Search For The Doctor

“Run!” I say, looking at my friends as I begin to run off.

I’m Tech Reel, and..well, this is what I do with my friends.

Octavia is close behind me, carrying a borrowed juke box. Her musical composition is blasting through Ponyville. “Waiffor meh!” She attempts to say, mouth still gripping the handle.

That’s Octavia, my musical buddeh. Since you can’t see her, story and all, she’s grey with a black mane and tail. Wearing a pink bowtie, and donning a G-clef cutie mark.

“DELETE DELETE! Come back here!” Lyra says in a robotic voice. She’s running right behind us, wearing aluminum foil on her head.

And this is Lyra. My other..very interesting friend, who’s minty green in color, with a white and light blue mane, a lyre cutie mark..and apparently aluminium foil. You see, we’re doing what all grown ponies do with their time, play pretend right in the middle of Ponyville.

I hold up a stick and point it at Lyra. “Stop! One move and I explode the whole ship.”

“You wouldn’t!” Lyra says, continuing her robotic facade. “That would require risking yourself, and your companion.”

“Occupational hazard.” I say, growing angry. Octavia watches from the side, holding back giggles.

“Fine, but don’t think you’ve won this battle. I’ll be back soon, our legion is building, we will destroy you, Doctor! WOOOOOSHH!” Lyra makes a whoosh noise and runs off behind a tree.

Octavia turns off the music and runs over to me. “You did it, Doctor! You stopped them!” Octavia hugs me.

“Yeah..for now at least,” I begin to walk. “Now, let’s go back to the TARDIS.” Lyra comes out from the tree and we all start laughing at the performance we just did. “Okay, why don’t all teenagers play pretend all of the time?!” I ask, still giggling.

“Because they aren’t as cool as we are,” Lyra chimes in. “Or because they haven’t found the ultimate story to follow like we have!”

The story she’s mentioning is that of The Doctor. A few weeks ago we stumbled upon a little book. We didn’t think much of it at first, but then we actually began to read it. It contains tons of stories from a man named The Doctor, an alien protecting a world of humans. Humans that Octavia and I have learned about from Lyra's obsession with them. We've been spending all of our time reading about the Doctor's adventures. Octavia likes the skill and grace the Doctor has, Lyra likes..well, anything with humans really, and I like reading about someone I can relate to.

Octavia looks up with a look of realization. “Oh! Speaking of, whose house are we reading at tonight?”

Hmm, whose night was it? Lyra’s? No wait, that was last night. “I think it’s my house this time,” I say with a hint of doubt. Wait, is it my night? UGH, stupid brain, why don’t you remember things?..

“That’s right! You’re house then, Tech. Eight o’clock as usual?” Octavia asks.

I nod. “Of course!” Ooh! I can’t wait! I really hope I can resist peeking at the next page.

“Awesome!” Lyra’s excitement diminishes. “Well, I have to go to work. The shop has been BUSY lately, me and Bon Bon have been swamped!"

"Aaaww!" I look to the ground. Aw man, I completely forgot she's working today. Well at least I can hang out with Octavia.

Octavia looks at me sympathetically. "I have to go too, I have some things that have to be done."

"AAAAWWWW!" Both. Both of them busy today. Now what am I supposed to do 'til eight? "Oh well, I'll see you two tonight.." I say disappointedly. They both say their goodbyes and walk off. Whelp, I'm alone now....aaaaaannnd I'm bored. What is a Tech Reel to do in the meantime? I wonder what Twilight’s up to. I write a letter to Spike saying:

I’m bored.
What’s Twilight up to?

-Tech Reel

P.S. - I’m BORED

This..this letter is perfection. After marvelling over my letter, I use the spell Twilight taught me to send it to Spike. Well I guess I need to wait now….waiting……...waaaaiiiiitiiiinnnng….UUGHHH! I start banging my head on a nearby table, then suddenly a letter appears from a green wisp. Ooh! Took long enough. I open the letter to see:

Hey Tech!

Twilight is not to be disturbed today, she needs all the rest she can get.
Sorry.

-Spike

AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWGHHHHHHHHHH! NOW WHAT!? Then, out of literally nowhere, Pinkie shows up and grabs me.

“TEEEEEEEEEEECH REEL! I NEED HELP! IT’S AN EMEEEEERGENCYYYY!” Pinkie is bouncing all around me frantically.

I manage to catch Pinkie. “Pinkie, calm down!!” Jeez, what’s into her today?

Pinkie stops everything, sits down, and smiles innocently. “Okay.”

“Alright, now what’s the problem?” Knowing Pinkie, this is gonna be interesting.

“I need to send Twilight some things! She’s been in Canterlot for TWO WHOLE DAYS doing princessy stuff. I want her to know her friends miss her with a ‘Musical Miss You’ package!” She held out a box full of candies, as well as a C-D labeled: ‘Musical Miss You! Volume 17’. “I know she taught you how to send things to Spike, so could you do this for me? Pretty please?!”

Aw, that’s so nice of her to do..a bit much considering Twilight’s coming back tomorrow, but still really sweet! Wait..17? Huh…. “I would, but I don’t think it’s the best idea. For one, Spike already wrote to me saying she’s busy and needs her rest. And two, I do have the spell, but a box this big might injure Spike’s jaw on the entry.” I shudder at the thought of what the result of that would be.

Pinkie’s smile drops, becoming a huge frown. “Aaawwww….oh well, no biggie!” Her smile is back and she’s starting to bounce away.

I just stand there, blinking. I..uuhhh...but it was an emer-...Okay then.. “Wait! Pinkie!” I run after her, trying to keep up, then slamming into her as she stops. Ow! Didn’t really think she would stop.

