Cheating the Cycle of Life- A Padded Pony Collab

Doctor Whooves wasn’t sure what to make of his current predicament. On the one hand (or was it hoof now), he was stuck in a world known as Equestria, populated by technicolor horses (or ponies as they called themselves), and had somehow ended up regressed to the body of a baby pony (a foal, as they were called). His assistant, Rose, had apparently reincarnated as an earth pony named Roseluck, and and was currently searching for a cure to his regressed state.

But on the other hoof, he was certain that The Daleks wouldn’t think to look for him in this world, or neither would any of his other enemies that could easily do him harm in this weakened state. They would probably think he was off saving some planet. “Well, I’ll have to miss Jack’s stag party.” He muttered.

Fortunately for the regressed Time Lord (or was it Time Pony now), the mare that had taken him in (who went by a number of names, whether it be Bubbles, Muffins, Ditzy Doo, or Derpy Hooves), proved to be quite understanding of his predicament, and agreed to let him stay with her for however long he remained in his current state.

She had an identical twin sister, so it seemed the two swapped names often.

“Do I really have to wear this?” Doctor Whooves complained, as Derpy finished taping a diaper to his hind quarters.

“Now, Doctor, you should know very well that babies can’t just wander around without a diaper,” Derpy said sweetly, lightly booping him on the nose “You need to wear it for protection, in case you have an accident. You wouldn’t want to make a mess all over my nice clean floors, would you?”

“No, I suppose I wouldn’t. And I guess a baby, or a foal, not wearing a diaper would attract suspicion. And in my current state, that is the last thing I want,” Doctor Whooves considered “This is bringing back memories of the Academy.” He muttered, “I mean, the Corsair was a nice enough bloke, but the things we did at one of his birthday parties...” He shuddered. “I shall never look at a duck the same way again.”

“Well, you certainly have an interesting past,” Derpy smiled, as she brought Doctor Whooves into the kitchen “I can’t wait for my sister to meet you, she’ll just love you to pieces!” She giggled, “And you can meet my daughter Dinky!”

“When will she be arriving?” Doctor Whooves asked, as he was suddenly seated in a highchair, and had a bib tied around his neck.

“Not for a while, still,” Derpy explained “Which gives me plenty of time to feed you. I apologize in advance if it doesn’t taste as good as what you usually eat. But this stuff was all the rage with my daughter when she was a little foal, no older than you are now.”

“At this point, I shall take what I can get,” Doctor Whooves said politely “Just one thing, don’t let me eat pears.”

“Why not? I think pears are yummy.” Derpy replied.

Doctor Whooves made a face and stuck out his tongue “Well, I don’t. I hate them! They taste awful! I’m allergic to them, and they give me terrible diarrhea!  If it were at all possible, I would see to it that pears ceased to exist!”

“Well then, it’s a good thing I don’t have any pear flavored foal food,” Derpy said with a chuckle “But I do have some very delightful cream of carrot for you. I should warn you though, it has a very addicting taste.”

“As long as it doesn’t contain pears, I don’t care.” Doctor Whooves insisted, as he reluctantly let Derpy spoon feed him.

As he was spoon fed in relative silence, Doctor Whooves thoughts drifted to Roseluck. “I d hope she can find a cure,” he thought to himself “As much as I appreciate having someone to take care of me, I cannot shirk my responsibilities to the universe. Without me around, there is no telling what sort of evils are terrorizing the world as I know it.”