Discord's Toothby Brightly-littChaptersChapter 1: Just another ordinary day. . .Chapter 2: Mad pony with a boxChapter 3: I need a DoctorChapter 4: Trottingham, 200 A.D.Chapter 5: Screwball, Discord's daughterChapter 6: A screwy pony's storyChapter 7: The bowtieEpilogue: Gifts for a TimeponyChapter 8: The final chapterChapter 1: Just another ordinary day. . .There have been many companions and assistants before me, some of which I know very well, others, not so much. You may have heard some of them, Pinkie Pie, Derpy Hooves, Roseluck, AppleBloom, and Twilight Sparkle. Well, this is my story of the adventures I had with the Doctor. Follow along as I tell you of my adventures with the off-beat Timepony. Enjoy! Allons-y! It was just another ordinary day in Ponyville, as I could tell, flying above Princess Twilight's castle, looking at the town below. The weather made taking an afternoon flight quite inviting for any and all pegasi. I also saw that many fillies and foals were using this glorious weather to go outside, fly kites, or even, have a picnic. I noticed the CMC, going about, probably talking about getting a cutie mark in kite-flying. I laughed at the thought of what antics they could possibly accomplish in doing so. Yep, its always something different in this town and, oddly enough, trouble always comes to this part of Equestria. For instance, Tirek and his search for Twilight, Discord and him making this the "Chaos capital of the world," and the Ursa Minor that attacked some time ago. Come to think of it, it never really is an ordinary day in this small town, but that's what I love about this town! It's never dull or boring, there's always things to be done, parties to be thrown, and adventures to be had! Now on this particular day, there was a group of ponies gathered in front of Town Hall, so I dove in to see what all the commotion was about. When I landed, I heard some ponies whisper, "Why is HE here?! It can't be for a tea party." "I don't know guys, something about him seems. . .off, like he's missing something." As I got closer to the front of the crowd, pushing and sliding past more ponies than I originally thought there was, I saw what they were talking and moaning about. There he was, Discord, King of Chaos himself, along with Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity, Pinkie, Applejack, Spike, and Rainbow Dash. Twilight was standing at the podeum, about to make a speech. Man, it must be truly important if Twilight was here, with Discord. Her speech went something like this: "Fair citizens of Ponyville, I'm so glad you all could attend, as this is something you all need to hear: as you probably have concluded from Discord's appearance, something appears to be. . .uh, missing." She looked at Discord, but he didn't look her in the eyes, and he looked as if he just saw Fluttershy angry (that kind of worried/scared looked). That is also when I noticed it, there WAS something off about him! His serpent/dragon tooth was gone! Twilight continued, "And we have been recently told from our lead animal expert, Fluttershy, that the tooth of a draconequus contains its own personal chaotic abilities, granted, it's not as strong as Discord's powers, but it's still dangerous in the wrong hooves." We all looked about, worried. "How did it disappear?" a young stallion by the name of Glaze, asked. Discord piped up, saying, "Oh, it comes and goes as it pleases, but it always comes back after a while. I'm worried that it may have fallen into the wrong hooves (or claws), because it's been gone for some time now. I don't suppose you have seen it?" The stallion replied with, "I'm afraid not, sorry." Twilight added, "I believe I have located it with this new locating spell, although I'm getting odd readings, sort of like it's in another time. . ." The crowd went quiet as Twilight's eyes grew wide, like she knew something. . .something bigger than what it seemed, and she looked straight at me, and nodded. It was time I went traveling again. To be continued in Chapter 2: Mad Pony with a box. Author's Note This story came to me in a dream, LITERALLY. I hope you guys enjoy! P.S. Glaze (WoodenToaster), if you read this, I'm sorry I used your name without permission, I just couldn't think of any other names to put in. Chapter 2: Mad pony with a boxAuthor's Note When I wrote "Alicorns, they really LOVE banannas, especially Celestia," I wasn't aware of how wrong that sounded. I was trying to make it funny, and if you MUST read it with a perverted mind, please keep your outbursts and thoughts to yourselves. Please try and keep a clean mind, though, as this is a filly- and foal-friendly story. I'll continue to work on my story as it progresses, so stay tuned for more updates, if necessary! Allons-y!!!! -Brightly Litt Chapter 2: Mad pony with a box I followed Twilight into her castle's library, along with the other ponies and Discord, and then, Twilight said to the confused ponies and the one dumb-founded dracconequus, "Listen up, do you ponies know of the local time-keeper Colt Smith?" They all nodded. I knew where that was going. "Well, that's not his name. His real name is the Doctor. Just the Doctor, and Brightly Litt here is one of his companions, his companion in time and space, that is." Pinkie Pie let out a big gasp. "I knew it!" Then leaned toward Rarity and whispered, "I really didn't, I just wanted to say that!" She smiled widely and we all just rolled our eyes. Twilight continued, "Anyways, with the help of Brightly and the Doctor, they can go backwards or fowardwards in time to retrieve the tooth before it's too late! But first, in case you guys were wondering, I'll just let Brightly tell you how he knows the Doctor." Pinkie screamed, "YAYYYY! FLASHBACK PARTY TIME!!!!!!!" I just looked at her, smiled, and started my story. 'It all started one beautiful, spring morning, and I was heading to my job at the Golden Oaks Library, not long before Twilight moved in, when I heard a noise from my left. Then, I got that feeling that I was being watched. I trotted over to the bushes to investigate, and right as I got close enough. . .POOF! A bunch of rabbits jumped on me, which didn't scare me, but nonetheless, unusual. What were these rabbits running away from? I wondered this all the way to the library, wherein I found a brown stallion with some kind of tool in his mouth, investigating the mail slot, apparently looking for something. But what was strangest of all was the big blue Pony Box he was standing near to. It wasn't until he turned around that I noticed that it was just Colt Smith, our local time-keeper. I walked up behind him, but he seemed to know I was coming, because he said, "Good morning, Brightly. Say, have you had any infestations of any kind in the library?" I answered with, "No, none too serious that I know of, why?" He tells me that his "screwdriver" was "picking up odd readings from inside the library." I didn't bother ask him what that meant, because, at the time, I didn't understand all that was around me, so I invited him inside. He took out his "screwdriver" and went about the library, waving his tool over every bookshelf, often talking to himself. It got annoying after awhile because, his screwdriver makes a high-pitched whirring noise, which I was about to tell him to put away, but I thought better of it and asked instead, "What was that blue Pony Box doing in front of the library, and, more importantly, how did it get there?" The Doctor wasted no time in explaining, like he rehearsed the lines, "Oh, do you like it? I put it there, with some help from some mover ponies. I bought it from an antique shop in Hoofington, and it's so important to me, I never leave anywhere without it. It's quite beautiful out there, isn't it? It gives this town a bit of a rustic, old timey feel, don't you think?" I agreed with him, and he went right back to his searching, when a small filly came in to look for a book on Alicorns for a research paper they were doing at the Ponyville Schoolhouse. I directed her to the shelves in the far corner, and said, "Third shelf from the bottom. There's a step-ladder in the corner if you can't reach it." She thanked me and went to the shelves on Alicorn history, while the Doctor said something like, "That's strange, it seems to be. . .moving." It wasn't until about three or four minutes later, that, me and the Doctor both, heard the muffled screaming of the filly, who was being dragged by an incredibly small, yet strong, object, into the library's cellar. The object I saw looked similar to a spider, only, it looked as if it was made from some unknown Equestrian metal. Not knowing what else to do, nopony to call, or what in Ponyville I just experienced, I called upon the Doctor for help. I don't know why I did it, it just felt. . .right, and he jumped to his hooves, screamed, "AH HAH! There you are, you little buggah! Now, come back here! Allons-y!" And he dove into the cellar. I waited for about ten minutes upstairs, still shocked and confused. Then, I heard crashing, a whirring sound, and shouting. Then, silence fell upon the library, like somepony finally grasped the concept of a LIBRARY, but this silence was wrong. It was too. . .errie. I was relieved when the Doctor finally emerged from the cellar, along with the filly, with only a few bruises here and there. The Doctor said as he sat the filly down, saying, "That leg should heal up soon, and don't forget what I told you about Alicorns, they really LOVE banannas, especially Celestia." Then, when the filly thanked him and left, he looked at me and smiled that kind of smile you use when you just accomplished something big, and