It was early in the morning in the town of Ponyville, Celestia’s sun had not yet risen but that did not matter to a small grey filly who was wading tirely along the halls of the Doo household with the occasional cough or sniffle.
“Mommy?” said Dinky Doo opening the bedroom door to her mother Derpy’s bedroom.
“Stud muffin…” said Derpy in her sleep while Dinky climbed onto her bed while the brown sheets rustled from her weight.
“Mommy?” said Dinky nuzzling her mother while rubbing her stomach.
“Eh, huh?” said Derpy awaking at the sight of her daughter looking at her with sad eyes. “Muffin? What are you doing awake? It’s friday.”
“Mommy,” said Dinky cuddling with her mother. “My tummy hurts.”
“Oh, let me take your temperature,” said Derpy putting a wing on Dinky’s forehead. “Oh my, you're burning up. No school for you today.”
“But mommy-”cough”-it’s show n tell-”
“No, I’m sorry muffin, but you're just too sick to go to school,” said Derpy bringing her daughter in closer. “But don’t worry I’ll be with you all…”
“Day!?” shouted Derpy looking at her calendar. “I forgot I have to deliver that package of bubble wrap to New Fluoreans! But somepony needs to stay here make sure Dinky is alright, hmmmm,” she thought to herself. “Who would be open? Carrot Top is visiting her coltfriend in the crystal empire and I can’t take her with me. It would have to be somepony safe, normal, and who won’t let my little muffin go on any zany adventures, but who, who!?”
“Yoowho?” said Dr. Time Turner at the front door. “Derpy are you in there?”
“Of course, Time Turner!” said Derpy with the kitchen light bulb flickering above her head. “And he can fix that light.”
“Derpy-oh, there you are,” said Time looking at a smiling Derpy in the doorway. “Do you have any salt for vinegar also do you want to spend the day together?” he said with a blush.
“Sorry Time, but I have to drop off a package for the rest of the day, but I was wondering if you could do somthing for me,” said Derpy getting her mailmare outfit on.
“Oh? What would that be?” said Time with a trace of disappointment.
“Could you watch Dinky for me today? She has a cold and Carrot isn’t here,” said Derpy with pleading eyes.
“I don’t know Derpy,” said Time rubbing his mane. “I mean I have to-” but he stopped when he saw Derpy using her “Wuffin?” eyes.
“Pwease?” she said while putting her muffins in her bag.
“Well...alright-whoa!” said Time before being tackled in a tight hug.
“Thank you thank you, oh!” said Derpy, getting off Time with a blush. “Sorry.”
“Uh, no need. So where is she?” said Time with a hidden blush.
“She is upstairs resting, here is her emergency contacts,” said Derpy taking out a pile of papers. “Her favorite bedtime stories, the stuff she is allergic to, her bedtime-”
“Derpy!” said Time struggling with the overbearing papers from an overprotective mother. “I think I can handle one little unicorn filly. I’m the doctor remember?”
“Well if you’re sure, oh! I gotta go,” said Derpy getting her stuff. “I’ll be back at five tonight,” she said before flying to her daughters room to tell her about Time taking care of her.
Looking at the papers Time Turner just chuckled before tossing them. “Please, how hard can one little filly be?”
“So Dinky?” said Time looking at the little filly covered in her favorite bathrobe. “Your mother has asked me to take care of you today, what do wanna do?”
“Have breakfast!” said Dinky with a cheer and cough.
“Okay lets see what you guys have to eat,” Time said looking into the cabinet. “Huh? You only have macaroni and cheese?” he said expecting at least some muffin mix. “Well I’ll just go get some groceries later, so how about mac and cheese?”
“Okay,” said Dinky sitting at her little fort she made for her sick day. “I want extra cheese please?”
“Okay,” said Time getting the ingredients. After a few minutes he brought the macaroni to Dinky who was watching her cartoons. “Here you go.”
“Thanks, umm, Mr. Turner?” said Dinky poking at the food.
“Yes?” said Time confused.
“There is not enough macaroni,” said Dinky looking at the food.
“I’m sure you will have enough for now,” chuckled Time before Dinky did something adorable: rub her tummy.
“But I’m hungwary!” said Dinky with a sneeze.
“Oh fine I’ll be right back,” said Time heading to the kitchen again. “How about now?”
“Too much cheese.”
“Now?”
“Too little macaroni.”
“Now?”
“Too much mac.”
“Now?”
Too little cheese.”
“Now?”
“Eeyup!” said Dinky looking at the perfect ratio of mac and cheese. “Okay lets eat!”
“Okay, you do that,” said Time before turning back to the kitchen only for a giggle to be heard. “What’s so funny?”
“You silly,” said Dinky with a boop on the doctors nose. “I already had muffins this morning, the mac is for you!”
“.......” was the only thing the doctor could say with a twitch. “Thank you for thinking of me Dinky,” he said with gritted teeth.
“You're welcome,” she said before turning back to her shows.
After eating the mac and cheese (also wondering how a creature like himself could not have learned good culinary skills in his multiple lifetimes) Time Turner heard voices from outside.
“Dinky!” said Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom outside.
“What do you girls want?” said Time opening the kitchen window.
“Oh hiya mister Timer,” said Apple Bloom. “Can Dinky come out and play?”
“I’m sorry girls, but Dinky has got a cold and-”
“Guys!” shouted Scootaloo interrupting Time. “You know what this means right?”
“yep,” said Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom.
