The 13th Doctor

I can grasp it now...I'm almost there...The Golden Harvest...It's....It's...!

After fixing the planets technology, the Tetracortanians thanked us. No troubles encountered and oddly no interruptions.

"Thank you." Ursela said with a smile. She gave me a kiss, and closed the door to her home. I get kisses a lot. Most of them aren't so calm but, you know. People seem to abuse a kiss. Don't get me wrong I don't mind it at all it's just...well...I'm getting off track. Me and my companions...Did I say that right? I believe it's my companions and I...Anyway we made our way back to the TARDIS, which was fully charged by the way. Funny that, the grass seemed to be...uh...I...I don't know.

We opened the door and...

And...

Ow my head...

"Doctor, what's happening?" The Doctor's companion, Carrot Top asked in a sympathetic tone. The Doctor held his head as he looked up at her.

"That dark force the Daleks were talking about..." The Doctor said. "The...dark magic...universe...thing...I think it's getting to me." He got up, and stopped the recording of his story narration. He put it in a nearby drawer and made his way to the TARDIS console room. A beautiful Mk. II Type 40 Utility TARDIS. It never got old. Every time he saw it he loved it even more. His sexy TARDIS. He only called it that when he was the only one around it though.

Something was getting to his head. After a couple of hours just sitting to himself, narrating the story he just created as he was traveling with his new companions, he felt a strange sensation. Like something was getting closer. The dark force was seemingly pursuing him. How did he know? He's the Doctor, he goes by a hunch. This hunch just happened to be ten times as stressful and irritating, however. He piddled a bit with the TARDIS console, trying to remember how to work it. Carrot gave him a concerned look.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Carrot asked, walking to his side. The Doctor looked at her and smiled.

"That's one thing I love about you," he said, smiling. It seemed unenthusiastic. His eye's were nearly closed, his words slurred a bit, and his mane seemed a little less fixed than what is was at first. "you never stop asking questions." He put his hoof on two switches and pulled them back. He let go of them and fell down on the floor of the TARDIS. Carrot gasped and dropped down beside him. She wasn't sure what to do. Healthy was gone for some business, and she could only sing. What was so special about singing?

"Doctor!" she exclaimed, looking around frantically, looking for anything to help him with. The Doctor looked up at her.

"Itz...Itz okay..." He said. "Itz...Normul for tymelowrds...to....this..."

"Doctor, this isn't normal!" She said. "You're heart rate is going too fast!"

"I have two hearts..." the Doctor informed her slowly.

"For two hearts it's still too fast!" She said. She felt his pulse again. Still lost at what to do, she started trying to think of what he needed. 'Sleep? No.. that would just keep him away from the task at hoof... if it's that thing then...' She started to drift off, wondering once more what was so special about her. She remembered him saying something about the "Untempored Schism." He knew nearly everything, and apparently there was something about her that was special. For her to be there in that moment, at that very time. She knew something was needed. All she could do is sing though. How would that help?

"I know...I know..." the Doctor said again with a sleepy voice. "I need water..."

"Alright, I'll get some." Carrot Top said. She walked through a door to find some water, when she picked it up, the TARDIS began to travel. It made strange sounds as it shifted left and right, sending Carrot to the ground. "Doctor!" she called. She ran out into the console room. It was empty. She ran through the TARDIS, searching room after room and couldn't find him. "Doctor!!" she cried out. She ran to the TARDIS doors, opening them and falling out. She found herself staring into endless space. Stars and planets as far as the eye could see. She screamed before she was caught. Carrot looked up and saw the Doctor, smiling at her.

"Yes?" He said, pulling her in.

"Doctor why did you do that?" Carrot asked. "I thought you disappeared, and I was looking...and I fell and..."

"Carrot," The Doctor replied with a soft tone of voice. "It's okay. I'm a mad man with a box, that's what I do."

"But Doctor, you scared me!" she shouted. She wrapped her arms around him, squeezing him tightly.