said, "Well, crisis averted. Now, I really must be on my pony way. I'll get out of your mane. Consider yourself lucky, that thing could've done a lot worse if it was stronger." Then, before I could thank him, he trotted out the door. Just a few seconds after he left, I followed him outside, and watched him enter his Pony Box, which in all reality, looked like it could only hold two ponies. I called the Doctor several times, each with no answer, so, after studying the box from the outside, I entered. THAT'S where it gets REALLY interesting. As soon as I entered the box, I noticed that it was bigger on the inside as it was on the outside. He bought this at an antique shop! It was like a whole other world inside, yet it was just a small Pony Box. The Doctor saw me come in and said, "I was wondering when you'd show up! Anyways, welcome to my T.A.R.D.I.S, that's Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, if you were wondering. Please, make yourself at home! Oh, by the way, in here, don't call me Colt Smith, that's just a psuedonym I use around Ponyville. My real name's the Doctor, just the Doctor." He went on rambling for about three or so more minutes, while, all the time, my mind was fixated on the interior of this contraption, and on the words 'TIME AND SPACE'. When the Doctor finished speaking, I heard him say something like, "And that's everything about my race, The Timeponies, and my old homeworld, Gallopfrey." Those words snapped me back to reality. "Excuse me, but did you just say 'planet' and 'race?' Because, if you did, and given we're in an impossible structure, are you an alien?" I asked. He wasted no time saying yes, and told the story again, this time, though, I listened. After he was done, I told him that I had always wanted to have adventures, go to places I've only read about in books, and that with this 'ship,' it will be possible! He then asked me if I wanted to join him, and that since it was a TIME machine, we could be gone and have traveled far out of this galaxy, and only have been gone a second. So, REALLY long story short, that's how I became the Doctor's companion.' To be continued in Chapter 3 Chapter 3: I need a DoctorSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 4: Trottingham, 200 A.D.Author's Note I worked hard on this part, and if you see anything wrong, please comment below and I'll get to it ASAP. I hope you guys enjoyed the story so far, and I hope to continue getting more inspirations from my followers. Again, thanks! Yours truly, Brightly Litt Chapter 4: Trottingham, 200 A.D. I felt the TARDIS jump through space and time, and the usual loud noise of the TARDIS as it "disappears there, reappears here" as the Doctor put it, and, watching the pumps move up and down in the tube above the consoles (and making me quesy in the process), wondered why it always makes that whirling sound. I thought about it once, and guessed that if it was a type of vehicle, it must also have brakes, and that he consantly leaves them on, but I kept my thoughts to myself. Knowing him, he would most likely disregard my guess and continue on with his "timey-wimey" business. Anyways, we finally landed in Trottingham, 200 A.D., and before we left the ship, the Doctor gave me a look of utter confusion. He said, "I'm sorry, but you aren't seriously going out there looking like THAT," he guestured with his hooves at my whole body. I said, "What's wrong with what I'm wearing, is it too modern?" In my defense, though, I did look too modern, with my rectangle-framed glasses, my newly-made wool sweater with the current year, 1015 A.D. inside around the neck of the garment, and Rarity's signature patterns all over the collar (she made it for me before we left. She's so sweet!), and my saddle bag, which probably looked too modern by itself, and thought about all the confusion and disruption it would cause if I left the TARDIS wearing them. After all, there was an almost 800 year difference between our time and this time. He shrugged. So I continued, "Plus, when did you start acting like Rarity? You always wear the same tie and clothing no matter where in time or space we go. So, why are you asking ME this, Mister Time-pony." He just replied with, "Hay, ties are cool, and secondly, I do change. This is a TARDIS blue tie, it goes with every time, so I don't have to change. You, however, stick out like my old assistant's eyes. You look nothing like the ponies of this time period, so if you could change, please do so in the dressing room. There should be something under the 200s category." I did as he said, and found a nice, old-looking vest, a burgandy bowtie, which felt like it held significant importance to the Doctor, and old, wire-framed glasses that the Doctor helped with getting the prescription of my current glasses fit in them, all the while we were still talking about what to wear in what period of time, which I won't bore you with the details, and walked out of the TARDIS. When we walked out, I was shocked. I thought we hadn't left the current time, because the small town had everything that our time did (lanterns, pony-drawn carriages, and some small huts), minus the few, slightly taller shops and huts. I asked the Doctor, "Why does this place look like we just traveled here and not gone through time?" He answered with, "Well, you see. Ponykind doesn't really change, which shocks me as well. They won't really change for another 2,000 years, that's when they start to make pony-less carriages and new ways for Unicorns and Earth ponies to join the Pegasi in flight. I know this because. . .I've seen it." 'Wow', I thought. I mean, I've been to and seen other planets and places in the Equestrian universe (or "poniverse"), but have never been to Equestria's past, so you can imagine my thoughts when I saw that Equestria hasn't really made any technological or industrial improvements in the past 800 years or so. I quickly turned my thoughts to the more important matter, this mission, and told the Doctor, "Well, I'll stop brooding over Equestria's past and how it hasn't made many advancements, and move on and search for the tooth, which should be fairly easy in this small town." He nooded, and made our plan for the hunt. The Doctor suggested we split up, cover more ground, and ask around for any suspicious, chaotic events. I agreed, and, with a watch that the Doctor gave me and the coordinates we should meet back up at, we trotted away. Within the next few minutes I was on the hunt, with little success and an rumbling stomach, I sat down to eat from a local sandwich stand (I'm so glad the currency hasn't changed) and saw a few houses that seemed perfect for investigating, and surveyed the somewhat familiar scenery. You see, I once visited Trottingham, and having a photographic memory, I saw some places that have not changed from my present time. I looked around, and seeing a few things that have not changed, such as the park, the postal office, and several huts and stores, I then noticed a hut that was WAY too strange for me to ever forget. This hut in particular stuck out like a Joke shop, it was a hut with uneven levels, mismatched wall colors, and a spiral staircase leading up to a roomless rooftop. If you have ever been there in the present, you probably would have known that hut was occupied by a silly Earth pony named Topsy Turvy (AKA Screwball), and had just RECENTLY built the house, so you can imagine my confusion that it was still there, in the same space that it always has been, and it have that same weird construction style. Of course, Topsy may have known about the strange-looking hut, knew about it's exact location, and had loved it SO much, that she had it recreated to fit her style of housing, but something was all too familiar to me. I asked the pony at the counter of the sandwich counter, "Excuse me, but who is the owner of that strangely built hut over there?" and pointed to Topsy Turvy's future hut. "Oh, THAT hut," the pony laughed, "that's the house of the local party pony, Screwball. Everypony in town knows and loves her. Say, you're not from around here, are you, given the fact you don't know who Screwball is." My eyes grew wide, and told the pony, "Is it THAT obivious. Excuse me if I ask, but do you know anything about mysterious activity, such as chaotic behaviors, strange occurances, or Discord-like objects in this town, probably being around that mare?" He scratched his chin for a moment, trying to remember, then replied, "Come to think of it, Screwball says she found Discord's tooth, whatever that means." My eyes grew even wider, and he continued. "I've also heard that, if you ask any member of this town, she is somehow related to the King of Chaos himself, but, that's just rumor." Before I left to find the Doctor, I then saw the one pony that I would not have ever imagined to find in this time, Screwball, and, to make things more difficult, Discord's tooth hung on a string around her neck. Chapter 5: Screwball, Discord's daughterWhen I returned to the Doctor, I asked him what had he found out, and he said, "Well, I found out that in Equestria, my style of clothing does get noticed, A LOT. Don't get me started on how hard it was to explain my clothing style to a group of very judgemental Pegasi. Their comments really hurt. Oh, and that I have located our pony, a pony named Topsy Turvy has it, and that there seems to be some sort of time interference coming from the mare, even without the tooth. Weird." I told the Doctor that I knew the pony that has the tooth, that she is not only present in this time, but is also present in the future, some 800 years or so from now. He didn't find that at