! She is a very- Oh, really now? You want her to drive?” The Doctor looks at a screen above him and sighs “Fine… I’ll be making non-parasite filled crumpets in the kitchen” he sulks off but Ditzy is still typing as she flies around the console
Now that I think about it, why am I so calm with what’s been going on? Ditzy thinks to herself, lowering a few levers I mean, I just travelled through space and time inside a box with a stallion whose sanity is questionable at best, and thwarted an invasion of space parasites. Maybe this is heaven or tartarus or something and I’m dead. But, I don’t feel dead… at least, I don’t think so-
“Is something the matter Ms. Doo?” The Doctor asks, a plate on his back
“No, just… thinking about how I’m taking this whole ‘Space and time travel’ thing so well… almost as if it’s natural” she replies, pressing the start button
“… I understand the feeling, you’re running away from something" he asks, setting the plate down
"What wouldn't I be running from? I set a whole town on fire and have been possibly branded a criminal of high caliber. I can never go home without having to answer for my justified actions... and I'd be pitied. I don't want pity, I've had pity for years and it never made anything better... so I'm going to where I was never pitied" Ditzy says, walking towards the TARDIS's doors
“Something must be wrong. It isn’t making the brilliant sound” The Doctor looks over the console
"We're here doctor"
“What?” He sticks his head out looks both ways “There’s nothing here”
Ditzy pushes the other door and steps out “To you, maybe” She trots towards a house, narrowly dodging a small grey Pegasus
“Ditzy? Where did you go?” a feminine voice calls, followed by hoofbeats
The Doctor watches the little filly fly around a tree and dart towards the voice “I’m coming mommy!”
He trots up to Ditzy “So… that was a younger you?”
“Yeah… Back then my eyes were fine, it was only a couple of years ago that they changed because of an accident. I miss those silly days and sunshine. But I can’t go out there, the sun is not for one like me; one who is broken beyond repair. It‘s funny, back then I was afraid of fire, now fire cleansed me of the hate” She laughs lightly before returning to the TARDIS
The Doctor closes the door and taps Ditzy's shoulder "We aren't all that different, you and I. Well, besides obvious differences..." he narrows his eyes "What was I saying?"
"That we aren't all that different; and if you are trying to make me feel better, it's not working" Ditzy replies, and looks around "Do you have a spare bed or something? I could use some sleep"
"Down the corridor, to the left, down the corridor, to the left, down the corridor-" Ditzy holds up a hoof "To the left?" he shakes his head "No, then on your right and there should be a medical kit across from the door*"
Ditzy nods and disappears into the corridor
The Doctor sighs and sits in his chair, pondering his companion
She didn't flinch when the parasites attacked so she either has no preservation instinct or instinctively knew what was going to happen... "I suppose that's a good thing" he muses
But she also has many personal problems to work through... she must have a darkness in her... "Look at me, thinking like The Cat... I must be tired" and so The Doctor walked off to bed, the back of his mind wondering how Ditzy could have been so close to her past self
Author's Note
*Roughly quoted from DOCTOR WHO, episode #107 "the nightmare of eden"
Finally another installment. I have no excuse and I fixed the grammer problems and made it easier to read.
Hope you enjoyed it!