"I guess I can be scary sometimes." The Doctor replied again, hugging her back. She broke the hug and looked into his eyes. He felt a bit of guilt and gave in. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He said. Carrot smiled and hugged him again.

"It's okay." She said.

Over the course of time, the Doctor and Carrot top travelled through space. Many adventures they'd had, and many times when the Doctor just needed somepony there for him. Healthy had always been stuck doing work and couldn't handle the stress of risking his life in a time machine, however, Carrot Top was still there. The Golden Harvest. The Doctor could only tell of a few adventures they went on, for there were many, and these were his first. All of these event's happened decades and decades ago. So long even, that most of them were just minorities and barely remembered.

They were always there for each other. No matter what. Countless times the Doctor would save Carrot Top's life. Countless times, Carrot Top would drag the Doctor out of a hole of regret. It was always a two way relationship. Without one, the other would fall. She remembered all of the times that the Doctor just simply sat with her when she was feeling down. She knew he cared, and he knew she cared too. All of the story telling, and the small talk, jokes, and laughing never came close to describing their adventures together. In reality, Carrot really loved the Doctor. Not in some specific way, romantically or friendly, she just loved him. Years and years of traveling never got old. In fact, every time the Doctor left, Carrot Top would find herself alone, wanting him back. It was as if he was some guardian angel.

She couldn't let him go. Not now, no anytime but now. She didn't know what was wrong with him but suddenly it was better. From her years of experience, she knew something really really bad, or extremely intense was going to happen.

Carrot stood on her feet, the Doctor standing at the TARDIS doors staring out into space. She walked beside him and looked. She noticed he was wearing 3D Glasses.

"Doctor, why are you wearing those?" she asked, confusedly. She knew what they did, she just didn't know why he needed them at this time.

"The dark magic," the Doctor said. "It contains massive amounts of void matter. That means it's not from this dimension, somepony sent it here."

"Well, can we stop it?" Carrot asked. There was a small pause. Carrot looked to the Doctor who was still staring into space. "Doctor, can we stop it?" She asked again, louder.

"I can't stop it." The Doctor said. He took off his glasses and handed them to Carrot. "Look at that." Carrot put on the glasses. She gasped at what she saw. All of the planets, stars and suns were blocked off by the blackness of the void matter. The dark magic was surrounding the area.

"Dear Celestia...." Carrot said slowly.

"Exactly." The doctor replied. Carrot took off the glasses and gave him a confused look. "Celestia should have had control of this, but she didn't. She's no goddess she's just another powerful tyrant, as are all of the other so called princesses." The Doctor paused. "But that's no matter now. You have to destroy this thing."

"Wait...Me?!" Carrot exclaimed. "How do you expect ME to destroy it?!"

"Why do you think I chose you?" The Doctor pointed out. Suddenly it hit him. "Because you're special. The Golden Harvest. You are the Golden Harvest!"

"What is the Golden Harvest??" Carrot asked.

"The words that have been following me since day one," The Doctor replied. "The words that have been swarming my mind for the past three decades, the Golden Harvest is the solution to the problem! You're walking perfection! Literally!" Carrot looked down.

"But all I can do is sing...what would that do?" She said. The Doctor lifted her face until her eyes were in line with his.

"You can sing them away." He said. "Go ahead. Sing them away, and send them back." Carrot was dumbfounded, but nonetheless looked out at the space.

"What do I need to sing?" She asked.

"Whatever comes to mind." The Doctor answered. He stood back, and watched with his glasses. Carrot cleared her throat. She didn't know what to sing, she just sung.

"Vale, fateor, Et non susceperint vos hic...áureum messe, Et mittam te.  Vos es miser, Numquid nunc recedent."

Golden Harvest stood amazed at what she just said. She wasn't even sure what it meant. A loud crack was heard, and the dark force departed.

"You did it. Carrot, you did it."

"Carrot, are you alright?"

"Carrot? Carrot can you hear me?!"

THUD