all odd, given he is three turns short of the TARDIS sometimes. He just shrugged that same old shrug, and I told him to follow me to Screwball's house. When we finally arrived, the Doctor took out his screwdriver and turned it on, with that same whirrling sound. I nudged him, saying, "That won't be necessary, you see, I know pretty much all there is to know about this time. . ." I was then interrupted by the Doctor. "So do I, I've been all over, under, and through Equestria's time, so, whatever you're going to say next, I already know it!" he said with a smug, confident look. I wanted so badly to prove him wrong, so I continued, "Oh, is that so, Doctor? Then you must know that the ponies of this time don't take too kindly to other ponies who break and enter. This first-impression will cause said ponies to become very secluded, quiet, and unwilling to cooperate. After all, the power of friendship is the strongest in this time. So, if you want Screwball to help us, I suggest you put your Sonic away." He was quiet for what seemed like ages, which told me I had gave him some good-to-know details he may have overlooked. He then said, "Oh, well then, that may have explained why my last visit to this time period was met with. . .mixed results. I probably should have read more in the history books but, then again, I don't like endings, so that's probably why I didn't catch that part." He then looked at me, who was still glaring at him, and put the screwdriver away. I thanked him, and knocked on the door. We waited about a minute or so, and watched as the door opened oddly, it was a door similar to that of the door to Golden Oaks Library, yet both it's top and bottom halves were hinged to the opposite sides of the doorframe, and watched as a screwy, wall-eyed purple pony, with a helicopter-type hat on, open the door. She smiled, looked at us both (or maybe she wasn't) and asked if she could help us. Before I spoke, the Doctor whispered in my ear, "Look at her eyes, aren't they cute-looking. They remind me of my old assistant's eyes, minus the swirly-pupils. I loved that mare. Still do. I keep in touch, bring her muffins, and we sit and chat. Oh, look at that cutiemark, a screw and a ball." He said, motioning to her flank. "Don't be rude, and stop staring at it!" I scolded him. "I wasn't being rude! I was simply admiring how absoloutely cute her CUTIEmark is." He said, looking a bit hurt. I then told the Doctor that now was not the time, and spoke to Topsy Turvy. "Um, yes, actually. We're just passing by, you see, and I couldn't help but notice you trotting by, with that beautiful necklace, nonetheless." I winked at the Doctor. "Do you mind if I ask you where you got it from, if you don't mind my asking?" She looked at me and the Doctor, still smiling, and said to us, "Why, of course not, come in, please, and do forgive the mess. Screwloose is away in her kennel for a week, and I just got home from throwing a big party. You should have been there, there was "Pin the tail on the pony," "Blindpony's bluff," and many more festivities. It was WILD, let me tell you!" As we entered her house, I saw stuff that I thought only a certain pink party-pony back at home kept, minus the frosting stains. There were streamers lining the floor and furniture, half-deflated balloons in one corner, and a dining room table full of unopened mail. She must have forgotten about them, because she took another letter out from a bag on the floor, and just threw it on the pile, which I was almost positive it was going to topple over, but never did. She also led us past her kitchen (to this day, I never did understand why she took us past the living room, where our discussion was supposed to take place in), which was almost as messy as her dining room, with sticky notes and dog food bits all over the refrigerator, walls, and floors. As she led us through her strangely built home, she must have forgotten we were there, because she once turned around, screamed at us, and, without further explanation, looked at us, and smiled. Once that happened, the Doctor whispered to me, "Ah, I believe I now know why the citizens call her 'Screwball', this mare is CRAZYYYYY!!!!!!" I nudged the Doctor hard in his side, causing him to yelp, but, instead of turning around to see what was wrong, Screwball just kept going, leading us in circles around her house, which was getting quite annoying. After about the second time around the house, I asked Screwball, "Excuse me, Ms. Screwball, but we've been wandering around your hut for about ten minutes, and our hooves hurt. May we please go and sit somewhere and discus why we're here?" She turned around, and looked at us both, like we just came in, and blushed. "Oh my, I am sorry, I thought you ponies left awhile ago, I had no idea. Yes, we can go sit somewhere. Please follow me." We both looked at her, a bit skeptical that she may forget about us again, and she said to us, "Don't worry, strangers. My absent-mindedness comes and goes as it pleases, but this time, I'll pay very close attention to you ponies." Her smile she gave us made me feel a little better, but only a little. She kept her promise, and took us back to the living room, where the Doctor finally got to speak, given he knows (somewhat) how to describe a important (and possibly dangerous) situation. He said to Screwball as she took off her necklace, placing it in a glass display case. He asked, "Now, first things first, LOVE your name, it's the second best silliest name I've heard, besides Derpy Hooves," I face-hooved. This was not going where I thought it would. He continued, "And, secondly, please tell us where you found that tooth, if you can manage to remember it. And, thirdly, we've been lead to believe you are somehow related to the King of Chaos, Discord, himself. Is this true?" She answered, "Yes, you've been told right, for I am Discord's daughter." Chapter 6: A screwy pony's storySomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 7: The bowtieWhen things finally calmed down (for me), Screwball went back to the current conversation. She looked at us like nothing weird had happened, but the looks we were giving her must have told her otherwise. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I black out and say something weird again? Well, that happens sometimes, when I try to be serious for too long, but don't worry, its normal." she smiled, closing her swirly-pupiled eyes and sticking her tongue out. "That's quite alright," The Doctor said, "I have those sometimes, too." Alright, I thought, this confusing nonsense was getting too much for me. I can barely stand the strangeness and silliness of the Doctor. Two strange and silly ponies is just too much. I cleared my throat, grabbing the attention of both ponies and said, "I hate to interrupt. . ." I tried to find the right word, "whatever it is you're doing, but I believe it's time we explain to you why we're here." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After we explained to Screwball that we were from 800 years into the future, which the Doctor explained as dangerous knowledge to reveal so much (honestly, I don't think Screwball would remember it after 800 years, so that was no problem), the only question she seemed to be worried about the most was about her family, in which she asked, "Tell me this, though. Will my Daddy ever come back to me? To stay?" The one question melted mine and the Doctor's hearts (so, three hearts in total). I wanted so much to tell her, but I let the Doctor explain it to her. "My dearest Screwball, because we ARE from the future, I can tell you ONE thing about your daddy, he may be different in the future, but he will and always will be there when you need him most. All in all, it will be like he was never turned to stone." Those words touched my and hers heart, seeing tears welling up in Screwball's purple, swirly eyes. She then went and got the draconequus tooth out of the glass, hesitated for a moment, then continued to walk to the table. She sat the tooth down next to her in the chair, and the Doctor asked, "Is something wrong? You know, I am only trying to do what's best for the sake of everypony. I mean no harm, only help." he stated. "He's right, Screwball. I've traveled with the Doctor for almost a year, and there is nopony more knowledgable or qualified than he, understanding the consequences of altering the past, thus changing the future. There is really no need to look so worried." I stated. She wiped the few tears she shed from her face, and said, "Oh, I know that. I understand the situation, it's just that. . . well, I don't want to part with the only item of my daddy I have!!" she sniffled and looked at us. "Well," the Doctor started with a small smile, "why don't we make a trade, something of equal sentimental value." He looked at me, then motioned toward the bowtie around my neck. I understood completely. I took off the bowtie, then I went over to Screwball, holding my hoof out for her to take the burgundy accessory. "This," the Doctor explained as she took it, "is my most valuable possession in my whole ship, besides my Sonic. It's been my one article of clothing I loved so much, that I never left anywhere without it." He chuckled. "I even said bowties were cool, but now, since I regenerated into a new pony, I seem to have outgrown the need for it anymore, being now, neck ties are cool. That bowtie just sits in the ship's wardrobe room, gathering dust, so now, I've decided to pass it down to you." Screwball's smile widened a bit as she took it and put it in the display case. As soon as she closed it, something amazing happened, the bowtie glowed