Hearts and Hooves day, Indeed!

by Ellysia Banearrow

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Doctor Whooves, Romance, Carrot Top, Cutie Mark Crusaders, Derpy Hooves, Slice of Life, Crossover, Sex
Length: 14910

After a long time away from Ponyvile, Ditzy and The Doctor arrive in time for Hearts and Hooves day. You remember that day, right? Cutie Mark Crusaders, love poisons, special some ponies, oh my!

It's Hearts and Hooves day, time for all the pony couples to enjoy some time with their very special somepony. Well, what do you do if you don't have one? Doctor Whooves and Ditzy get to figure that out as they return from a trip in the TARDIS and it's the holiday of love in Ponyville. But here's a question, what if Doctor got a hold of the rest of that love poison the CMC made? Even better, what if Ditzy was the first pony he looked at? Being a time pony, what if the poison had a different effect on him? Can Ditzy, who loves the Doctor so completely, really turn down his advances? Can she stop herself from acting on the love she feels for this stallion?

And what of The Doctor? Will the poison wear off? Will it even work? What if it did work, they couldn't stop themselves, and the Doctor woke up thinking it all a lovely dream? How would he deal with Ditzy as his "companion" then, her heart broken so completely? Find out!

Published 2014-07-31 00:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-02 04:53:38 UTC

The Poison

“Doctor, when did we arrive now? I hope I’m going to make it in time for work!” The Doctor walked toward the door to the TARDIS, about to open it when he turned to answer his companion’s question.

“Ditzy, you should be fine, I am pretty sure I have everything under control now. It was just a matter of calibrating the time vortex inside the TARDIS to the magical night/day sequence brought on by the celestial patterns of the princesses. You should be able to make it to work and only be about 5 minutes late. It says here that the current time is just before sunrise on the 14th day of the Icy-chill month.”

“What?! That’s over 2 months from when we left in the first place! Doctor!” Ditzy quickly began to panic as she ran around the TARDIS from her room to the kitchen. She grabbed her saddle bag and a muffin and ran past The Doctor, she looked outside and stopped. “Um, what day is this again Doctor?” She stood outside, and looked confused.

“The 14th of the Icy-Chill month, why?” Doctor peeked his head outside to see what she saw. He was as shocked as her as he saw what she did. Pink and red hearts hanging everywhere around Ponyville which could be seen from the attic window, where he always parked the TARDIS. “What kind of celebration is this, then Ms. Ditzy?”

“That would b-be Hearts and Hooves day, Doctor. My least favorite holiday in Ponyville.” She said sadly. The Doctor noticed her sadness but didn’t quite understand why. “I think I’ll just call in sick today. I’m not in the mood to deliver all those Hearts and Hooves Day cards.”

“What is Hearts and Hooves Day? Is it anything like Valentines Day? And why do you dislike it so much? Seems like a nice holiday, and everypony seems happy enough...”

“Um, if that’s what you call it. On Hearts and Hooves Day, ponies gives gifts to their very special somepony. They also go out on dates, or to the festival, or just...stuff like that. It’s really only for ponies who have a very special somepony and I...um..don't at the moment.” Ditzy stammered, and walked back into the TARDIS and toward her room. She did not want to see all those happy couples when she felt so alone. Having never had a “special somepony” she’d never been one to enjoy this holiday. Even in school, she hardly got any cards from the other fillies and colts in her class, and those were because the teacher made them. She shook her head slightly, putting aside the past as The Doctor turned toward her.

“Yes, very much like the Earth equivalent it would seem. Are you really going to stay here all day in the TARDIS? You said something about a festival, yes? Why don’t we go and have a look around together?” He had no idea of her feelings for him, and he most likely never would if she played her cards right. He had told her in the past that he may not always be around, that there may come a time when he would have to leave her. She tried since then to not have these feelings for him, but he was not like any pony she had ever known. He stirred something inside of her heart and mind that nopony ever had before, and she never wanted him to leave. Sometimes she could see a deep sadness in his eyes, such a strong emotion that she did not want to add to it. She told herself that she would never admit her feelings to him and keep them hidden forever, no matter how much it hurt her.

But lately he seemed to be acting a bit differently around her. This was not the first time that she had noticed it either. In the past week or two, he seemed to want to be near her more, and she’d caught him watching her and blushing. She’d played dumb at the time, but could it be possible that The Doctor was starting to have stronger feelings for her? She shook to clear her head, and smiled a small smile at him. He’s not even from this world, no way he’d have any feelings for her beyond a “companion”. But, maybe.... The thought made her blush and her wings flare out.

“D-Ditzy, are you alright? Do you feel well? Why are your wings straight out like that?” He spoke so genuinely concerned about her that it broke Ditzy out of her thoughts and suddenly realized what had happened. She’d let her mind wander too far and her wings had responded to her raise in emotions. She smiled brighter and laughed to loosen the tension in the air.

“Oh, I-I’m fine, Doctor, really! A-and as to going out, I’m not really sure... Ponies might get the wrong idea about us and-”

“Oh? What is so wrong about walking around a festival with a friend?” Ditzy’s world would have nearly collapsed, as it always did when he called her a friend. Her feelings were so much stronger then that, but she had gotten used to responding to this and her smile didn’t falter at all.

“Alright, Doctor. If you’re that intent on exploring, then I guess I’ll come along to keep you company.”

“Brilliant Ms. Ditzy! Let’s head out!” With that he strode outside the TARDIS doors with Ditzy not far behind.

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As Ditzy showed the Doctor to the festival, they walked in a comfortable silence. She noticed that The Doctor seemed to slow down when he saw the cutie mark crusaders, but he always seemed wary around them. They looked to be in a bit of a hurry, as if planning something, but Ditzy quickly brushed the thought aside as those fillies were always up to something. Ditzy had more important things to worry about, like how she would get through this day of love and romance without letting The Doctor know of her feelings. This day was hard when you didn’t have a very special somepony, harder when you wanted to and they hardly knew you existed. The pair were nearly at the festival, when The Doctor finally spoke and when he did, it was like he had been reading her mind.

“So, Ditzy, ah-um, what should I know about this festival? I mean, what should I expect in terms of interactions among other ponies? You've been to it before, right? With your-uh-special somepony? Surely you've had one at some point, yes?"

Ditzy swallowed hard, blushing hotly, "Um, Doctor, I've never- um - had a special somepony before. I mean, I never had those kinds of feelings before y- I mean for anypony special. Eh heh heh." ‘Ditzy, you need to get a hold on yourself. He's not from this universe, and you're his 'companion', nothing more and nothing less,’ she thought to herself, feeling stupid for even opening her muzzle. The Doctor did not seem to notice her slip-up and just blinked as if confused.

"Come on, surely there must have been somepony you.. Well, I suppose not, from what you told me of your past, not many ponies were nice to you, were they?" She nodded her head slowly in response. "Well, I've told you before that if I'd been there, I would have been your friend and protected you. That is the only right thing to do, after all. Now, let's not dwell on our dark pasts and think about how we can make this a really great day!" He smiled so brightly, that Ditzy smiled in return.

As they entered the festival, Ditzy's smile faded slightly. Red and pink streamers, garland strung with hearts, roses, X’s and O’s, and kissing ponies. That last one had Ditzy and The Doctor both looking away from the garland and each other, blushing hotly. Ditzy caught sight of a poster showing that there was a play going on soon. She’d always wanted to see this play, and now she had the chance.

“Um, Doctor? Would you like to go to a play telling the story of how Hearts and Hooves Day came to be? It has a princess in it, and a prince, and a love potion and everything!” She smiled brightly at him, not entirely realizing what she had said. She watched his blush creep across his cheeks, causing her to blush also.

“An origin story, eh? Sure, why not, could be interesting and I have been wondering about the origins of some of these holidays your world has. When does it start?”

“In a few minutes, we should have enough time to get a snack before heading over so we can get good seats!” Ditzy led the way with The Doctor following a little ways behind her, watching ponies as they went. Ditzy didn’t realize The Doctor’s eyes analyzing the different pony couples. She also didn’t realize he was silently comparing the pairings, coming to conclusions, all while trying to make sense of the feelings he had.

It only took a little longer then Ditzy had guessed to get to the stage where the play was about to be preformed, so all of the good seats were taken. Ditzy spotted Carrot Top and got her attention. She motioned for her friend to come sit next to her and her husband, Written Script. As Ditzy settled in between The Doctor and Carrot Top, she waved and smiled at Written and Dinky.

“So, you two managed to stop “traveling” long enough to spend some time in little old Ponyville with us, huh?” Carrot Top said teasingly.

