Whooves and DanG

I grinned widely as I found myself surrounded on five sides by cement and brick walls. Cornering myself made the tactic I was using more believable. It also improved the ferocity I fight with if the need arose. My main reason for using this tactic was to get info from my pursuer. I turned and went into a defensive stance as the hoof steps revealed the proximity of my follower.

"Oi, I love a good run and all but there's no sense in it regarding a business meeting." Came the brown stallion with the hourglass cutie mark. His British accent easily distinguishable came thick and about as well worded as a certain book I'd nearly ruined my intellect with attempting to read. I knew a bit more about this stallion than I'd let on but referred to call him "Allonsey" due to a catchphrase he often could be heard saying.

"Why're you all scrunched up like that for anyway, ain't no trouble 'round here fer miles." He pointed with a laugh at my behavior. "What kinda creature is that form anyway, quite interesting how fire appears from it's shoulders. "Allonsey" mused aloud as he studied the morph I'd chosen. He walked right up to my muzzle and began examining my face as if her were a zoologist. He became even more curious after dodging a bout of flames after trying to pet me. His randomness began eating away it my patience like a cartoon termite would a cottage.

I thought spoke using a snarl in emphasis. The effect bypassed my target and instead he became more curious about. I snapped more intently when he tried to lift one of my forepaws.

"Alright, no reason ta get snappy, I here to harm ya," he replied cringing after a bare dodge of my jaws. He stepped back some ways to respect my wish for more space. After a minute, he face hooved and began chuckling at himself. "That's it ain't it, you think of me as an enemy." "Allonsey" realized with aplomb. After a fit of giggling and attempting to reassure me of his intent, he decided to change tactics. "So be it, no sense asking for one's help if they fear ya." He said as he turned around defeatedly and began walking away.

Instantly I became curious as to what he needed help with. With a "Doh" I recognized that he was trying to lure me in. I'm one cat who can't ever win out against curiosity.

I sighed with a growl following. I kept my senses peeled for trouble. Knowing this stallion, trouble was something he got into often. I couldn't be too cautious though as he may have been just asking for help from a local hero rather than attempting to turn me into a science experiment. I basically had to guess his amount of knowledge concerning me and play by it to fit the simplest bill, a hero who'd come to Equestria from another plane.

"All I can tell you here is that there's big trouble elsewhere in the universe and that I've come to you knowing you can fix the problem a bit easier than I could." "Allonsey" whispered conspiratorily. He looked at a watch on his wrist and started talking hurriedly. "If you can come to Derpy's at around three this afternoon I'd gladly talk to you about it more but until then I have an appointment I must see to," He said before galloping off in a rush to get where he was going.

My mind going a mile a minute, I made way back home to Carousel. I at least needed to inform Rarity that I was walking, willingly, into a trap, but maybe not in those words exactly. I had to be as careful with my honesty as I did with going to talk to "Allonsey".

Upon reaching my new home, I began a small search for it's owner by looking for signs of magical energy in use. I was directed to an upstairs workroom. The sound of a sewing machine running made the location even more obvious. Rare was always creating outfits for any occasion foreseeable. Her being busy meant that I had an opportunity to surprise her with an early return.

I stealthily made my way up toward the room her energy signature was shining from. I had to make sure to not use any energy myself as that would give me away. I let my attack instincts guide my actions toward a perfect sneak attack.

Creeping around the door frame corner, I discovered the workroom she'd been in empty and still as if nopony had been there at all. I cautiously entered keeping all senses wide open for signs of life or trouble. I was halfway into the room when my sneak attack backfired with Rare suddenly yelling out "MY MAN!". Before I could react she had me crushed in a hug, laughing at how I jumped at the sound of her voice. Once again she'd gotten the jump on me.

"What are you doing home so early, darling?" Rare inquired getting serious. The happiness in her blue eyes made them almost hypnotic despite the expression they held. There was no way I'd be able to tell her what kind of trouble I'd possibly be getting into.

I sighed having thought of no plan decent enough for this moment. Shrugging, I told her the truth with as limited amount of info as possible. "That doctor fellow invited me over for coffee and to ask me for some help," I stated as a matter of factly as I could. "As to what he wanted help with he hasn't told me the details but he said that I was the best stallion for the job." I reassured, intercepting the question Rare was about to ask. "I figure I'd go get the details before I decide whether or not to help." came the plan I'd had for the conversation with the mysterious brown stallion.