brilliantly in the case for a few brief seconds. When the light vanished, the bowtie in the case turned purple, matching Screwball's coat and mane color. Amazed by the phenomenon, I asked the Doctor what happened. "Easy," he said, "My old bowtie found a new owner, and I think it really likes her." So, all in all, a happy ending. Screwball thanked us by giving us some of her cake, which, I must agree, IS much better than Appleloosan pies, and returned to the TARDIS. As we were leaving, I congradulated the Doctor on once again savng all of ponykind from further chaos, and he just smiled and said, "That's what I do!" And we set off back to our own time. Author's Note To be honest, this was the SADEST chapter I have ever written. Although, since 'SAD' was not one of the tags to this story, I tried to lighten the mood a bit with the Doctor's and Screwball's attitude. Hope y'all enjoyed!! Epilogue: Gifts for a TimeponyWhen I put the presents in front of the Doctor, he just looked at them, then at me, asked, "Brightly, what's the meaning of this? Bringing me seven oddly-colored presents. I've had twenty presents already." I just told him to open the presents and not ask anymore questions. He did so, opening Pinkie's present first. Well, when the Doctor opened the lid, I laughed. Confetti bursted out, catching in his messy mane, and he laughed too. "Let me guess, Pinkie Pie's present?" He asked/stated. I nodded and motioned for him to continue. He did so, and pulled out from the box, a fez. This fez, though, was especially made for him by Pinkie, because it had the Doctor's cutie mark on it. I smiled as he placed it on his head, tears already welling up in his eyes (I had a feeling he will have a certain liking for fezes, now), and placed the box to the side, and picked up another present, which was Twilight's. As he opened the lid of her present to him, the Doctor looked inside and chuckled. He then pulled out Twiight's present, a book. Oh, typical Twilight, I thought. This book, though, looked a lot like the exterior of the TARDIS, being blue and have panel-like decorations on the covers. The Doctor opened the book and flipped through the pages, sometimes chuckling at the words on the pages. He then looked at me, saying, "I remember giving Twilight this book when she was my companion, telling her to write down anything impossible that she encounters on our adventures, or anything that she couldn't explain herself. She called it "The Doctor's book of Impossible Things." You know, you ponies of Equestria have one weird way of writing, even with her horn to write, this looks more like a lessons paper than notes and adventure-y stuff. Oh, I've missed this book." He hugged it close to him, and placed it down beside him and slid the other box to the corner, along with Pinkie's. Then picked up the next box, this one slightly orange, with a country flair to it. He picked up the present from Applejack, and immediately knew what it was, just by the weight of the package. When he pulled out the item in question, I knew also. It was a common flower pot, and within it, was a tiny apple tree sprout. There was also a letter inside along with the sprout. It read: Dear Colt Smith (or "The Doctor"), This here plant ain't any ol' saplin', but a Zap Apple seedlin'. Zecora found this in the Everfree Forest while y'all were on y'all's big ol' adventure, and ah thought since y'all helped us and all, Ah thought ah could repay ya with this here special plant. Ya see, Zap Apples are rarely found, and, accordin' to legend, make tha sweetest tastin' jam ever! But, they are very particular to certain conditions. Ifn' y'all need any info on how to spot the signs, jus' come on over and ask ol' Granny Smith or Big Mac. Again, thanks for savin' Equestria and our apples!!!! Sincerly, Applejack After the Doctor read it, he trotted over to the TARDIS console, opened up some kind of drawer that glowed a bright green, and placed it gently in there. He trotted back over to me, sat down, and, seeing the look on my face (I was shocked at what he had just done!) and said, "Oh, don't worry, my little pony! There is no place safer in the entire galaxy for any living thing, plant or animal, than the TARDIS console!! Plus, that drawer was made specifically for plant life, sort of like a greenhouse, only, in drawer-form." I just smiled and shook my head. Then, he pushed the third box aside and got the next box, a cerulean-colored box, from the high-flying Pegasus, Rainbow Dash, but I guess the Doctor knew that, by the way it looked (it had stars, rainbows, and other awesome-type things on it). His already big smile grew wider as he pulled out a pair of goggles, most likely Rainbow's, and, along the strap, she signed it "To my new favorite Timepony, if not the only one I know!!! Stay cool (but not TOO cool, that's MY job)!!!! -Rainbow Dash." We just rolled our eyes. Leave it to her to make a friend feel better, only to make more jokes (leave THOSE to Pinkie, please). Anyways, he put on the goggles, which made him look a little smarter (only a little), and moved the fourth away, replacing it with a box he must have guessed was from Fluttershy. Inside, there were several flowers* surrounding a small snowglobe depicting the Winter Wrap-Up from a few years back. He picked it up and shook it, causing the little scene to come to life, literally. There must have been an enchantment on it, because the scene depicted small Pegasi moving the clouds away, melting the snow below for the Earth ponies to plant the crops for spring, and the animal patrol waking up the animals from hibernation, whilst the Unicorns make baskets and nests for the animals' food and beds. All in all, a beautiful recreation of that year's annual clean-up. Once the enchantment ended, once again, the Timepony trotted over to the console, and, very carefully, placed the ornament on top of the console nearest to the tube and pumps in the center part of it. He once again was eager to continue open the rest of his presents, and got the next one, supposedly Rarity's, but I quickly caught him and told him to open that one last. You see, Rarity told me to make sure to open hers last, and she didn't tell me any more, so I just kept her promise and told him to open Discord's present next. Now, Discord's box was decorated weirdly (to this day, I have yet to find out how he managed all those different patterns), with polka dots on one side, stripes on another, and swirls in between. Anyways, though, he opened the present from the draconequus, and took out a picture frame. He showed the picture inside of it to me, and, to be totally honest, I never would have thought to see THAT again. Inside the frame, was Screwball and Discord, back together again, probably for the first time in 1,000 years, and, in Screwball's hair, was the Doctor's old bowtie. That scene, in itself, nearly melted my heart, again. She must have, after we left, turned it into a hairbow. And, judging by the date in the photo, it was when Discord came back from stone and tried to make Ponyville the "Chaos capital of the world." We studied it for a few more minutes before he said, "Well, it looks like she put my bow tie to good use, and it seems she had a wonderful time back with her daddy." We both smiled, and he continued, "Well now, let's have a look at the last present, I'm assuming is from Ms. Rarity." I smiled and nodded, then handed him the last box, and he took it, ever so slightly unwrapping it (to be honest, as I look back at that moment, I think he was hesitating, because, as he said, he doesn't like endings). When he finally got the lid open, he peered inside, and brought out a small tin container, about the size of one of those small tins of candy you get from your special somepony on Hearts and Hooves Day, indicating nothing special about it. But, when he opened it, he brought out a small article of clothing, one that made my heart sink into an pool of either happiness or tears of joy. What the Timepony pulled out of the tin was none other than. . .a brand new, almost identicle, burgundy bowtie. THE END. *I'm assuming the flowers surrounding Fluttershy's gift were substitutes for packing peanuts. Author's Note I understand that "The Doctor's Book of Impossible Things" is Doctor Who's book/journal/diary, but I decided to mix it up a bit. I also (kind of) explained why the Eleventh Doctor LOVES fezes so much. I'll start a new story really soon, "SOOOOOOO. . . WATCH OUT!!!!!" (Anypony who catches that last reference, kuudos to you!!!) Allons-y!!! Until next time, shine BRIGHTLY, my friends!!! -Brightly Litt P.S. "Shine BRIGHTLY is now my new phrase, comment below if you like it!! Chapter 8: The final chapterWhen we returned the tooth safely back to Discord, Pinkie threw a 'Thanks For Saving The Poniverse' party, which lasted a solid half a week (that pony knows how to keep a party going!). Everypony had a great time, except, I found the Doctor was acting less enthusiastic as usual. So, after the party was about finished, I asked the six ponies (plus the draconequus) to help me cheer the sad Timepony up. They each did so by giving me seven presents to give to him once the party was over. I noticed that each present was wrapped in wrapping paper corresponding with that pony's (and draconequus') coat color, and took them to the TARDIS. The Doctor, unbeknownst to him, had a surprise coming to him in the forms of seven, very unique, boxes. Author's Note This has to be the shortest chapter EVER in the history of FimFiction.net, but I didn't want to stray into the epilouge (hoping I spelled that right). *THAT'S RIGHT! There's an epilouge!!!* Stay tuned!!!!