“Trust me, I wanted to be back sooner, but we got a little lost,” apologized Ditzy. She felt a little embarrassed that she had been basically neglecting her friend all this time, but at least Carrot Top kept her secret of traveling time and space with The Doctor. Not any other secret, though, as would soon be quite evident.

“Nice seeing you again, too Mrs. Harvest, Mr. Script,” The Doctor completely missed the quip at him and erred on the side of politeness instead.

“So, you two managed to arrive in time for Hearts and Hooves Day. Does that mean that you and Ditzy are finally toge-”

“Carrot Top-” Ditzy quickly shoved a cherry flavored gummy heart into Carrot’s mouth “-aren’t these chewy hearts good? Here, have another one!” She put another heart into Carrot Top’s hoof, ignoring the look that her friend was giving her. Carrot Top had guessed Ditzy’s feelings for The Doctor long before now, but this was going too far! Carrot Top had managed to chew the unexpected candy and swallow before speaking again, in quieter tones as the curtains were just being opened for the play.

“So, when are you going to tell him? You can’t hide this from him forever, Ditzy, honey. I hate seeing you this hurt, like some kicked puppy.” Carrot Top really did care for her friend.

“Carrot, I told you I can’t. You know he’s not from around here, and I don’t want to hurt him in case he has to go back. Please, just let me make it through this day, okay?” The plea hung in the air around the two mares a few moments before Carrot Top nodded her head in agreement. She would respect her friends wishes, but not for much longer.

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“That was a marvelous play! Sad ending, but that is how some of the best love stories end, like Romeo and Juliet,” said The Doctor, seemingly pleased by the performance.

“Yea, I guess so. Wish they could have broken that spell earlier though, their kingdoms nearly fell because of that poison. If somepony had realized sooner, then they could have lived happily every after,” Ditzy said, while wiping a tear from her eye.

“Like some other ponies I know. Ponies who deserve a happily ever after,” Carrot Top spoke in her hinting, flirtatious tone while bumping Ditzy. Ditzy blushed hotly while Doctor looked anywhere but at Carrot Top. Ditzy looked at her friend from the corner of her good eye to see Written Script whispering in his wife’s ear. She seemed to understand, nodded acknowledgment, and waved at Written Script and Dinky as they wandered off. Ditzy wondered where they were going, but didn’t have to wait long to find out. “Written went with Dinky to play some games. Where did you guys want to go next? Hayride of Love maybe?” Ditzy nearly fell over her own hooves and The Doctor coughed as if he were choking.

“Um, I think not this time. At least not right now. What else is there to do here?” The Doctor recovered first and managed to speak.

“Well, there is the kissing booth, games with prizes to win to give to somepony special, a romantic picnic spot set aside for those who attend the festival. Also there is a hedge maze with little secluded spots. Um, let’s see, what else... Oh, and the gazebo has been decorated for the day. We should go see the flower garden around it, Pinkie and the other ponies did really good this year with the flowers!” The more Carrot Top talked, the redder Ditzy got, until she felt ready to pass out. Why did she agree to come here again?

“Uh, The gazebo sounds nice, doesn’t it Ditzy? Um, Ms. Ditzy, are you alright?” The concern in The Doctor’s voice broke through the haze Ditzy’s brain had been spiraling toward. She shook her head and managed a smile.

“Y-yes, that sounds safe enough. I mean, nice, it sounds nice enough!” She recovered quickly, but not quickly enough for Carrot Top to not notice. Ditzy and The Doctor followed Carrot Top to the gazebo, but it looked like somepony else had gotten there first. Ms. Cheerilee and Big Macintosh seemed to be enjoying a picnic under the eve of the gazebo. All three ponies blushed and turned back around, giving them their privacy.

“W-well, um, looks like the gazebo is off limits for now. How about a few games?” Carrot Top started to head back in the direction her family had walked in with The Doctor and Ditzy blushing hotly behind, and neither looking at each other.

It wasn’t long before they reached the first set of games. Written Script and Dinky were playing a game where Dinky had to catch a toy fish with a plastic fishing pole. Carrot Top, deciding she had teased her friends long enough, bid them a fun and “festive” day and ran to Dinky just as she caught a fish. Both Written Script and Carrot Top nuzzled their filly as she received her prize. Ditzy watched the interaction and sighed sadly. What she saw next made her blush and feel slightly jealous. Written Script and Carrot Top each placed a hoof on Dinky, still grinning wide from her win, and nuzzled each other. Ditzy reacted before she could stop herself. She hung her head low, turned, and headed out of the games area. It took The Doctor only a few seconds to realize that Ditzy was no longer at his side, and he trotted after her, quickly catching up.

“Ms. Ditzy, are you okay? We don’t have to stay, I can learn more later if this event makes you this sad. I don’t like seeing you like this. Can’t you tell me what’s wrong?” His voice was so soft, so concerned. Ditzy had done this to herself, coming here with him, how could she ever tell him what was wrong? She couldn’t admit it, she just couldn’t. He reached over, his need to help overpowering his better judgment, and put a hoof around her shoulders. She froze. What was he trying to do, make her confess? “Please, if I can help, let me.” She closed her eyes tightly, to fight the tears.

“You.... You can’t, Doctor. You just, can’t. It’s not something for you to worry about, please. I’ll head back to the TARDIS, I’m suddenly not feeling very well. Go enjoy yourself, and I’ll see you later,” she said that she was leaving, but couldn’t move. It was a rare time that The Doctor openly touched her, and with his warm hoof around her, she didn’t want to leave. With her head still down, she couldn’t hold them back anymore, a single tear, sliding down her cheek to drop on the dirt at her hooves. She should tell him, and let the rest happen. At least the pain of rejection couldn’t be as bad as hiding feelings this strong. She didn’t know if he couldn't see her crying, or simply chose to ignore it, but he did understand that Ditzy needed to rest and gather herself.

“Come on, I can study this anytime, time machine and all that. Let’s go sit by the gazebo, it seems to be empty now.” He walked on three legs, and one around her back, toward the gazebo. Big Mac and Cheerilee left their picnic mostly untouched, with some half-full punch glasses on a blanket. Neither noticed them as they sat on the benches, The Doctor waited for Ditzy to speak. Ditzy inhaled a deep, calming breath, and decided what she would have to do; Lie.

“Doctor, there is somepony I care for... very much. I have for a while now, but I’m afraid I’m not good enough for him. He’s so important and I’m just, well me,” ‘half truths are better then whole lies, right?’ Ditzy thought. She wasn’t watching the Doctor, but if she were she would have seen the hint of sadness in his eyes.

“Ditzy, I-I had no idea I was taking you away from someone you care for so deeply. I’m sorry. If you want, I can try to travel for a while, alone, so you can be with him. You know, spend some quality time and-” As he spoke, Ditzy started to panic. She knew he would not guess who she cared for, but now he was trying to leave her, and that was worse! She couldn’t imagine her life without him, and now he was offering to leave her behind for this “other pony”.

“Doctor, no! Please, no, I don’t want to stop traveling with you. This stallion hardly knows I exist, much less have any stronger feelings for me then friendship. It just hurts, being surrounded by all these happy ponies and I’m...” She trailed off, for fear of her voice cracking, and she covered her face with her hooves.

“Oh Ms. Ditzy, I can understand this sadness. I truly can. If there is anything I can do to help, please tell me. Who is this stallion, maybe I can talk to him for you. Tell him how kind you are, and sweet, gentle and warm, caring and pretty, and-” he stopped. Ditzy’s eyes widened with shock. She hadn’t been looking at him, but now she slowly turned to face him. He had been reaching out to touch her cheek, obviously not paying much attention to what he was saying judging from the blush on his cheeks and ears. He thought she was pretty? He looked to the side, dropping his hoof to the bench and tucking his ears back to try and hide them. He hopped off the bench, fully turned away from her before he managed to speak again. “For a pony, I mean. I suppose you’d be pretty, not sure why any stallion wouldn’t think so too. Just give him a chance, he’ll come around, I’m sure. Let’s head back to the TARDIS, we can leave this all behind us.”

“But, Doctor, I don’t think you can talk to him. He’s not from around here, he only visits from time to time and he’s not here right now. But it’s okay, I’ll be alright. Let’s go back,” she gave a weak smile to The Doctor’s back. He tried to make her feel better, but the more he talked, the more it hurt.

“Well, this is a sad state to leave a picnic in, isn’t it? I am a bit thirsty, let’s have some of this punch before we head back, yes?” The Doctor reached down and grabbed the half-full glass of punch and drank it in one gulp. He licked his lips, the action sent a chill through Ditzy. What she wouldn't give to be able to kiss those lips right now. “A bit tart, but not bad, would you like some-... Ditzy?” He turned to look at her, and their eyes met. Ditzy felt her cheeks heat up, and saw The Doctor blush too. Something had changed in the Doctor’s eyes, like some part of him shifted slightly.