"Well, it's about time you two got together and made friends if I do say so myself." Rare gushed in her usual over the top way. "You're both pretty weird but that's what makes you both special ." She complimented as she kissed me atop my head. She literally sent me packing saying "Run along now my little colt friend you should pack for anything that may arise."

Packing for anything is as close to infinitely possible as possible. Too many variables mean too many situational outcomes, and who has the space to pack for infinity? Still I moved toward my basement lab to do as humanly close as possible to what I was told. I had plenty of strategies that would work in most situations and the abilities to go with them so I was pretty much as packed as I could be. Unfortunately if "Allonsey turned out to be as I suspected him.

At 3 p.m. I was on the doorstep of the Whooves family awaiting for my knock to be answered. The missus of the house, and the local mail pony, Derpy, appeared in the doorway. She was expecting me and lead me to where her mate was awaiting me.

"Good fellow, ready to get down to business or would you rather chat over refreshments first?" "Allonsey," asked after a hoof shake. He proffered a tray full of snacks and a line up of several tea pots filled with different beverages. He went into a small monologue about how his family were big fans and that she'd made a few of the offerings especially for me. He was chatting with me as if I were either a celebrity or an old friend. It took him a few minutes to run out of steam and notice my raised hackles.

"'Ello, is something the matter?" came a cheery inquiry. He began inspecting the room and the edibles in hopes to find something offensive about them. He returned his gaze to me as the movement from me checking around caught his attention.

"I won't show much force but so help me Tia if this little "meeting" of yours is a set up, I swear to the great faust that what force I will show will be enough to convince you to keep that muzzle of yours shut permanently." I snarled as an energy sword appeared with a flick of my wrist. I was using a slight show of force to at least imprint that I was not a force to be reckoned with. In my head possible every response imaginable played out in the usual "spider web" fashion. I just hoped that all the factors I had on my side would be enough to beat whatever my host could do in retaliation. For the second time in a day, my host laughed at my display.

"Oh come off it, I've seen your line, I know who you are, where you came from, where your powers come from, and practically everything else about you." Snorted the stallion sitting across from me. "Your powers are the exact reason I chose you to help me with this situation," He explained after wiping tears from his eyes. His amusement at my thought train was visible on the expression on his face. "I'm not an enemy. else why would you give me such an interesting nickname and I know you don't intentionally hurt friends." "Allonsey" pointed out in an attempt to shock me out of my caution. It worked as I chose that moment to demorph and be a bit more civil.

"So then I take it my hunch about you is correct as well, eh DOCTOR?" I snidely accused. It was a risky roll of the dice to let him know that I had info on him as well but it was a necessary risk. His reaction would tell me how honest he was about being friendly as well as the amount he knows about me.

"Ah yes that show on the tv, crazy how accurate the information that has on there is." Doctor replied with a thoughtful expression. "Seems as if we should've met a long time ago." came the product of his analysis of the new information. The conversation came to a halt following that. Suddenly, shrugging with a big grin, Doctor laughed "Better late than never I suppose.". His expression grew instantly serious as he asked me whether or not we should get to business.

A while later I had a severe headache starting and needed a bit of clarity on what I was being tasked with. I put together as many details as I understood and formed them into as accurate a question as possible.  "Alright so if I heard you right you want me, to travel to a different time stream, where the elements and others have kids and mates, and train one of those foals, the progeny of my mare friend and a dragon, none of which know who I am other than some petrified rock statue that fell into Equestria at the same time I did here, and save the time stream from collapsing?" my question came tumbling out.

"Yes to all." was Doctor's cheery answer. He then proceeded to give me the rest of the details. When those were thoroughly explored I was given a tour of the "transport" we'd be using.

I accepted the mission while attempting to appease my headache. With a yell out the door, the Doctor programmed the transport and off we went. I positioned myself on a nearby exam table ready for the part of the mission that involved unconsciousness and my Astro-form being removed so it could possess the other times team's version of me. As my body was anesthetized I had one last thought. "Make sure not to dissect me for scientific study while I'm playing hero." I growled through a yawn.