Chapter 1: Just another ordinary day. . .There have been many companions and assistants before me, some of which I know very well, others, not so much. You may have heard some of them, Pinkie Pie, Derpy Hooves, Roseluck, AppleBloom, and Twilight Sparkle. Well, this is my story of the adventures I had with the Doctor. Follow along as I tell you of my adventures with the off-beat Timepony. Enjoy! Allons-y! It was just another ordinary day in Ponyville, as I could tell, flying above Princess Twilight's castle, looking at the town below. The weather made taking an afternoon flight quite inviting for any and all pegasi. I also saw that many fillies and foals were using this glorious weather to go outside, fly kites, or even, have a picnic. I noticed the CMC, going about, probably talking about getting a cutie mark in kite-flying. I laughed at the thought of what antics they could possibly accomplish in doing so. Yep, its always something different in this town and, oddly enough, trouble always comes to this part of Equestria. For instance, Tirek and his search for Twilight, Discord and him making this the "Chaos capital of the world," and the Ursa Minor that attacked some time ago. Come to think of it, it never really is an ordinary day in this small town, but that's what I love about this town! It's never dull or boring, there's always things to be done, parties to be thrown, and adventures to be had! Now on this particular day, there was a group of ponies gathered in front of Town Hall, so I dove in to see what all the commotion was about. When I landed, I heard some ponies whisper, "Why is HE here?! It can't be for a tea party." "I don't know guys, something about him seems. . .off, like he's missing something." As I got closer to the front of the crowd, pushing and sliding past more ponies than I originally thought there was, I saw what they were talking and moaning about. There he was, Discord, King of Chaos himself, along with Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity, Pinkie, Applejack, Spike, and Rainbow Dash. Twilight was standing at the podeum, about to make a speech. Man, it must be truly important if Twilight was here, with Discord. Her speech went something like this: "Fair citizens of Ponyville, I'm so glad you all could attend, as this is something you all need to hear: as you probably have concluded from Discord's appearance, something appears to be. . .uh, missing." She looked at Discord, but he didn't look her in the eyes, and he looked as if he just saw Fluttershy angry (that kind of worried/scared looked). That is also when I noticed it, there WAS something off about him! His serpent/dragon tooth was gone! Twilight continued, "And we have been recently told from our lead animal expert, Fluttershy, that the tooth of a draconequus contains its own personal chaotic abilities, granted, it's not as strong as Discord's powers, but it's still dangerous in the wrong hooves." We all looked about, worried. "How did it disappear?" a young stallion by the name of Glaze, asked. Discord piped up, saying, "Oh, it comes and goes as it pleases, but it always comes back after a while. I'm worried that it may have fallen into the wrong hooves (or claws), because it's been gone for some time now. I don't suppose you have seen it?" The stallion replied with, "I'm afraid not, sorry." Twilight added, "I believe I have located it with this new locating spell, although I'm getting odd readings, sort of like it's in another time. . ." The crowd went quiet as Twilight's eyes grew wide, like she knew something. . .something bigger than what it seemed, and she looked straight at me, and nodded. It was time I went traveling again. To be continued in Chapter 2: Mad Pony with a box. Author's Note This story came to me in a dream, LITERALLY. I hope you guys enjoy! P.S. Glaze (WoodenToaster), if you read this, I'm sorry I used your name without permission, I just couldn't think of any other names to put in.
Chapter 2: Mad pony with a boxAuthor's Note When I wrote "Alicorns, they really LOVE banannas, especially Celestia," I wasn't aware of how wrong that sounded. I was trying to make it funny, and if you MUST read it with a perverted mind, please keep your outbursts and thoughts to yourselves. Please try and keep a clean mind, though, as this is a filly- and foal-friendly story. I'll continue to work on my story as it progresses, so stay tuned for more updates, if necessary! Allons-y!!!! -Brightly Litt Chapter 2: Mad pony with a box I followed Twilight into her castle's library, along with the other ponies and Discord, and then, Twilight said to the confused ponies and the one dumb-founded dracconequus, "Listen up, do you ponies know of the local time-keeper Colt Smith?" They all nodded. I knew where that was going. "Well, that's not his name. His real name is the Doctor. Just the Doctor, and Brightly Litt here is one of his companions, his companion in time and space, that is." Pinkie Pie let out a big gasp. "I knew it!" Then leaned toward Rarity and whispered, "I really didn't, I just wanted to say that!" She smiled widely and we all just rolled our eyes. Twilight continued, "Anyways, with the help of Brightly and the Doctor, they can go backwards or fowardwards in time to retrieve the tooth before it's too late! But first, in case you guys were wondering, I'll just let Brightly tell you how he knows the Doctor." Pinkie screamed, "YAYYYY! FLASHBACK PARTY TIME!!!!!!!" I just looked at her, smiled, and started my story. 'It all started one beautiful, spring morning, and I was heading to my job at the Golden Oaks Library, not long before Twilight moved in, when I heard a noise from my left. Then, I got that feeling that I was being watched. I trotted over to the bushes to investigate, and right as I got close enough. . .POOF! A bunch of rabbits jumped on me, which didn't scare me, but nonetheless, unusual. What were these rabbits running away from? I wondered this all the way to the library, wherein I found a brown stallion with some kind of tool in his mouth, investigating the mail slot, apparently looking for something. But what was strangest of all was the big blue Pony Box he was standing near to. It wasn't until he turned around that I noticed that it was just Colt Smith, our local time-keeper. I walked up behind him, but he seemed to know I was coming, because he said, "Good morning, Brightly. Say, have you had any infestations of any kind in the library?" I answered with, "No, none too serious that I know of, why?" He tells me that his "screwdriver" was "picking up odd readings from inside the library." I didn't bother ask him what that meant, because, at the time, I didn't understand all that was around me, so I invited him inside. He took out his "screwdriver" and went about the library, waving his tool over every bookshelf, often talking to himself. It got annoying after awhile because, his screwdriver makes a high-pitched whirring noise, which I was about to tell him to put away, but I thought better of it and asked instead, "What was that blue Pony Box doing in front of the library, and, more importantly, how did it get there?" The Doctor wasted no time in explaining, like he rehearsed the lines, "Oh, do you like it? I put it there, with some help from some mover ponies. I bought it from an antique shop in Hoofington, and it's so important to me, I never leave anywhere without it. It's quite beautiful out there, isn't it? It gives this town a bit of a rustic, old timey feel, don't you think?" I agreed with him, and he went right back to his searching, when a small filly came in to look for a book on Alicorns for a research paper they were doing at the Ponyville Schoolhouse. I directed her to the shelves in the far corner, and said, "Third shelf from the bottom. There's a step-ladder in the corner if you can't reach it." She thanked me and went to the shelves on Alicorn history, while the Doctor said something like, "That's strange, it seems to be. . .moving." It wasn't until about three or four minutes later, that, me and the Doctor both, heard the muffled screaming of the filly, who was being dragged by an incredibly small, yet strong, object, into the library's cellar. The object I saw looked similar to a spider, only, it looked as if it was made from some unknown Equestrian metal. Not knowing what else to do, nopony to call, or what in Ponyville I just experienced, I called upon the Doctor for help. I don't know why I did it, it just felt. . .right, and he jumped to his hooves, screamed, "AH HAH! There you are, you little buggah! Now, come back here! Allons-y!" And he dove into the cellar. I waited for about ten minutes upstairs, still shocked and confused. Then, I heard crashing, a whirring sound, and shouting. Then, silence fell upon the library, like somepony finally grasped the concept of a LIBRARY, but this silence was wrong. It was too. . .errie. I was relieved when the Doctor finally emerged from the cellar, along with the filly, with only a few bruises here and there. The Doctor said as he sat the filly down, saying, "That leg should heal up soon, and don't forget what I told you about Alicorns, they