“Doctor, are you okay? You look kind of, off.” What was that glint in his eyes? He strode purposely back over to her, never breaking eye contact with her. They were nearly touching muzzles when he stopped. “Doc-Doctor?”

“Ms. Ditzy, whoever that stallion is, the one you like, I have some bad news for him. If he won’t notice you and take you out on a date, then I will.”

“Wha-what?! Doctor, what are you saying?”

“What am I saying? I’m saying a care for you, Ditzy. Will you be my very special somepony?”

“Wha! Doctor, I don’t understand, what’s gotten into to you.” Ditzy dodged around him, she sniffed the cup the punch came from. It didn’t smell like any punch she had ever tried before. Before she could try some, Applebloom ran up with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, looking panicked. “Girls, are you okay? You look like you're in a rush, everything alright?”

“Yes, fine, just here to pick up our love poison-I mean punch! Our fruit punch!” Sweetie Bell stammered a little too loudly. Ditzy looked at the girls quickly clearing the picnic supplies, a shock of realization struck her. A love poison. The Doctor drank a love poison, just like in the performance! Ditzy went to ask the girls how to break the spell, but they were gone before she could ask. The Doctor, meanwhile, was playing with Ditzy’s tail, flicking it with his hoof. She turned quickly, blushing suddenly.

“Doctor, you have to snap out of this! Your not being yourself, you're under a spell! Please, this isn’t you!” Ditzy had finally gotten what she wanted, but she didn’t want it like this. Not like this.

Author's Note

Sorry if this story feels a little broken. It was written in parts at different times, and I will adjust it as needed as soon as I have time. Enjoy it for now!

Like a Dream

Ditzy had to figure out a way to solve this, and fast! This was worse then that story with the prince and princess. While a kingdom wouldn’t fall, who knew what could? All of time and space could collapse in on itself if not for The Doctor. Wait, the story! The story said that all she had to do was break eye contact for one full hour and the poison would lose its effect. She looked at The Doctor with a smile on her face, she knew how to solve this now. But her smile quickly faded. This poison, while seemingly having the same love affect, didn’t have the same staring-into-each-others-eyes effect. He was not staring at her right now, he was still playing with that butterfly. He glanced at her with those striking blue eyes, smiled, and waved.

“Doctor, we need to get you some help. You’ve been poisoned by that punch you drank and we have to find a way to reverse it!”

“Oh, Ditzy, I feel fine, really now. Come on, let’s go play some games and I’ll win you something,” he spoke as if he knew he would win. He walked over to her, grabbed her hoof, and started to lead her back toward the games area.

“Doctor, we need to go back to the TARDIS, maybe she can help you get rid of this poison!” Ditzy tried desperately to pull him back toward the TARDIS. The Time And Relative Dimension In Space would surely have something to cure him and bring him back to himself, it had to. But The Doctor, being an earth pony, was much stronger then her. While he didn’t hurt her, he surely wasn’t swaying from his course through the festival. He suddenly stopped and turned toward her, his eyes staring right into hers, imploring her to understand.

“Ditzy, my very special somepony, have I ever lied to you? No, I haven’t, and I’m telling you here and now that I’m fine. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize my feelings for you, and yours toward me, but everything is clear now. You were talking about me when you mentioned the stallion who “didn’t know you existed”. I’m so sorry I put you through so much pain on my behalf, but now I’m going to make it better. Please, let me try?” He looked ready to cry. The hurt in his voice, that deep sadness in his eyes. Maybe he was right. Maybe the poison didn’t affect him like she thought and he would be fine on his own. He wasn’t from this universe, so she couldn’t know for sure. Her eyes softened and she smiled.

“Okay Doctor. I admit you haven’t lied to me, not ever. If you say you’re fine, then I believe you. Let’s go have some fun, my very special somepony!” She beamed at him, unable to control her happiness. His face immediately brightened, his muzzle pulling into a smile as well, as they continued back to the games.

Once they reached the games, the rows of stalls were less crowded then before. It was shortly after noon, according to the big clock at the center of town, so most ponies were having picnics. Some could even be seen from where they stood, sitting around baskets of food over in the decorated part of the park.

“Are you hungry, my dear? We could get some food before heading over to the games?” The Doctor asked, looking at Ditzy.

“No, I’m fine for now. Besides, it’s too crowded over there right now, we’d never find a good spot. I can wait if you can, Doctor,” she said as she looked at him. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, turned to face her completely, and smiled sweetly at her. Seeing The Doctor’s face, with a sweet, sensual smile made Ditzy’s heart melt. She truly loved this stallion with all her heart. But with this love, she felt a twinge of guilt. He drank that poison, it could still be affecting him, it most likely was and here she was taking advantage of it. Could she really do this? Wouldn’t that be like betraying his trust in her by not getting him the help he needed? ‘No, he said he was fine. If he’s fine then I must believe him, he wouldn’t lie to me. He’s so smart, too. He would know if something was wrong,’ she thought to herself.

They arrived at the first few stalls and looked around at the games. There were all sorts of carnival games for ponies of all ages. They started to walk down the stands, stopping now and then to watch ponies play the games there. They stopped at a water gun game with two ponies in front of it, waiting for a third to join in.

“Anypony want try and win a prize for their special somepony? We need one more to start the bunny race! You there, why don’t you try and win the lovely mare a prize?” The pony behind the booth pointed at The Doctor. He stepped up, stood on his hind legs, and paid the bits needed to play. Ditzy stood a little ways behind him as the other ponies prepared themselves. “Alright, I’ll tell you the rules and how to play! You play by pressing the button on the water gun and holding it down to make the bunny race for the carrots on the board. First to reach the carrots wins a large prize, second wins a small, anything else loses. Only rule is to not interrupt any other player to try to win, makes you lose by default. Ready? Set! GO!” An alarm bell rang and two of the bunnies started to slowly move forward as the other two ponies pressed their buttons. The Doctor sat there a few seconds, and Ditzy wondered what he was doing.

“Doctor, push the button or you’ll lose!” she told him, but he just smiled.

“Don’t worry, my dear Ditzy. Watch this!” With that, The Doctor grabbed his sonic screwdriver, pressed it against the water gun, and activated the sonic. After a few milliseconds of sonic-ing the gun, he pushed the button hard on the shooter. His rabbit lurched forward, faster then the others and reached the pile of carrots on the race track first. Alarms bells went off again and Ditzy was shocked. The Doctor had cheated to win! He was definitely different. “Hah ha! First prize! Take you pick, my dear!”

“Um...” Ditzy looked up at the different stuffed prizes, searching for one she liked. She finally stopped at a large Princess Luna plushie. The stuffed toy itself was about half the size of Ditzy herself, but she liked Luna. “That one! Princess Luna!”

“A fine choice, Miss! Here you go!” The game pony gave her the plush with a smile. Ditzy and The Doctor thanked the gentlecolt, and left the stand to allow more ponies in.

“A nice choice indeed, they even got her mane pretty close to the real thing. All those sparkily stars!” The Doctor walked around, admiring the plush resting on Ditzy’s back. He moved his hoof to touch Luna’s mane, and brushed Ditzy’s wing, causing her to shiver. The Doctor noticed this, and looked at her with concern. “Are you okay? You’re not getting cold are you? I can put my hoof around you to keep you warm.”

“No, Doctor, I’m fine. You just brushed my wings, that’s all. They’re just sensitive, remember?” Ditzy reminded him. He’d always been careful about not touching them after last time. He’d been asking her questions about pegasi wing care and inadvertently ruffled some primaries the wrong way, causing her to shout out in pain. He’d been careful ever since to either not touch or ask first, but this was different. His touch did not hurt at all. Instead it felt good, very good. So good, it caused her cheeks to heat and warmth to spread through her body. She smiled shyly and motioned to continue down the path.

“Right, sensitive, sorry. It didn’t hurt, did it? I never want to hurt you, Ms. Ditzy. Never again,” he spoke, sternly. It made Ditzy smile.

“It didn’t hurt, Doctor. It just surprised me, it kind of felt nice,” she assured him.

“Really? Felt nice? Hmm, I’ll have to remember that,” he said as if cataloging books. She rolled her eyes and continued walking.

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It was nearly sunset before Ditzy finally managed to get The Doctor back home and to the TARDIS. They ended up having a nice, quiet day after all. Something that was increasingly unusual when traveling with The Doctor. After a nice picnic lunch under some cherry blossom trees in the park, a smooth Hayride of Love, and a few more prizes won (without cheating) Ditzy made dinner for them both at her house. It was just a simple dish, one Ditzy had made before, but The Doctor made it seem like a three-course gourmet meal. She had enjoyed this day, but his doting on her was so out of his normal thing it was starting to get tiring.