“Cutie Mark Crusaders Pediatricians!” the three fillies shouted before jumping into the house thru the unlatched window.
“Wait girls!” said Time losing control of the situation. “I really think you should let me hand-whoa!” he said when another pony came thru the window and landed on him, except this one was a older one.
“Hiya Time!” said Pinkie smiling on the face planted doctor. “Sorry about falling on you.”
“Mmdmd,” moaned Time.
“What?” said Pinkie getting off him.
“I said no problem,” said Time. “What are you doing here anyway Pinkie?”
“Well I heard about a sick filly from my sources (Derpy told her on her way out of town) so I thought I should come and help!”
“Well Pinkie that’s a nice thought and all but I can take ca-” said Time before being cut off.
“Don’t worry your little head about it, auntie Pinkie is here to help!” said Pinkie before bouncing upstairs.
“I’m like nine hundred years older than you,” grumbled Time trotting upstairs.
“So Rumble brought in his brothers magazine collection but for some reason Miss Cheerilee took them away and said something about a brother teacher conference,” said Apple Bloom to a giggling Dinky.
“So this is where you are!” said Pinkie bouncing in.
“Miss Pinkie?” said Dinky confused. “What are you doing here?”
“Well you see I heard from my connections (Pipsqueak) that this is where Dinky was today,” said Pinkie bringing out her “silly filly sicky icky day fun pack-oh! Those first four words have ys, so lets get started!” she said opening up a taking out a bunch of vials. “Lets make a volcano!”
Meanwhile, Time Turner was downstairs watching the tv with a ad for the M.I.T’s latest invention.
“Do you like the sun?” said the ad. “And do you like getting that leather of yours tan? Well come and buy a Celestia 3000! This thing will allow you to make an artificial sun and a real tan! Warning: Celestia 3000 is no way advertised by her majesty nor is it a…”
“Sheesh, the stuff ponies will buy today,” said Time. “Oh! A screwdriver packet! I need one of those,” he said writing the address down.
“The doctor has some in his blue shed,” said Dinky upstairs.
“Okie dokie,” said Pinkie as she and the cmc descended the stairs.
The three fillies and Pinkie went behind the house to see a blue tall upright shed.
“Pinkie?” said Scootaloo.
“Yep?” said Pinkie trying to pry open the door.
“What’s a police box?”
“Where did ya’ll see that?” said Apple Bloom.
“Right here,” said Scootaloo pointing at the words on top of the blue box. “See? Police box.”
“Maybe it’s a typo?” said Sweetie Belle.
“For what? Moist box?” said Scootaloo.
“I don’t know,” shrugged Apple Bloom. "Oh Pinkie! How is the door coming?” said Apple Bloom.
“I don’t get it,” said a suspicious Pinkie. “Usually my hugs work to open things up, oh my Celestia! That snail crawled over a rock!” said Pinkie with a clap of her hoofs. Suddenly the blue shed started to warble.
“Wait,” said the doctor sitting right up. “That sound, oh boy.” Rushing outside he galloped to the sight of his blue shed opening while the captivated audience in front of it just ahhed. “Oh no!” he shouted taking out his screwdriver and pressing a button on it causing the shed to close again with a disappointed aww from the three fillies and Pinkie. “Girls!” Time shouted.
“Doctor!” said the four in shock.
“What are you doing near my shed? Nobody is allowed to go into my shed,” said Time standing between the group and his shed.
“We’re sorry,” said a deflated Pinkie. “We just want some vinegar.”
“Is that it? Go wait inside I’ll get some for you,” Time said as the group went back into the house.
After a few minutes he came back into the sight of the group, now along with Dinky, around the table.
“Here you girls go,” said Time handing the vinegar to Pinkie. “Now what is it that you need it for?”
Pinkie led the group to the garage where Time stared at the sight of a fake, giant, volcano.
“Now just let me add the vinegar to the baking soda,” said Pinkie going to the top.
“Pinkie how much baking soda is in there?” said Time nudging the fillies back.
“Oh just one hundred sacks,” said Pinkie tipping the vinegar in.
“Uhhh,” said Time as he rested in the hospital.
“Time!” said Derpy coming in his room while Pinkie followed her in. “Are you alright? Pinkie told me how my garage’s roof was blown off!”
“I’m fine,” chuckled Time with a ow.
“What I don’t understand is how you got hurt while the children and Pinkie got unharmed,” said Derpy.
“Well when I heard she had put one hundred sacks in,” said Time with a glare to a blushing Pinkie. “I quickly threw them into the house but I didn’t have time to get out so I quickly closed the door and braced for impact.”
“I’m sorry Derpy and Time for destroying Derp’s garage and breaking your bones,” said a deflated Pinkie.
“”It’s alright dear,” said Derpy. “But you will be making me and Time quite a bit of muffins from now on.”
“Okie dokie,” said a reflated Pinkie.
“Oh thank you Time,” said Derpy hugging the crippled doctor.
“Ouch!” said Time.
“Sorry,” said Derpy with a blush.
“It’s alright, say where is Dinky?” said Time wondering where the filly had gone.
“Oh well she got better so she’s at her show and tell.”
“And that is how much force would be needed to put a full grown stallion in a emergency room,” said Dinky with scientists clothes on.
She was met to the applause of her entire class.
“That was great Dinky! I especially loved the volcano, but how did you know how much impact would be needed?”
“Lets just say I got some advice from a doctor,” said Dinky with a wink.