really LOVE banannas, especially Celestia." Then, when the filly thanked him and left, he looked at me and smiled that kind of smile you use when you just accomplished something big, and said, "Well, crisis averted. Now, I really must be on my pony way. I'll get out of your mane. Consider yourself lucky, that thing could've done a lot worse if it was stronger." Then, before I could thank him, he trotted out the door. Just a few seconds after he left, I followed him outside, and watched him enter his Pony Box, which in all reality, looked like it could only hold two ponies. I called the Doctor several times, each with no answer, so, after studying the box from the outside, I entered. THAT'S where it gets REALLY interesting. As soon as I entered the box, I noticed that it was bigger on the inside as it was on the outside. He bought this at an antique shop! It was like a whole other world inside, yet it was just a small Pony Box. The Doctor saw me come in and said, "I was wondering when you'd show up! Anyways, welcome to my T.A.R.D.I.S, that's Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, if you were wondering. Please, make yourself at home! Oh, by the way, in here, don't call me Colt Smith, that's just a psuedonym I use around Ponyville. My real name's the Doctor, just the Doctor." He went on rambling for about three or so more minutes, while, all the time, my mind was fixated on the interior of this contraption, and on the words 'TIME AND SPACE'. When the Doctor finished speaking, I heard him say something like, "And that's everything about my race, The Timeponies, and my old homeworld, Gallopfrey." Those words snapped me back to reality. "Excuse me, but did you just say 'planet' and 'race?' Because, if you did, and given we're in an impossible structure, are you an alien?" I asked. He wasted no time saying yes, and told the story again, this time, though, I listened. After he was done, I told him that I had always wanted to have adventures, go to places I've only read about in books, and that with this 'ship,' it will be possible! He then asked me if I wanted to join him, and that since it was a TIME machine, we could be gone and have traveled far out of this galaxy, and only have been gone a second. So, REALLY long story short, that's how I became the Doctor's companion.' To be continued in Chapter 3
Chapter 3: I need a DoctorSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 4: Trottingham, 200 A.D.Author's Note I worked hard on this part, and if you see anything wrong, please comment below and I'll get to it ASAP. I hope you guys enjoyed the story so far, and I hope to continue getting more inspirations from my followers. Again, thanks! Yours truly, Brightly Litt Chapter 4: Trottingham, 200 A.D. I felt the TARDIS jump through space and time, and the usual loud noise of the TARDIS as it "disappears there, reappears here" as the Doctor put it, and, watching the pumps move up and down in the tube above the consoles (and making me quesy in the process), wondered why it always makes that whirling sound. I thought about it once, and guessed that if it was a type of vehicle, it must also have brakes, and that he consantly leaves them on, but I kept my thoughts to myself. Knowing him, he would most likely disregard my guess and continue on with his "timey-wimey" business. Anyways, we finally landed in Trottingham, 200 A.D., and before we left the ship, the Doctor gave me a look of utter confusion. He said, "I'm sorry, but you aren't seriously going out there looking like THAT," he guestured with his hooves at my whole body. I said, "What's wrong with what I'm wearing, is it too modern?" In my defense, though, I did look too modern, with my rectangle-framed glasses, my newly-made wool sweater with the current year, 1015 A.D. inside around the neck of the garment, and Rarity's signature patterns all over the collar (she made it for me before we left. She's so sweet!), and my saddle bag, which probably looked too modern by itself, and thought about all the confusion and disruption it would cause if I left the TARDIS wearing them. After all, there was an almost 800 year difference between our time and this time. He shrugged. So I continued, "Plus, when did you start acting like Rarity? You always wear the same tie and clothing no matter where in time or space we go. So, why are you asking ME this, Mister Time-pony." He just replied with, "Hay, ties are cool, and secondly, I do change. This is a TARDIS blue tie, it goes with every time, so I don't have to change. You, however, stick out like my old assistant's eyes. You look nothing like the ponies of this time period, so if you could change, please do so in the dressing room. There should be something under the 200s category." I did as he said, and found a nice, old-looking vest, a burgandy bowtie, which felt like it held significant importance to the Doctor, and old, wire-framed glasses that the Doctor helped with getting the prescription of my current glasses fit in them, all the while we were still talking about what to wear in what period of time, which I won't bore you with the details, and walked out of the TARDIS. When we walked out, I was shocked. I thought we hadn't left the current time, because the small town had everything that our time did (lanterns, pony-drawn carriages, and some small huts), minus the few, slightly taller shops and huts. I asked the Doctor, "Why does this place look like we just traveled here and not gone through time?" He answered with, "Well, you see. Ponykind doesn't really change, which shocks me as well. They won't really change for another 2,000 years, that's when they start to make pony-less carriages and new ways for Unicorns and Earth ponies to join the Pegasi in flight. I know this because. . .I've seen it." 'Wow', I thought. I mean, I've been to and seen other planets and places in the Equestrian universe (or "poniverse"), but have never been to Equestria's past, so you can imagine my thoughts when I saw that Equestria hasn't really made any technological or industrial improvements in the past 800 years or so. I quickly turned my thoughts to the more important matter, this mission, and told the Doctor, "Well, I'll stop brooding over Equestria's past and how it hasn't made many advancements, and move on and search for the tooth, which should be fairly easy in this small town." He nooded, and made our plan for the hunt. The Doctor suggested we split up, cover more ground, and ask around for any suspicious, chaotic events. I agreed, and, with a watch that the Doctor gave me and the coordinates we should meet back up at, we trotted away. Within the next few minutes I was on the hunt, with little success and an rumbling stomach, I sat down to eat from a local sandwich stand (I'm so glad the currency hasn't changed) and saw a few houses that seemed perfect for investigating, and surveyed the somewhat familiar scenery. You see, I once visited Trottingham, and having a photographic memory, I saw some places that have not changed from my present time. I looked around, and seeing a few things that have not changed, such as the park, the postal office, and several huts and stores, I then noticed a hut that was WAY too strange for me to ever forget. This hut in particular stuck out like a Joke shop, it was a hut with uneven levels, mismatched wall colors, and a spiral staircase leading up to a roomless rooftop. If you have ever been there in the present, you probably would have known that hut was occupied by a silly Earth pony named Topsy Turvy (AKA Screwball), and had just RECENTLY built the house, so you can imagine my confusion that it was still there, in the same space that it always has been, and it have that same weird construction style. Of course, Topsy may have known about the strange-looking hut, knew about it's exact location, and had loved it SO much, that she had it recreated to fit her style of housing, but something was all too familiar to me. I asked the pony at the counter of the sandwich counter, "Excuse me, but who is the owner of that strangely built hut over there?" and pointed to Topsy Turvy's future hut. "Oh, THAT hut," the pony laughed, "that's the house of the local party pony, Screwball. Everypony in town knows and loves her. Say, you're not from around here, are you, given the fact you don't know who Screwball is." My eyes grew wide, and told the pony, "Is it THAT obivious. Excuse me if I ask, but do you know anything about mysterious activity, such as chaotic behaviors, strange occurances, or Discord-like objects in this town, probably being around that mare?" He scratched his chin for a moment, trying to remember, then replied, "Come to think of it, Screwball says she found Discord's tooth, whatever that means." My eyes grew even wider, and he continued. "I've also heard that, if you ask any member of this town, she is somehow related to the King of Chaos himself, but, that's just rumor." Before I left to find the Doctor, I then saw the one pony that I would not have ever imagined to find in this time, Screwball, and, to make things more difficult, Discord's tooth hung on a string around her neck.