When she finally got back into the TARDIS, she was too tired to do much of anything else but go to her room and go to bed. Until she realized that The Doctor was following her. “Um, Doctor? Aren’t you going to your room?”

“Oh, yes! Well, um... I’ll be honest with you, Ditzy; I’ve never liked sleeping alone. I’ve been alone before, but I’ve always been too busy to notice just how alone I truly am. My planet, my entire race, all my previous companions... all of them, gone. Almost a thousand years of loss, Ditzy, can you even imagine? The only constant is me. Always me. Always alone,” he said, fighting back tears. Ditzy felt her own eyes burn with unshed tears. She closed her eyes and nodded to him.

“Doctor, I can’t begin to imagine all the pain you’ve been through, even though its not hidden all that well... from me at least. If you want to, you can sleep in my bed with me tonight. I won’t leave you alone, Doctor. As long as you want me at your side, I’ll be there,” she spoke through her tight throat and blurring vision. But her vision was clear enough to see the sheer joy on The Doctor’s face as he wrapped his hooves around her, holding her close. He had never hugged her this hard before, but she enjoyed it very much, so she hugged him just as hard. They walked into her room together, side by side, and climbed into bed to sleep.

At some point in the night, The Doctor had rolled over to face Ditzy’s back. Ditzy, feeling the odd movement, even through her sleep, woke slowly to a heaviness around her wings. It was The Doctor’s foreleg laying across her, effectively pinning her to the bed with his muzzle buried in her mane. Ditzy lay there, frozen, unsure of what to do in order to get him to roll back over. She tried shifting her weight slightly, to urge him to move over without waking him, but it had the opposite effect. It only caused him to hold her closer and tighter, and something she hadn’t forseen. He started to nuzzle her soft, feathery wings. His breath was warm as it followed her feathers to the sensitive skin beneath, the sensation causing her to blush hotly.

“D-Doctor,” she pleaded quietly. “Please, roll over.” He didn’t wake, but instead continued to nuzzle her wings, as if searching for something. And then, she felt it. The excitement that sometimes came over her when she looked at The Doctor. That excitement always lead to the same effect, no matter how hard she fought it. Her wings were about to pomf, a condition very similar to a stallion’s erection, but specific to pegasi. She tried to stop herself, but he just kept going and she couldn’t stop herself. Just as The Doctor nuzzled his way under her wing, Ditzy moaned quietly and her wings flared out, taunt and straight as they could, considering she was laying on one. If it wasn’t bad enough that she had pomfed, she also did so right in The Doctor’s face, causing him to wake up. He moaned as he shook his head to get feathers out of his face, Ditzy was mortified.

“Ms. Ditzy? Is everything okay? I’m sorry I must have dozed off, I didn’t mean to... wait, what happened to your wings? Are they alright, they seem to be having some kind of spasm. Do you need me to massage them to relax them? I promise to be gentle,” he said sleepily and started to rub them with his hooves. This caused Ditzy to moan with pleasure, biting her lip in a vain attempt to stifle the noise. The Doctor heard her quiet moan, but took it as pain and stopped immediately. “I-I’m sorry, Ditzy. Tell me what I can do to help you. Why are your wings like this, I’ve seen it before, but you never told me why.”

“Just... don’t touch them! I told you before... they are sensitive!”

“Yes, I understand that much. Easily pained and easily plea-... pleased? Did that feel good, Ditzy?” He craned his head and tried to look at her, but she hid her face and her blush from him. “It did, didn’t it? That’s what you’ve always meant by ‘sensitive’, like when men get a hard on! Yes, I understand now, oh Ditzy I’m so sorry. If you want me to leave so you can calm down, I will.” She didn’t need to look to feel that he was getting out of her bed to leave her. He didn’t realize just how aroused she was right now from the attention he’d unknowingly given her. This was stronger then any other time, and wouldn’t just “calm down”, but how to make him realize that. She swallowed hard, trying to clear her throat of the lump that had formed there.

“Doctor, please,” was all Ditzy could manage. Just his name and a plea, torn from her soul after such a long time of suppressing her emotions. So long denying them, and even longer pretending that she could continue playing his faithful companion. Well, now she needed him in a way that she had never needed any pony before, and she hoped that would help her. He stopped at the foot of the bed and looked at her, really looked at her and understood. Somehow, from those two words, he managed to understand what she wanted, no, needed. He walked slowly over to her side of the bed, brought his hoof cautiously up under her muzzle, kissed her lips, and Ditzy’s world exploded.

Sheer joy coursed through her veins, slowly turning to warmth, as the simple kiss deepened. Ditzy opened her lips and licked his to act as an open invitation. He responded, opening his lips to her and their tongues met, each exploring the other’s mouth only to wrestle for space a moment later. Without breaking the kiss, Ditzy managed to scoot back into the bed to allow The Doctor to slide in front of her. They wrapped their forelegs around each other, holding themselves close. The Doctor was the first to break the kiss for a breath, his eyes slightly glazed from his arousal. Ditzy’s criss-cross eyes were glazed a little too, but she was smiling. Her first kiss with The Doctor was just as she had imagined it to be.

“Ditzy, are you sure you want this? I don’t want to hurt you, and please tell me if I do, because I will stop at any-” Ditzy put a hoof to the Doctor’s lips to silence him. It worked flawlessly.

“Doctor, I love you, and I want to be with you, always.”

“Alright then, if you are sure... I will make our first time together wonderful, I promise. And I never lie,” he smiled at the last word, and with a speed belying his age and weight, he shifted behind Ditzy. She was just about to look back at him when she felt his muzzle buried in her still-pomfed wings. As sensitized as they already were, further attention made them stiffen fully as she rolled on her stomach in an attempt at easing the ache he caused in her partly-folded wing. Instead of easing the ache, she gave The Doctor just what he wanted; access to both her wings. As he nuzzled one wing, he stroked the other gently with his hoof, switching now and then. Ditzy gasped and arched her back as the feeling of what he was already doing doubled. She moaned his name into her pillow as the warmth spread through her body. A thought crossed The Doctor’s mind and he decided to start nibbling her feathers, starting with the primaries and working his way down.

Ditzy was all sensation as The Doctor nibbled his way slowly down her wing. She managed to open her eye and look over her shoulder to see him. He was watching her face for reaction, his blue eyes hazy with his love for her. As he neared the joint where her wings met her back, he managed to nip skin instead of feather causing her to cry out in pleasure. The Doctor stopped for a moment, to make sure he hadn’t hurt his companion and, after a nod from her, continued the gentle nips of her feathers. Ditzy had been aware enough to know The Doctor was aroused, but she was unsure as to how much so until his hardened stallionhood poked her rump. Just that slight touch caused The Doctor to moan softly, and she saw him close his eyes for a moment and simply feel.

“Oh Doctor, my Doctor. Please stop teasing me,” she crooned as she wiggled her rump a little. Her movement caused his hardened member to rub along her opening, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. She felt some of his weight lift off of her, and she prepared herself to be taken by her Doctor, but what she got was not what she expected. Her body shook with sensation beyond anything she had yet experienced as he started to lick her outer marehood. “D-Doc-Doctor... Please... I-I can’t... Take much more... Aaaaah!” The warmth that had almost quietly been building all this time finally settled deep in her lower abdomen. Almost like a buzzing, whirling sensation that drove her up, and up, and up. Higher and higher until she finally shattered, breaking through and peaking in her orgasm. Ditzy’s whole body shook as she cried out his name in climax, unable think of anything else except for him. During her orgasm, The Doctor had closed his eyes and slowed his tongue, enjoying the knowledge that he had brought such happiness to the mare who brought him such happiness everyday. He wanted her to feel this climax before he went any further, knowing she was a virgin and that him entering her would most likely hurt.

“Alright Ditzy, I’m going to take this slowly, alright?” He asked cautiously. Ditzy, still reeling from her climax, could only nod that she understood. “Okay then, here we go,” he said as he positioned himself just outside her slit. He gently pressed his tip inside, and stopped at Ditzy’s gasp of surprise. She hadn’t realized the size of him, and she felt the pull of her marehood’s tightness.

“I-I’m okay. Keep going,” she managed. Whether she meant to reassure him or herself, she couldn’t tell at that point. She more felt his approval then saw it, as he slowly pushed himself deeper into her until he stopped again. She didn’t understand why he stopped again, it was starting to feel good, but she didn’t have long to wonder. The Doctor closed his eyes, expecting the worse but hoping for the best as he thrust hard into her and felt her virginity break. The sharp twinge of pain surprised Ditzy, causing her to whimper softly. She kept telling herself to breath through the pain, that it would subside, and soon it did. The Doctor waited, though he wanted badly to thrust into her again, he waited for her. When he thought the pain had gone, he stroked her flank.

