A Vium Salutis

Derpy and the Doctor were cleaning Dinky's room.

"Thank you for helping, Doctor! Dinky will love what we've done what we've done with her room when she gets home from Summer Camp!" Derpy smiled and hugged him.

"Well, I'm not going to say no to a pregnant…and, well…" The Doctor shivered, "Violent mare."

"Uhg, I haven't even picked a name. Well anyway, I think I'll order a pizza tonight. Sparkler and Dinky will be home in two hours, and it's too late to make a real dinner. Keep cleaning, I'll be only ten minutes. Why don't you clean the bookshelf?" The mare ran into the living room.

The Doctor sighed.

Throughout his life, he had one daughter. It kind of hurt having two, and he could only imagine another baby, especially his own, would  likely make him go through regeneration process.

Of course, there was a pleasant side to being a…father. Dinky was his greatest admirer. The foal was absolutely in love with her new dad. She would often ask for help with impossibly difficult things.

"How is the TARDIS alive? What is the meaning of life? What does structural density have to do with the construction of Canterlot Castle when it's hanging off the edge of a completely stable cliffside?"

Fascinated with everything, from the magic around them all, to the technology of planets far beyond.

But something about the filly was..strange.

Derpy had told him that she was almost too smart to be a simple foal ever since she could read.

Then she turned six.

Her magic level amped and multiplied. Her intelligence was second to nothing, not even the Monarchy that ruled over this land.

She also seemed…troubled.

Still, the foal was amazing company for any pony.

He turned to the bookshelf and robbed it of all its contents, then started re-shelving them by alphabet.

On one the stacks of books, a story that was set lopsidedly fell from its place.

The Doctor picked up and examined the cover of the nameless tome.

"Derpy? What's this book? It looks old."

The mare popped her head into the room. "Oh, that? It's Dinky's supposed "Joural of Celestia"," she giggled, "She spent all night reading it when she first got it. I wouldn't read it, though, she said there was a few spare pages she was writing in."

The pegasus left.

The Doctor gazed at the book once more. Well, now I HAVE to read it, he thought.

He flipped through the pages until he noticed that the ink writing became pencil.

Dinky's entry began thusly,

Dear journal,

I cannot describe all the honors that this privilege of writing in such a legendary journal provides me. But I cannot discuss any of them.

Let me start off with this simple comment, those with the mind to read this must turn back now, for what you are about to read is not a filly's daily life, but an account of a real event that only two creatures will ever know of.

My name is Dinky Do, and ever since I was littler, I had knowledge far beyond my years.

When I turned six, every quality of me, my knowledge, my magic, it sextupled.

Mother assumed that it was my natural potential developing with my age, but that isn't true.

Turning from that, I doubt the reader of this journal knows about king Sombra.

A being made of darkness, he took over the formerly grand empire of the Crystal Ponies.

Still fillies, Princesses Celestia and Luna used their combined magics to turn him to shadow, and banned him into the frozen wasteland. Sadly, he took the empire with him.

No one knew how he appeared.

But I know, and it's a tale that will forever haunt me.

Among any one who ever reads this, I just hope my mother isn't one of them. It would just kill her if she knew a filly went through this.

Allow me to state that even though I am only seven, almost eight, I have lived through-

"Seventeen years?" The Doctor stated to himself.

"What?" Derpy called.

"Er, nothing!"

He kept reading.

My tale begins with this,

Sparkler got sick.

I just wanted to remedy her.