Chapter 5: Screwball, Discord's daughterWhen I returned to the Doctor, I asked him what had he found out, and he said, "Well, I found out that in Equestria, my style of clothing does get noticed, A LOT. Don't get me started on how hard it was to explain my clothing style to a group of very judgemental Pegasi. Their comments really hurt. Oh, and that I have located our pony, a pony named Topsy Turvy has it, and that there seems to be some sort of time interference coming from the mare, even without the tooth. Weird." I told the Doctor that I knew the pony that has the tooth, that she is not only present in this time, but is also present in the future, some 800 years or so from now. He didn't find that at all odd, given he is three turns short of the TARDIS sometimes. He just shrugged that same old shrug, and I told him to follow me to Screwball's house. When we finally arrived, the Doctor took out his screwdriver and turned it on, with that same whirrling sound. I nudged him, saying, "That won't be necessary, you see, I know pretty much all there is to know about this time. . ." I was then interrupted by the Doctor. "So do I, I've been all over, under, and through Equestria's time, so, whatever you're going to say next, I already know it!" he said with a smug, confident look. I wanted so badly to prove him wrong, so I continued, "Oh, is that so, Doctor? Then you must know that the ponies of this time don't take too kindly to other ponies who break and enter. This first-impression will cause said ponies to become very secluded, quiet, and unwilling to cooperate. After all, the power of friendship is the strongest in this time. So, if you want Screwball to help us, I suggest you put your Sonic away." He was quiet for what seemed like ages, which told me I had gave him some good-to-know details he may have overlooked. He then said, "Oh, well then, that may have explained why my last visit to this time period was met with. . .mixed results. I probably should have read more in the history books but, then again, I don't like endings, so that's probably why I didn't catch that part." He then looked at me, who was still glaring at him, and put the screwdriver away. I thanked him, and knocked on the door. We waited about a minute or so, and watched as the door opened oddly, it was a door similar to that of the door to Golden Oaks Library, yet both it's top and bottom halves were hinged to the opposite sides of the doorframe, and watched as a screwy, wall-eyed purple pony, with a helicopter-type hat on, open the door. She smiled, looked at us both (or maybe she wasn't) and asked if she could help us. Before I spoke, the Doctor whispered in my ear, "Look at her eyes, aren't they cute-looking. They remind me of my old assistant's eyes, minus the swirly-pupils. I loved that mare. Still do. I keep in touch, bring her muffins, and we sit and chat. Oh, look at that cutiemark, a screw and a ball." He said, motioning to her flank. "Don't be rude, and stop staring at it!" I scolded him. "I wasn't being rude! I was simply admiring how absoloutely cute her CUTIEmark is." He said, looking a bit hurt. I then told the Doctor that now was not the time, and spoke to Topsy Turvy. "Um, yes, actually. We're just passing by, you see, and I couldn't help but notice you trotting by, with that beautiful necklace, nonetheless." I winked at the Doctor. "Do you mind if I ask you where you got it from, if you don't mind my asking?" She looked at me and the Doctor, still smiling, and said to us, "Why, of course not, come in, please, and do forgive the mess. Screwloose is away in her kennel for a week, and I just got home from throwing a big party. You should have been there, there was "Pin the tail on the pony," "Blindpony's bluff," and many more festivities. It was WILD, let me tell you!" As we entered her house, I saw stuff that I thought only a certain pink party-pony back at home kept, minus the frosting stains. There were streamers lining the floor and furniture, half-deflated balloons in one corner, and a dining room table full of unopened mail. She must have forgotten about them, because she took another letter out from a bag on the floor, and just threw it on the pile, which I was almost positive it was going to topple over, but never did. She also led us past her kitchen (to this day, I never did understand why she took us past the living room, where our discussion was supposed to take place in), which was almost as messy as her dining room, with sticky notes and dog food bits all over the refrigerator, walls, and floors. As she led us through her strangely built home, she must have forgotten we were there, because she once turned around, screamed at us, and, without further explanation, looked at us, and smiled. Once that happened, the Doctor whispered to me, "Ah, I believe I now know why the citizens call her 'Screwball', this mare is CRAZYYYYY!!!!!!" I nudged the Doctor hard in his side, causing him to yelp, but, instead of turning around to see what was wrong, Screwball just kept going, leading us in circles around her house, which was getting quite annoying. After about the second time around the house, I asked Screwball, "Excuse me, Ms. Screwball, but we've been wandering around your hut for about ten minutes, and our hooves hurt. May we please go and sit somewhere and discus why we're here?" She turned around, and looked at us both, like we just came in, and blushed. "Oh my, I am sorry, I thought you ponies left awhile ago, I had no idea. Yes, we can go sit somewhere. Please follow me." We both looked at her, a bit skeptical that she may forget about us again, and she said to us, "Don't worry, strangers. My absent-mindedness comes and goes as it pleases, but this time, I'll pay very close attention to you ponies." Her smile she gave us made me feel a little better, but only a little. She kept her promise, and took us back to the living room, where the Doctor finally got to speak, given he knows (somewhat) how to describe a important (and possibly dangerous) situation. He said to Screwball as she took off her necklace, placing it in a glass display case. He asked, "Now, first things first, LOVE your name, it's the second best silliest name I've heard, besides Derpy Hooves," I face-hooved. This was not going where I thought it would. He continued, "And, secondly, please tell us where you found that tooth, if you can manage to remember it. And, thirdly, we've been lead to believe you are somehow related to the King of Chaos, Discord, himself. Is this true?" She answered, "Yes, you've been told right, for I am Discord's daughter."
Chapter 6: A screwy pony's storySomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 7: The bowtieWhen things finally calmed down (for me), Screwball went back to the current conversation. She looked at us like nothing weird had happened, but the looks we were giving her must have told her otherwise. "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I black out and say something weird again? Well, that happens sometimes, when I try to be serious for too long, but don't worry, its normal." she smiled, closing her swirly-pupiled eyes and sticking her tongue out. "That's quite alright," The Doctor said, "I have those sometimes, too." Alright, I thought, this confusing nonsense was getting too much for me. I can barely stand the strangeness and silliness of the Doctor. Two strange and silly ponies is just too much. I cleared my throat, grabbing the attention of both ponies and said, "I hate to interrupt. . ." I tried to find the right word, "whatever it is you're doing, but I believe it's time we explain to you why we're here." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After we explained to Screwball that we were from 800 years into the future, which the Doctor explained as dangerous knowledge to reveal so much (honestly, I don't think Screwball would remember it after 800 years, so that was no problem), the only question she seemed to be worried about the most was about her family, in which she asked, "Tell me this, though. Will my Daddy ever come back to me? To stay?" The one question melted mine and the Doctor's hearts (so, three hearts in total). I wanted so much to tell her, but I let the Doctor explain it to her. "My dearest Screwball, because we ARE from the future, I can tell you ONE thing about your daddy, he may be different in the future, but he will and always will be there when you need him most. All in all, it will be like he was never turned to stone." Those words touched my and hers heart, seeing tears welling up in Screwball's purple, swirly eyes. She then went and got the draconequus tooth out of the glass, hesitated for a moment, then continued to walk to the table. She sat the tooth down next to her in the chair, and the Doctor asked, "Is something wrong? You know, I am only trying to do what's best for the sake of everypony. I mean no harm, only help." he stated. "He's right, Screwball. I've traveled with the Doctor for almost a year, and there is nopony more knowledgable or qualified than he, understanding the consequences of altering the past, thus changing the future. There is really no need to look so worried." I stated. She wiped the few tears she shed from her face, and said, "Oh, I know that. I understand the situation, it's just that. . . well, I don't want to part with the only item of my daddy I have!!" she sniffled and looked at us. "Well," the Doctor started with a small smile, "why don't we make a trade, something of equal sentimental value." He looked at me, then motioned toward the bowtie around my neck. I understood completely. I took off the bowtie, then I went over to Screwball, holding my hoof out for her to take the burgundy accessory. "This," the Doctor explained as she took it, "is my most valuable possession in my whole ship, besides my Sonic. It's been my one article of clothing I loved so much, that I never left anywhere without it." He chuckled. "I even said bowties were cool, but now, since I regenerated into a new pony, I seem to have outgrown the need for it anymore, being now, neck ties are cool. That bowtie just sits in the ship's wardrobe room, gathering dust, so now, I've decided to pass it down to you." Screwball's smile widened a bit as she took it and put it in the display case. As soon as she closed it, something amazing happened, the bowtie glowed brilliantly in the case for a few brief seconds. When the light vanished, the bowtie in the case turned purple, matching Screwball's coat and mane color. Amazed by the phenomenon, I asked the Doctor what happened. "Easy," he said, "My old bowtie found a new owner, and I think it really likes her." So, all in all, a happy ending. Screwball thanked us by giving us some of her cake, which, I must agree, IS much better than Appleloosan pies, and returned to the TARDIS. As we were leaving, I congradulated the Doctor on once again savng all of ponykind from further chaos, and he just smiled and said, "That's what I do!" And we set off back to our own time. Author's Note To be honest, this was the SADEST chapter I have ever written. Although, since 'SAD' was not one of the tags to this story, I tried to lighten the mood a bit with the Doctor's and Screwball's attitude. Hope y'all enjoyed!!