“Ditzy? I’m going to start moving now, are you ready?” His concern for her was evident in his voice and all over his face.

“Y-yes, Doctor. The pain is gone, I’m okay now,” she said, though not entirely sure if it was true. As he started to move again, pulling out to prepare to thrust in again, she realized the worst was over. The Doctor thrust into her, a little softer then before, and got a welcome moan of pleasure from Ditzy, making him smile. So he started a rhythm of in’s and out’s, keeping a steady pace and even force until, after a few minutes, Ditzy started to match him push for thrust. She wanted him to enjoy himself too, and not do all the work by himself, so Ditzy tried to help the only way she could. The Doctor groaned, and quickened his pace slightly, Ditzy speeding up to match him again. It didn’t take long for Ditzy to discover that the harder they went, the deeper he went, and the better it felt. The Doctor’s breathing became heavier as he felt his own climax building. He knew Ditzy was close too, judging from her quickened breathing and slightly eradicate thrusts, so he decided quickly on one last thing to make this her best experience yet. “D-Doctor, I’m about-to go...again!” Ditzy managed to cry out, craning her neck back as her body built up in pleasure again. The Doctor had one thing to ask, before he continued with his plan.

“I am about to climax as well, do you want me to stop?” He slowed his pace enough that he could hold himself back if he had to. It seemed like forever to him, waiting for her response, but mere seconds had passed before her answer came.

“No, Doctor. Don’t stop. I want you, please!” She cried, feeling her built up climax start to fade. He started to protest again, but she cut him off. “My heat cycle was last week, it’ll be fine.”

“Ah, so that’s what that alluring scent was. I’ll remember that for later...” with little other words, The Doctor picked up his pace again, leaning over to nip her wings again, sending Ditzy into her second climax this one stronger then the last. Feeling her climax around him caused The Doctor to go as well, calling out her name as he filled her with his stallionhood and his come in a final thrust of his flanks.

When both their climaxes and energy were spent, they collapsed to the bed together, entangled in each other’s hooves. Both mare and stallion were out of breath and exhausted, in a way neither had truly been before. As Ditzy lay there, next to her Doctor, she smiled at him and kissed the tip of his muzzle.

“I love you, Doctor. My Doctor,” as she nuzzled herself under his chin, he kissed her forehead.

“And I love you, Ditzy. My Ditzy,” spoken in a soft whisper, as Ditzy fell asleep. Those same words echoed in The Doctor’s mind as he drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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Sunrise seemed to come too early for Ditzy as her alarm went off next to her bed. She blinked and hit it with her wing, which hurt strangely. Then, like a tidal wave, the events of yesterday came flooding back. Hearts and Hooves Day, The Doctor, the love poison, the festival, and then last night. She opened her eyes wide in shock as she saw The Doctor still in bed next to her. It wasn’t a dream, it had really happened! Her first time with anypony was The Doctor and it was wonderful. He was so kind and caring and considerate... She hoped it would always be like that with them, that is if there ever was a next time. Ditzy tried to get out of bed, but she felt a wetness under the covers, around her flank. When she tossed the covers aside, she knew why they were wet. The Doctor’s climax had not stayed inside her, and had leaked out. She felt embarrassed as she climbed out of bed to go find a towel to clean up. As she quietly slipped out of the room, The Doctor woke slowly, rubbing his head.

“Well, that was a splendid dream, now wasn’t it? But how will I face Ms. Ditzy today with that rolling about in my head. This is going to be an awkward day toda-wait a minute. I’m in Ditzy’s room. Why am I in Ditzy’s room? And why does my head ache so badly?” As he tried to figure things out, he got out of bed and walked around to the alarm clock to check the time. “Hmm, time for Ditzy to head into work. Ah well, it’ll be fine. Maybe I drank too much and passed out in her bed instead of mine and she’s in mine instead of hers. Wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened to somepony, right? I’ll just check my room and- hold on a tick, what’s that? This wetness in the bed... Did-did I do that? Oh no, I must change these before Ms. Ditzy gets in here and... Wait, the door is open. I am missing something here, and I just can’t figure out what it is I am missing. Ballocks, I hate being this scatter brained sometimes.” He walked to the door to see Ditzy walking up the hallway with a towel. Both froze where they were as they took each other in. The Doctor was the first to snap out of it. “Ms. Ditzy! Uh-Hi! Sorry about sleeping in your bed last night, not sure what came over me, must have been the salt or something I ate. Terribly sorry if I put you out at all,” he rambled, apologetically.

“Um, Doctor, its alright, really. It wasn’t just you after all I mean... Wait, what do you remember about yesterday?” Ditzy asked, warily.

“Well, not much, I know we saw that performance on Hearts and Hooves day and we walked with Carrot Top. Other then that, it’s all a blur. I did have an -uh- interesting dream, I’m afraid. Have quite a headache today too. Don’t worry about it, just had a small accident and I’ll clean it up and change your sheets. Now, you have work today, yes?” He had no idea that the ‘dream’ he had was not a dream at all. Everything after he drank the poison yesterday wasn’t real to him.

“A dream, Doctor? You had a-a dream?”

“Yes, a dream. Just a very vivid one, and I do apologize again for the inconvenience. Why do you ask?” He cocked his head to one side, curious about her reaction. Ditzy felt like she was going to cry, or faint, or run. Running seemed the best option, but her hooves wouldn’t move right. She dropped the towel and turned, falling down instead of running away. Doctor rushed to her side, to make sure she was okay but Ditzy pushed him away. A dream? A dream?! The only thing running through Ditzy’s mind was, ‘Please, just let this be a dream!’

Author's Note

Part two, as requested! Chapter three might take me a couple more days, just so everyone knows!

Realization

“Ms. Ditzy, are you okay? You seem to have tripped, you’re not hurt are you?” The Doctor’s eyes showed concern, he leaned over to Ditzy to touch her shoulder. She backed away like he’d burned her, hurt shone in her eyes. “Ditzy?”

“I-I’m fine! I mean, everything is fine. I don’t mind, I needed new sheets soon anyway. Just let me inside my closet so I can get ready for work,” she almost yelled. ‘A dream? All of last night, all those sweet things he said and did, all those things he made me feel... A dream to him?’ She tried to get control of herself as she stood, but she still ached from what they had done. She walked slowly, in an attempt to ease her discomfort, back into her room to get ready. But The Doctor had other ideas, as he followed her back through her still open doorway, glancing at the bed before watching his companion.

“Are you sure? You seem to be walking a bit funny this morning. Did you hurt yourself yesterday? Maybe you should stay here today and I can take care of you while you rest. Or maybe we can go to the doctor’s, well a doctor of medicine, not me so-”

“I said I’m fine, really. I just bumped into something yesterday and sprained something. I’ll be fine to fly, if I haven’t already been fired. Look, just give me a few minutes then you can come in, okay?” She plastered the brightest smile she could muster at him from over her shoulder. As the blush spread slightly over his cheeks and the concern in his eyes washed away, she knew she was in the clear... and the thought nearly shattered her all over.

“Alright, I’ll let you get ready in peace. I hope everything is alright at work, and have a good day alright? I’ll take care of things here and prepare for our next trip, okay?” He said as he turned and headed back outside, closing the door behind him. Once she was sure he would not come in, she flew quickly back to the door, locked it, and collapsed into body-shaking sobs.

Everything, nearly the whole day, a dream. If he thought it was a dream, and she knew it wasn’t, how long could she pretend it wasn’t? It was hard enough hiding her feelings from him, but now this?! They had made love, her first time ever, and he didn’t remember a single, blissful minute of it! He would forget everything soon enough as just a ‘happy dream’ and she would forever be changed by it. She brought this on herself by not listening to her own instincts and getting him the help he clearly needed yesterday. Had she, maybe none of this would have happened. But an even bigger question then ‘what if’ was, ‘what now’? How could she possibly simply continue to be his companion when, with every glance in his direction, she would be reliving that night? She didn’t think she was strong enough to do that, she couldn’t! Could she? Whatever she did, she couldn’t do it here, not with him so close. She had to get out of here; the TARDIS, her room, just out! She got up too quickly, wincing at the sudden movement, threw her saddle bag over her back and heading for her door. Before opening it, she stopped at her mirror and looked at herself, shocked by the pony looking back.