“Yeeeess?” She looks at me curiously.

I rub my aching face and continue. “I am SUPER BORED. Do you want to do...um...something? Like a not boring thing. I have, like, eight hours before I have activities.”

“OOH! We could go to Sugarcube Corner! Or to a restaraunt! Or a store! WE COULD GET A SOFA! Or some quills! Or maybe we-” Pinkie rapidly fires suggestions at me without a pause.

I giggle. At least there are plenty of options here. And a willing participant!

“-Or the park! Or the playground! Or the fountain! Or-” Pinkie just continues effortlessly.

I can only stare at Pinkie, dumbfounded. Wha..she’s STILL GOING! By the time we actually DO something it’ll be NINE! “Pinkie, Pinkie, Pinkie..ssshhhh. Let’s just start at Sugarcube Corner and work our way from there.”

Pinkie grins. “Okay! Let’s go!” She pulls me along as if there isn’t a second to waste.

We head over to Sugarcube Corner and get a bunch of cupcakes and muffins. We sit around for a while, snacking and talking. Then Pinkie suggests some more activities, and we head out to do some. I can safely say we did about one third of her original suggestion list, which surprised me. Unfortunately, all of a sudden Mr. and Mrs. Cake come up to us frantically, saying they need Pinkie back at the shop. Some special pastries were dropped and ruined, and they need to recreate all of them as quick as possible. “Aww. Sorry Tech, I’ll see you later!” Pinkie says, running off with the Cakes.

“Okay, bye!” I say, doubting she heard. And I find myself alone once again. Wonder what time it is.. I walk towards a shop and look through the front window. Clock..clock...where are you clock? THERE! Seven...fifty three. Alright! Just enough time to get home. I run through town and arrive at my house to see Octavia and Lyra walking up. “Hey girls!”

Lyra hops up and down in excitement. “I’m SOO excited! What’s gonna happen?!” She hops inside.

“She is absolutely thrilled,” Octavia whispers to me. “I’m surprised she didn’t break in and steal the book hours ago.” We both snicker and walk inside to a rug surrounded by a few cushioned chairs. As usual, Lyra settles down on the rug. Octavia and I join her as she’s already flipping through the book to find where we left off. “Wheeerrrreee is it? Ah, got it!”

Octavia scooches up. “The Doctor just saved his companions and saw Rose, right?”

“Yeah, that’s right. And he’s about to regenerate! Ooh, I wonder what he’ll be like this time!!” I say, rolling around in excitement.

Lyra nods. “Only one way to find out. “I stumbled back to the TARDIS, weakly. As I entered, I knew that I’d regenerate any second. My hands-” Hehehe..hands...ahem, anyways, “My hands began to glow brightly and expel wisps of regeneration energy. Then all of a sudden, everything began to rumble. The entire TARDIS is rocking back and forth, and I hit the console, flipping levers and hitting buttons. All I can exclaim during this is ‘What? Wh- WHAT? OH NO!’ Everything is spinning, and suddenly, I’m regenerating. Energy bursting from my body. Then..blackness. I fall to the floor, losing consciousness. I can’t feel my hands, feet, even my face is numb..and I don’t know where I’ve ended up.” Wow..I wonder if he’ll be alright!”

Octavia and I glare at her. Please..please tell me she’s joking. Though, I did have the same thought for a second..A SPLIT SECOND! “Of course he’s alright, or else he couldn’t have written about it. Come on, Lyra, use your brain” Octavia says jokingly.

“Heh heh he..I knew that, I was testing you,” Lyra said hastily. “...anyways, um, “I wake up and find that I have some trouble standing. Walking becomes a task rather than basic function. I don’t know why, but it feels so strange. Though at the time I was too disoriented to realize why. I exit Se- I mean the TARDIS and I’m in some sort of forest. Not a jungle. Not a rainforest either. All I can tell is it’s extremely dark. I hear some animals around me, hoping they keep their distance. I began walking through and find a patch of weird flowers. They’re completely blue, petals, stems, and all. Strange. Are they man made? I still need to ask someone about that once I’m done with this entry. I decided to avoid it and moved on. Finally I’m out of the forest, and I realize that I need to find a mirror, I still don’t know what I look like yet. I see a little house of sorts, and walk up to it. I look at the window and see a horse, which scares me to the floor.” ”

“I always feel weird when he uses the word ‘Horse’. Horses are so different in that world than here. It almost doesn’t feel right calling them the same thing,” Octavia looks weirded out. I see what she means. It’s like if in that world, ‘Chairs’ were called ‘Benches’..two similar yet different things.

Lyra nodded and continued. “ “I got back up to look again, and noticed this was no normal horse. The proportions were very strange. Very big eyes, oddly shaped head, and very rounded features. Though, the strangest thing by far was that it copied my every move. I’ve encountered a similar parasite before, learning what humans do then syncing up with a person of their choice. But this was different. It wasn’t only mimicking my words, but every solitary movement I made. Why? How could it be so perfectly in sync, I’ve only been near it for seconds, and I haven’t even gone inside with it. But then I notice..it’s two dimensional….and slightly transparent. It’s..a reflection. It’s a reflection of me. I’m a HORSE! And as I made this realization, another equine walks up to the window in shock. She’s yellow..with pink hair. Or a mane I guess. And oddly enough, as strange as it sounds, butterfly tattoos on her..rear.” Wh- does he mean?..” Lyra freezes in shock.

Octavia looks to me. “No..that’s impossible, he couldn’t mean….”

I shoot up onto my hooves. “HE’S HERE?”