Epilogue: Gifts for a TimeponyWhen I put the presents in front of the Doctor, he just looked at them, then at me, asked, "Brightly, what's the meaning of this? Bringing me seven oddly-colored presents. I've had twenty presents already." I just told him to open the presents and not ask anymore questions. He did so, opening Pinkie's present first. Well, when the Doctor opened the lid, I laughed. Confetti bursted out, catching in his messy mane, and he laughed too. "Let me guess, Pinkie Pie's present?" He asked/stated. I nodded and motioned for him to continue. He did so, and pulled out from the box, a fez. This fez, though, was especially made for him by Pinkie, because it had the Doctor's cutie mark on it. I smiled as he placed it on his head, tears already welling up in his eyes (I had a feeling he will have a certain liking for fezes, now), and placed the box to the side, and picked up another present, which was Twilight's. As he opened the lid of her present to him, the Doctor looked inside and chuckled. He then pulled out Twiight's present, a book. Oh, typical Twilight, I thought. This book, though, looked a lot like the exterior of the TARDIS, being blue and have panel-like decorations on the covers. The Doctor opened the book and flipped through the pages, sometimes chuckling at the words on the pages. He then looked at me, saying, "I remember giving Twilight this book when she was my companion, telling her to write down anything impossible that she encounters on our adventures, or anything that she couldn't explain herself. She called it "The Doctor's book of Impossible Things." You know, you ponies of Equestria have one weird way of writing, even with her horn to write, this looks more like a lessons paper than notes and adventure-y stuff. Oh, I've missed this book." He hugged it close to him, and placed it down beside him and slid the other box to the corner, along with Pinkie's. Then picked up the next box, this one slightly orange, with a country flair to it. He picked up the present from Applejack, and immediately knew what it was, just by the weight of the package. When he pulled out the item in question, I knew also. It was a common flower pot, and within it, was a tiny apple tree sprout. There was also a letter inside along with the sprout. It read: Dear Colt Smith (or "The Doctor"), This here plant ain't any ol' saplin', but a Zap Apple seedlin'. Zecora found this in the Everfree Forest while y'all were on y'all's big ol' adventure, and ah thought since y'all helped us and all, Ah thought ah could repay ya with this here special plant. Ya see, Zap Apples are rarely found, and, accordin' to legend, make tha sweetest tastin' jam ever! But, they are very particular to certain conditions. Ifn' y'all need any info on how to spot the signs, jus' come on over and ask ol' Granny Smith or Big Mac. Again, thanks for savin' Equestria and our apples!!!! Sincerly, Applejack After the Doctor read it, he trotted over to the TARDIS console, opened up some kind of drawer that glowed a bright green, and placed it gently in there. He trotted back over to me, sat down, and, seeing the look on my face (I was shocked at what he had just done!) and said, "Oh, don't worry, my little pony! There is no place safer in the entire galaxy for any living thing, plant or animal, than the TARDIS console!! Plus, that drawer was made specifically for plant life, sort of like a greenhouse, only, in drawer-form." I just smiled and shook my head. Then, he pushed the third box aside and got the next box, a cerulean-colored box, from the high-flying Pegasus, Rainbow Dash, but I guess the Doctor knew that, by the way it looked (it had stars, rainbows, and other awesome-type things on it). His already big smile grew wider as he pulled out a pair of goggles, most likely Rainbow's, and, along the strap, she signed it "To my new favorite Timepony, if not the only one I know!!! Stay cool (but not TOO cool, that's MY job)!!!! -Rainbow Dash." We just rolled our eyes. Leave it to her to make a friend feel better, only to make more jokes (leave THOSE to Pinkie, please). Anyways, he put on the goggles, which made him look a little smarter (only a little), and moved the fourth away, replacing it with a box he must have guessed was from Fluttershy. Inside, there were several flowers* surrounding a small snowglobe depicting the Winter Wrap-Up from a few years back. He picked it up and shook it, causing the little scene to come to life, literally. There must have been an enchantment on it, because the scene depicted small Pegasi moving the clouds away, melting the snow below for the Earth ponies to plant the crops for spring, and the animal patrol waking up the animals from hibernation, whilst the Unicorns make baskets and nests for the animals' food and beds. All in all, a beautiful recreation of that year's annual clean-up. Once the enchantment ended, once again, the Timepony trotted over to the console, and, very carefully, placed the ornament on top of the console nearest to the tube and pumps in the center part of it. He once again was eager to continue open the rest of his presents, and got the next one, supposedly Rarity's, but I quickly caught him and told him to open that one last. You see, Rarity told me to make sure to open hers last, and she didn't tell me any more, so I just kept her promise and told him to open Discord's present next. Now, Discord's box was decorated weirdly (to this day, I have yet to find out how he managed all those different patterns), with polka dots on one side, stripes on another, and swirls in between. Anyways, though, he opened the present from the draconequus, and took out a picture frame. He showed the picture inside of it to me, and, to be totally honest, I never would have thought to see THAT again. Inside the frame, was Screwball and Discord, back together again, probably for the first time in 1,000 years, and, in Screwball's hair, was the Doctor's old bowtie. That scene, in itself, nearly melted my heart, again. She must have, after we left, turned it into a hairbow. And, judging by the date in the photo, it was when Discord came back from stone and tried to make Ponyville the "Chaos capital of the world." We studied it for a few more minutes before he said, "Well, it looks like she put my bow tie to good use, and it seems she had a wonderful time back with her daddy." We both smiled, and he continued, "Well now, let's have a look at the last present, I'm assuming is from Ms. Rarity." I smiled and nodded, then handed him the last box, and he took it, ever so slightly unwrapping it (to be honest, as I look back at that moment, I think he was hesitating, because, as he said, he doesn't like endings). When he finally got the lid open, he peered inside, and brought out a small tin container, about the size of one of those small tins of candy you get from your special somepony on Hearts and Hooves Day, indicating nothing special about it. But, when he opened it, he brought out a small article of clothing, one that made my heart sink into an pool of either happiness or tears of joy. What the Timepony pulled out of the tin was none other than. . .a brand new, almost identicle, burgundy bowtie. THE END. *I'm assuming the flowers surrounding Fluttershy's gift were substitutes for packing peanuts. Author's Note I understand that "The Doctor's Book of Impossible Things" is Doctor Who's book/journal/diary, but I decided to mix it up a bit. I also (kind of) explained why the Eleventh Doctor LOVES fezes so much. I'll start a new story really soon, "SOOOOOOO. . . WATCH OUT!!!!!" (Anypony who catches that last reference, kuudos to you!!!) Allons-y!!! Until next time, shine BRIGHTLY, my friends!!! -Brightly Litt P.S. "Shine BRIGHTLY is now my new phrase, comment below if you like it!!
Chapter 8: The final chapterWhen we returned the tooth safely back to Discord, Pinkie threw a 'Thanks For Saving The Poniverse' party, which lasted a solid half a week (that pony knows how to keep a party going!). Everypony had a great time, except, I found the Doctor was acting less enthusiastic as usual. So, after the party was about finished, I asked the six ponies (plus the draconequus) to help me cheer the sad Timepony up. They each did so by giving me seven presents to give to him once the party was over. I noticed that each present was wrapped in wrapping paper corresponding with that pony's (and draconequus') coat color, and took them to the TARDIS. The Doctor, unbeknownst to him, had a surprise coming to him in the forms of seven, very unique, boxes. Author's Note This has to be the shortest chapter EVER in the history of FimFiction.net, but I didn't want to stray into the epilouge (hoping I spelled that right). *THAT'S RIGHT! There's an epilouge!!!* Stay tuned!!!!