Her mane and tail were a mess, ruffled from the events of last night. Her mixed-up eyes were red rimmed from all the tears she’d shed. She looked like a mare she had tried to help once who had just broken up with her coltfriend. The thought almost brought her to tears again. She looked like she was recovering from a break up, and in a way it was true. She would not be able to admit to The Doctor that it wasn’t a dream to him, that it was real and she loved him for it. He brought such joy just being with her, that she would break her own heart to pieces before hurting him. With a sad sigh, she took a brush from her vanity and began trying to tame the mass of tangles in her mane. After several minutes of brushing, she thought she looked presentable enough to walk outside. Her eyes, however, were unavoidable. She just couldn’t meet his eyes until she left, and she prayed he wouldn’t ask any questions. She forced herself to not look at her bed as she turned away from it and walked out her bedroom door. She left it open a crack to allow The Doctor to walk inside and “clean up” then headed to the kitchen.

The Doctor was already there, making breakfast for himself, but he turned toward Ditzy when she entered. “Good morning! I know I didn’t say it before, so I’m saying it now! Your breakfast is all ready for you, I got you your favorite muffins; chocolate chip!” He grinned broadly at her, trying to ease the mood from earlier. Ditzy gathered herself, and smiled at him.

“I’m alright, thank you. I’ll just get something at work, I’m late enough as it is and I didn’t go in at all yesterday, so I’ll see you later Doctor. I’ll be back once my shift is over, okay?” She was glad her voice didn’t crack and that she didn’t stumble, as weak as she felt. A sadness crossed The Doctor’s features, but was gone quickly with a head shake and a smile.

“Alright then, see you when you get back!” Unable to take anymore of his cheerfulness, she nearly ran to the door of the TARDIS and left, leaving The Doctor to wonder what had happened to his companion. He placed the plate he had been holding with Ditzy’s muffin on the counter and walked to her bedroom to change the sheets.

He just couldn’t understand it, he usually had such control over this type of thing. This dream he had last night, it felt very real but many of his dreams were like that, especially the scary ones. What had happened yesterday that caused this, he had to figure out. This kind of thing couldn’t keep happening to him, these “wet dreams”, he hadn’t had since childhood, all those hundreds of years ago. Vivid dreams were normal for Timelords who saw every moment in time and space, but this was just ridiculous. As he entered her room and walked to the bed, he realized something. The moisture on the bed was on the wrong side. He was on the left side, but the mess was on the right? He shrugged it off as odd, but not overly so as he tended to roll around in bed.

He started to pull the comforter and flat sheets off the bed in order to get to the fitted one beneath, but as he pulled the sheets down he smelled something. Yes, his own scent was there, but there was another as well. It smelled sweeter, a sweetness he couldn’t quite put his hoof on, like nothing he’d ever smelled. He got closer to the fluids already absorbed into the sheets and took a better sniff, he even gave a quick lick to try and make sense of it. Yes, his come was definitely there, but so was another’s. This one tasted of testosterone, adrenaline, and...

“Estrogen. Yes, this is a mix of my fluids with a females, a mare’s. But I haven’t let anyone else on the TARDIS for a long time, and I’d certainly know if anyone other than Ditzy had been on board. But how could this have gotten-” and the realization hit him like a train wreck. He hadn’t let any other mare on board but Ditzy, so that only meant that this was Ditzy’s fluids! It had to be, there was no other explanation that made any kind of rational sense. With one problem solved, another needed to be answered. He left the bed as it was, ran out the door and down the hall to his own room. He threw the door open and saw that his bed was untouched. Not just folded, but folded his special way. Ditzy had not slept in this bed last night. It felt like someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over The Doctor.

“Ditzy... What did I do? What did I do to you?” Was the last coherent thought he could bring to mind before running out the door again. He had to find Ditzy, he had to know the truth. Had everything been a dream, or had it been real? Had he maybe raped her in some kind of haze caused by whatever he had ingested yesterday. Once he found her, he would ask her, make her tell him if he’d hurt her. He couldn’t bear it if he’d hurt her, he never wanted to hurt her. He cared too strongly for her to ever think it. A realization hit him as he threw open the TARDIS doors; he truly did care strongly for her. Stronger then he had for anyone in a long time. He loved her. That’s why he was so panicked now, so frantic to find her and make sure she was safe and unharmed. He remembered how she was walking this morning, only moments ago, and everything clicked together further. They had sex, or mated or whatever the term was for it here, and he felt like kicking himself, if he had the ability. He closed the door to the TARDIS and ran for the front door to the house. He would find her, he had to make sure she was alright. He couldn’t lose her, not because of his stupidity. Not because of him.

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Ditzy had arrived to the mail depot only to be told she was let go last week because she didn’t show up at work, so she found no solace here from her problems. So she tried the only place she could think to go next, Carrot Top’s house. She flew slowly toward Sweet Apple Acres, and found her friend among her carrots, weeding them. She landed gently next to her friend, and smiled softly.

“Hi Carrot Top. Um, can I talk to you for a minute?” She asked cautiously.

“Sure Ditzy, what’s up? Did you have a good day yesterday? That Doctor of yours sure seemed to come around pretty quickly after I saw you two last. Have a good night? You look like you barely slept a wink, must’ve been good!” Carrot Top laughed teasingly at her friend, but the laughter faded quickly when she got a closer look at her friend. “I’m sorry, Ditzy, I didn’t mean to upset you. Look, I’ll stop teasing you so much, okay?”

“Oh Carrot Top, something horrible happened and I don’t know what to do!” Ditzy tried to fight the tears back, but they were in her cracking voice. It didn’t take long for them to start to fall, and Carrot Top wrapped her friend in a hug and spoke softly to her.

“Now, now, dear just calm down. Tell me what happened and we’ll work it out together alright? Let’s go inside my house and we’ll talk there, okay?” Carrot Top helped Ditzy walk into the house she rented from the Apple’s, right on their farm, so she could tend the carrot fields there. Once Ditzy was inside and the door was closed, her friend helped her into a seat, causing her to wince slightly. Carrot Top noticed this and sat next to her friend, putting a hoof around her shoulders. “Now, tell me what happened after I left?”

Ditzy told as much as she could, about the love poison, the games at the festival, lunch and the hayride, until the tears started to flow as she got to heading home. Carrot Top got some tissues and gave them to Ditzy, as her friend went into arriving back ‘home’. By the time she had finished explaining, her voice was broken and raw from the sobs wracking her body.

“A dream, Carrot Top! It was all a dream to him. The most wonderful night in my life and he won’t even remember it! Oh Carrot, what am I gonna do! I can’t look at him again the same after this! What am I gonna do,” Ditzy cried. Carrot Top felt so guilty for teasing her friend now, but pushed those feelings aside for now and just held Ditzy as any good friend would. She waited until Ditzy’s sobs quieted to whimpers and her tears dried before she spoke to her friend.

“Ditzy, I’m so sorry this had to happen to you, and I’m sorry to tell you this too, but I think you should tell him the truth. Hiding something like this is impossible without distancing yourself from him, and I know you don’t want that. It will come out eventually anyway, better sooner rather then later. Just try and be open and let him know how you feel and everything will be okay,” Carrot top spoke softly to her friend. Ditzy had started shaking her head toward the end.

“No, I can’t! You don’t understand because you can’t see it! His eyes, there’s such a sadness there and I don’t want to add to it. He’s lost so much, Carrot Top, so very much more then any other pony I know, and I don’t want to hurt him!” Ditzy thought she had cried herself out, but she felt the burn in her eyes as more tears formed in them again.

“You have to, Ditzy. It’s not right to hide this kind of thing from him. Believe me when I say it will all work itself out and turn out better for it. But hiding the truth from him will only hurt you both in the long run. Please understand, I only want what’s-” Carrot Top was interrupted by The Doctor throwing her door open, looking panicked and out of breath. Both mares turned toward the door, Ditzy blushing hotly and averting her gaze from his piercing blue one.

“Ditzy! I’ve been looking everywhere for you! I was so worried, can we, um, talk. Please?” Ditzy tried to hide her face from him as he slowly approached her. Carrot Top looked from the Doctor to Ditzy for only a moment before nodding to him. She touched her friend’s shoulder, causing Ditzy to stare up into Carrot Top’s eyes. As Carrot Top headed for the door, Ditzy suddenly got scared.

“Carrot, please, no, don’t leave!”

“You’ll be fine, just be truthful, like I told you and you’ll be fine. I’ll be just outside here. If you need me, yell and I’ll be right in, okay?” It tore Carrot Top up to leave her friend, but this was a conversation in which she was not needed. She shut the door softly, The Doctor and Ditzy were alone in the house. Ditzy felt more alone then she had in a long time, she hung her head and hugged a pillow from the couch she was sitting on, as The Doctor slowly walked around her to sit on the other side of the couch. Neither spoke for a few moments, Ditzy sitting and dreading what he had to say to her. How could he hurt her more then he already had? The Doctor broke the silence by clearing his throat.

“Ms. Ditzy, I’m not sure how to start this, but... I think I know what happened yesterday and I just want to say, I’m sorry. It’s all kind of fuzzy, no fuzzy isn’t the right word for it... All I have to go on is the dream that we had-uhm, sex? Mated? I’m not sure of the correct word for it here, intercourse is pretty universal I thought, but that’s not important now. We did something very personal and special and I don’t know if you’ve ever done it before, but... Ah, I’m messing this up, badly,” he said while rubbing the back of his head. Ditzy peaked at him, shock in her eyes. He was apologizing! The most wonderful experience in her life and he was saying he was sorry for it?

“D-Doctor, why are you sorry? Sorry because you think you hurt me? Sorry because you weren’t thinking clearly? Sorry because it was me?” She said softly, looking at him from around the pillow she held close to her.

“I’m not sure. Like I said, I just know we did something together, I-I could smell you on the sheets when I went to take them off,” he started to blush as he spoke, but managed to continue after a moment. “What I’m still not sure about, though, is if the act was consensual or -um- forced.”

“D-Doctor, I-” she started, but felt too cold from shock to continue. He thought he had raped her. She took a deep breath, about to tell him the truth, but The Doctor started speaking quickly.

“Ditzy, I’m sorry if I hurt you, that was never my intention. I never wanted to hurt you, ever! Please, tell me if I did something you didn’t want to do, and even though I can never fix what was broken, I’ll try for the rest of my life. Just please don’t leave me. I mean I know I can’t stop you, nor would I blame you after what I did to you, and I would even understand if you chose to leave. I’d even go so far as to say I deserved it after doing that to you. I care for you too much to ever knowingly hurt you, Ms. Ditzy. I love you, and I never meant to hurt you, and if by some miracle you can forgive me for what I did I promise to make it all up to you!” The Doctor barely took a breath during his rant, but he needed her to understand, and it seemed she did. Ditzy put the pillow down behind her and leaned toward him, closing part of the distance separating them.

“Doctor, what do you remember from yesterday? I mean, what do you remember from the 'dream'?” The question struck him as odd, but he answered to the best of his ability, it still being quite fresh in his mind.

“Well, we went to the gazebo and talked, I drank some rather odd flavored punch and then enjoyed the festival again. Then the dream continued with me winning you a stuffed Princess Luna toy, having a picnic under some cherry blossom trees, enjoyed the festival some more, um... We went back to your house and had a nice dinner, then into the TARDIS and your room and...” The more he spoke the more she visibly calmed. He couldn’t continue further, his cheeks heating up at the thought of how the "dream" ended.

“Doctor, you remember everything the way I remember it. I-it wasn’t a dream, Doctor. That punch you drank wasn’t punch, it was a love poison mixed by some silly fillies. Nothing you did yesterday can even remotely be considered your fault, especially last night. All of it happened, Doctor. Everything. I have the plush in my room, as well as the other prizes. I remember that sweet picnic we had under those pretty trees. I welcomed you into my room, into my bed. You didn’t force me into anything I... I didn’t already want,” Ditzy averted her eyes from The Doctor’s as the realization hit him that his dream really was real. “If anything, Doctor, you should be angry at me, not sorry for me. I knew you were under a love poison, I knew something was wrong with you and I ignored it. I took advantage of your altered state because I was being selfish. But you also told me you were fine, and I trusted that for a while... But I knew it wasn’t true. Please, Doctor, there is no reason for you to apologize, and every reason for me to. Can you ever forgive me?” She covered her face with her hooves and curled up small, facing away from him. He started to reach for her, stopped, and then grabbed her, pulling her against his chest.

“Oh, Ditzy, I’m not mad at you. All morning I’ve been thinking I did horrible things to you, but you’ve been carrying this much guilt since I drank that poison. There’s only one thing I have to say to you right now, just look at me,” he said while tilting her muzzle up toward him. His eyes softened as he watched her tears run down her cheeks. He had caused her so much pain, and now he would fix it with a few simple words. “I think you need your Doctor,” with the last word, he brought his lips to hers and closed his eyes. It took Ditzy a few moments to register the kiss and its meaning, before closing her eyes and throwing her hooves around him and kissed him back, deepening it as she did. Their tongues roamed around the other’s mouth, then wrestled among themselves for a while, until Ditzy had to break it to breathe. A soft smack as they separated, their eyes slowly slid open as they looked into each others eyes.

“Well, it looks like everything worked out okay here, huh?” Carrot Top said as she walked in the door. The Doctor and Ditzy let go of each other quickly and started to mumble excuses, but Carrot Top just laughed. “It’s fine, I’m just glad to see you two have finally come to terms with your feelings. Something that could have happened sooner had you two just figured it out earlier. I mean, really!” She huffed and went upstairs, while The Doctor and Ditzy looked at each other. They tried to keep a straight face, but failed and started to laugh. They were still laughing when Carrot Top came back downstairs. She shooed them out her door, claiming she had more work to do and they left her to it while Carrot Top smiled as they left.

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After leaving Carrot Top’s house and with all the worry, guilt, and shame gone between them, The Doctor and Ditzy walked back into Ponyville side by side. They spent the rest of that day getting used to being together in a whole new way. Yes, Ditzy would still travel with The Doctor, but the dynamic between them had shifted from comfortable friends, to very special someponies. They went and watched a movie together, ate lunch at the Hay Burger, and took a quiet stroll around the edges of Sweet Apple Acres on their way back to the TARDIS and Ditzy’s house. They had talked all day about everything and nothing, but as they entered the house and headed up stairs to the attic, things turned a little quieter.

Even though Ditzy had an extra bedroom in her house, both decided it was better if they slept in the TARDIS, even when in Ponyville. As The Doctor opened the door to the TARDIS and quietly walked inside, Ditzy following close behind. The tension that had all but gone returned as they walked around the TARDIS. This was where everything started, and this was also where their relationship got more complicated. The Doctor went to prepare dinner while Ditzy excused herself to shower. She glanced at her unmade, dirty bed and sighed. She’d have to change the sheets before she slept tonight, but for now she headed to her bathroom. As she stood in the large standing shower, allowing the warm water to pour over her body and wings, she felt any lingering worries about their relationship ease away. After what they dealt with this morning, they could handle anything easily. She loved the feeling of foamy shampoo in her mane and tail, but she had to rinse it off after a short time and as she did, there was a knock at her bathroom door. It caused Ditzy to jump with a start.

“Ditzy? Dinner is ready, I was just letting you know,” The Doctor called from the other side of the door. An idea sparked in the back of Ditzy’s mind, but she had to work quickly before The Doctor left the room.

“D-Doctor! Can you come help me with something?” Ditzy perked up her ears, straining to hear any kind of response. The first sounds she heard were his hoof beats as he walked back to the door. He cracked it open just a bit and stuck his head inside.

“Did you say something, Ditzy?”

“Y-yes. I need some help, can you help me?” She knew he couldn’t resist when someone needed help, it was a weakness of his. Hopefully she had enough nerve to do this, and he would let her.

“Um, what do you need? I’ll help, if I can,” The Doctor said, hesitantly.

“I need my back brush, I left it over on the counter by the tub, can you get it for me?”

“Sure! No problem, there.” She heard more than saw him, as he walked over to where she had indicated, picked up the brush in his mouth and walked over to the shower stall, moved the brush handle from his mouth to his hoof so he could talk. “Okay, I’ve got it. Want me to pass it over the door or you can crack the door a bit and I’ll give it to you that way?” She didn’t answer, but rather slide the blue, frosted door open and stood in front of him dripping with water.

“Can you scrub my back for me? It’s always hard for me, with my wings and all, please?” She turned around, showing her back to him and spread her wings. She looked over her shoulder at him, and smiled to herself seeing his cheeks turn red at the sight of her. The Doctor swallowed the hard lump that had formed in his throat, and fought the throbbing he felt between his hind legs.

“Um, are you sure you want me to to this? I mean, I don’t mind but it might be better if you just-” He was trying to avoid her, so Ditzy decided to pull her trump card.

“Doctor, please?” With those two words The Doctor froze. Those were the same two words that Ditzy had said to him last night before they ‘bucked’, a term which he learned today was one way of calling intercourse. Why would she use those two words on him now, just to get him to wash her back in the shower unless... that wasn’t all she wanted. He swallowed again, and nodded at her as he stepped into the shower stall with her. He removed his tie from around his neck, as to not get it wet. He slipped the hoof strap over his left hoof and started to move the brush over her back. The feeling sent chills through Ditzy, even thought she was still under the warm water. The Doctor bit his lip as he watched her reaction to him. This was so much better then when he remembered the ‘dream’, which was hazy and faded. This was clear, crisp, and turning him on. If she wanted him, who was he to deny her, after all? He shook himself slightly, and focused back on scrubbing her back. When she stepped away to rise the soap off, he took the brush off and went to hang it up, but Ditzy took it from him.

“Ditzy, what are you doing, my dear? I thought you just wanted your back scrubbed?”

“Doctor, you’re in the shower now, so you may as well get clean too,” Ditzy said through half closed eyes. She reached for the soap and started to rub it on his withers and back. The feeling sent shivers through his body as he felt the soap move from his back to his neck and down his forelegs. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations she was causing until she went for his flank, giving each side a good scrub with the soap bar. He felt more than heard, a moan escaped his lips as her hoof lingered around his flank. Ditzy smiled devilishly at his reaction, and decided to rub the soap into her hooves before putting the bar back. She suddenly felt shy about what she was about to do, but before she could talk herself out of it, she began rubbing her hooves under his flanks. The Doctor gasped as he realized she had found his stiffening stallionhood, and was rubbing her slick hooves along it. His knees started to feel weak from the feeling, luckily he was near the shower wall so he leaned against it.

“Ditzy, why are you -ah- doing this now? After last night -nnh- I’d think you were-” he tried to figure out what he was going to say next, but the building he started to feel stopped most coherent thoughts. He bit his lip and moaned louder as she increased her pace. He started to pant, feeling much warmer then he should have even in the shower. He tried to peak back at Ditzy and what he saw surprised him. Her wings were pomfed, a blush spreading across her cheeks, she seemed to be enjoying this almost as much as he was. But he didn’t want her to be left out, and he didn’t want to come in the shower, either. So he gathered all the willpower he could muster and took a step away from her and into the shower to rinse off quickly. Ditzy looked upset and she wondered if she did something wrong. Once The Doctor was rinsed clean of the soap, he grabbed her by the hoof, turned off the water and lead her out of the shower.

He grabbed a few towels, handing her one, took a second and started to dry himself being careful of his erection. Ditzy followed his example, but wondered what he was thinking. She knew he was getting close to climaxing, why had he stopped her? Not a minute later, when the Doctor thought he was dry enough, he stepped out of the bathroom and into her room, leaving Ditzy staring after him in confusion.

“Well? Are you coming Ms. Ditzy?” He extended a hoof toward her bed, an open invitation. Joy lit up Ditzy’s amber eyes as she threw down the towel and hugged him. He hugged her back, craning his neck to nip at her ear. He heard her gasp in surprise, but that soon became a groan of pleasure as he ran his tongue along the edges of her ear. After a couple small tugs, he nuzzled her neck and started to walk her toward the bed. Ditzy’s plan was not going how she expected, The Doctor seemed to have taken control of the situation, again, but she didn’t mind. It wasn’t until she was sitting on the edge of her bed that she realized it was still messy.

“Um, Doctor, do we want to change the sheets first? I mean, it still has the old ones on.”

“Now why would we change them if they are only going to get dirty again? I know you’re smarter than that, Ditzy. Have I gotten you so hot and bothered, my dear?” He smiled seductively at her as he leaned into her body, pressing her rump further into the bed. “Lay down, Ditzy. We’re going to try something a bit different this time.”

“Why? What are we going to try?” She asked as she did as he asked her, folding her wings to her sides as he positioned his fore legs on either side her shoulders. Her hind legs were hanging off the bed, her hooves in the air as he pressed his hardened stallionhood against her slit.

“Because I want to see your face this time, Ditzy. I want to remember this clearly, not all hazy and blurry like yesterday was,” he answered truthfully, his eyes softening as he looked at her. “You are beautiful, Ditzy, and I’m so glad that you’re my companion, my... Very special somepony.”

“I’m glad you’re my Doctor, and my very special somepony.” She smiled up at him as he leaned down to kiss her lips. As the kiss deepened, The Doctor pushed his tongue into Ditzy’s mouth, while at the same time, he thrust into her. She stiffened for a moment, and in that moment the Doctor thought he had hurt her, so he froze. But the moment passed quickly as she moaned into his mouth and ran her tongue along his. He silently thanked the princesses and started to move, slowly at first. He groaned low in his throat, her tightness wrapped around him as he marveled in how wet she had become after only a few strokes. Ditzy’s wings spread flat against the bed as she moaned into the kiss, wrapping her fore legs around his neck, effectively keeping him where he was. He didn’t mind, but he did shift his hind legs slightly, allowing him a more stable position. This new position allowed him to push harder into her when he thought she was ready, which wouldn’t be long. The Doctor broke the kiss, leaving them both breathless as their mouths hung open in quiet pants. He smiled at her, and as she smiled back, he knew she was ready for more.

Making sure his hooves were planted firmly on the floor, he started to push into her harder, causing her to throw her head back and cry out with pleasure. He couldn’t help the grin that spread on his face, as he continued to relentlessly pound into her. Ditzy’s wings were now pomfed out from her sides as she reveled in the feeling of fullness and completeness The Doctor gave her. She knew he was feeling something similar as his moans grew louder. As he continued his ‘bucking’ of her, she decided that she would try and see if he had any sensitive spots on him. She tried nipping his ears first. That got a quiet moan from him, but she wanted more. So she tried nipping his neck, near the place usually hidden by his tie.

“Aaahh, D-Ditzy, haaah,” he cried out, causing his steady thrust to waver and speed up. So that’s why he wore his tie, his neck was sensitive! ‘Good, time to return the favor from yesterday, Doctor,’ she thought to herself as she continued her playful nips around his neck. He tilted his head back, moaning loudly, and nearly lost his control but managed to regain it quickly. She wanted to play dirty, well, so did he. As she continued nibbling his neck, he tilted his head to the side and began nipping her wings, knowing full well her inner, secondary feathers to be the most sensitive.

“D-Doctor!” Ditzy cried, forgetting that she was supposed to be teasing him and instead becoming lost in her building pleasure. The Doctor continued his hard thrusts and wing nipping for several minutes before he felt himself building up for his climax. Ditzy knew she couldn’t hold out much longer, and guessed The Doctor couldn’t either. “Doctor, I’m... I’m...”

“Coming? Y-yes, me too!” As Ditzy climaxed and quivered around him, the feeling sent him over the edge as he came inside her. Both climaxes fed the other’s sensations, making both The Doctor and Ditzy’s peaks last a little bit longer. As they finally started to come down from the high, The Doctor felt his joints growing weak, but he didn’t want to crush Ditzy with his weight. He slowly slid himself out of her, getting a soft whimper for it, and fell onto the bed next to her. He looked at Ditzy through heavy eyelids as she lay there, out of breath from what they had done. She rolled over to face him, with a silly smile on her face until her eyes were suddenly drawn to his neck. Her happiness faded some, as she looked at something there, but he wasn’t sure what.

“I’m sorry, Doctor. I didn't mean, uh, what I mean was that I never... um...” Her already pink cheeks darkened more as she stumbled over her words. As tired as he was, he needed to see what she was so sorry for, so he pulled himself up and walked slowly to her vanity mirror. His hair was mussed, but that was normal for making love and surely not what she had been talking about. He tilted his head to the side, and then he saw what she was so worried about. On his neck there was a bite mark left there by her teeth, almost hidden under his dark coat but not quite enough as it started to bruise. She must have put it there by accident when he started biting her wings. He turned to look at her, worry in her eyes. He smiled softly at her as he walked back over to lay next to her on the bed.

“It’s alright, I only ask one thing,” he said softly.

“What’s that?” She asked, curiously. She rolled over to her stomach, getting more comfortable as her wings relaxed, folded against her sides. He scooted closer to her, and suddenly, but playfully, pinned her down against the bed on her side. Ditzy gasped, but didn’t fight because she couldn;t, he was stronger then her right now.

“To allow me the pleasure of returning the favor,” he said with a smile and kissed her neck. But he didn’t stop with just a kiss, but started to suck the skin and fur there as well, causing Ditzy to groan softly. It was a little uncomfortable at first but it soon felt lovely, and seemed to end all too quickly as he pulled back. “There now, matching set. Mine can be hidden under my tie, yours by your hair so that only we see them,” he said through his smile.

“Yes, only us, my Doctor,” Ditzy smiled back, pulling him back to her lips and kissed him. This was a wonderful night, different and the same as the night before. The Doctor and Ditzy laid there for only a moments more, but it felt much longer to them both. Exhaustion began to set in and the two glanced at each other in understanding. The Doctor once again pulled himself up, off of the bed, and helped Ditzy to find her wobbly hoofing. The two walked closely side by side to The Doctor’s room, where they would sleep for that night... maybe.

~THE END~

Author's Note

And this is the end of this fic... Unless of course I get requests for more. I plan on doing more stories, but this arc is done now.