Doctor Whooves & Professor Whooves

by GreenDeath

Rating: teen
Tags: Princess Luna, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Other, Adventure, Princess Celestia, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Human, Doctor Whooves
Length: 3252

It's time for the 11th Doctor to regenerate. His Companion, Clara Oswald, witnesses it but something neither of them could have expected happens.

The Doctor regenerates after fleeing from Trenzelor. His mission there is done, his life is lived. The Darlek threat to the planet seems to be over. Yet, one ship survived the destruction. One ship that sets events in motion, that even the Doctor couldn't have seen coming.

Published 2015-11-02 07:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-13 16:11:23 UTC

Prologue

Doctor Whooves & Professor Whooves

Prologue

~O~The Professor~O~

High above the planet Equs, a wooden structure floated just barely outside the atmosphere. The wooden door of the outhouse was open, and a brown coated Unicorn mare sat in its entrance. She held a telescope in her hooves, observing the planet below her, as a deep bell rang from within the structure that seemed to have no business floating where it did. In a matter of seconds, the mare dropped her telescope and ran inside.

The interior of the, admittedly small looking, structure was much larger then the outside would have led anypony to believe. Her hooves carried her to the central column of the vast room that was hidden inside the much smaller outhouse. The control console of the SENTOR was round, and the mare ran from one screen to another, pushing buttons and pulling levers as she went.

No matter what she did though, the deep sound of the bell did not cease. Stopping in front of one of the many monitors, she observed a few diagrams that only made sense to her. Well, to her and anypony who had learned how to fly a SENTOR.

“Bogus!” she finally exclaimed, looking up at the spinning circles in the middle of the console as if they had personally insulted her intelligence.

“There's no way another Timecapsule's approachin', old girl! Your sensors must be on the fritz again.” she added, checking the readouts one last time.

~O~Clara~O~

The Doctor was talking to her as much as he was talking to himself as he looked around the TARDIS, a sad look on his face. He had, of course, told her about regeneration, but she had hoped it would be a long time before it actually happened to him.

His hands began to glow, and Clara knew that the time had come. She rushed forward, begging the Doctor not to change, but there was nothing the Timelord could do...

~O~O~

Outside the TARDIS, in the eternal vortex of time, a Dalek stealth ship had noticed the Doctor’s ship as it dematerialized from Trenzalor. The Doctor had, somehow, managed to destroy almost their entire attack force. Only this one last vessel had survived, since it had been stationed in the Time Vortex to intercept the Timelord, should he attempt to flee.

In the exact same moment as the Doctor’s regeneration cycle began, the ship’s weapons fired upon his TARDIS. The Timecapsule, sensing the danger, evaded the first volley without its passengers actually noticing anything. It wasn't so lucky on the second volley though. One of the shots hit its mark and, even though it did not manage to penetrate the TARDIS’s defenses, its consequences were a disaster.

The dissipating energy from the Daleks’ weapons, combined with the inherent instability of the Time Vortex and the Doctor’s regeneration energy building up, caused a small bubble of time to form around the two ships. Its feedback was so strong that the black hull of the Stealth Ship was ripped apart, spilling almost its entire crew out into the raging winds of the Vortex, where they were quickly erased from time itself.

~O~O~

As the shockwave from the explosion hit the TARDIS, the Doctor was about to complete his regeneration. The Capsule was thrown around, and alarms began to sound. Alarms that Clara had never heard before.

The lights went out and, in a flash of golden energy, she thought she saw something in the darkness that made her doubt her eyes...

~O~The Professor~O~

The bell sounded even deeper now, and the sounds came faster and faster as the Professor raced around the central console. Something was happening alright, but she just couldn't figure out what it was. None of the readouts seemed to make any sense.

Then, suddenly, she was hit sidelong by something that had phased right through the outer wall of her SENTOR. For a moment it materialized, hit her, and then phased out with reality again, dragging her along.

“What the bloody Hell?” she thought, as she saw her SENTOR in the distance. A rip in reality was rapidly closing behind it, and flaming debris was falling through. Her blue eyes could only watch as the pull of another reality caught her ship, and dragged it through.

The sudden heat on her coat made her realize that, while the loss of her Timecapsule was a pretty severe problem, she did have more urgent matters to attend to. Whatever this strange, blue, box she was clinging onto was, it was re-entering the planet’s atmosphere and she did not intend to act as its heat shield for that.

Just as she wanted to try to pry open one of the doors she was pressed against, however, the heat around her dropped to a slightly chilly temperature. Flames began to erupt around the newly formed force field, and the Professor could still feel the rushing wind, but had, for the moment, avoided being incinerated. Now, only the landing worried her...

~O~Celestia~O~

The Princess of the sun had set her heavenly body for the day, and had been enjoying the moonrise before going to bed for the night, when she had sensed a disturbance in the magical field of the planet. Her sister, Princess Luna, had sensed it as well, and was watching the sky intently from the tower of the moon while Celestia did the same from the tower of the sun.

Soon both sisters spotted several objects entering the atmosphere, leaving burning trails that lit up the night sky. Since it was night, it was Luna’s responsibility to check out the burning fragments that impacted in or near the Everfree forest, and Celestia was glad to see that her sister took flight without her having to say anything.

“She's adjusting better every day,” the older Alicorn thought, as she turned around to go back inside. It was then that she heard a wheezing, grinding, sound that became louder with each passing second.

Celestia’s head snapped around, and she was just barely able to summon a shield before one of the burning objects crushed her. Her eyes widened, as she recognized the object as a blue box. They widened even further, as a brown Earth pony mare flew past her, tried to stop herself on the marble floor of the Princess’s bedroom, bounced off, hit her bed and rebounded once more before hitting the wall.

The Princess of the sun panted slightly, as she dropped her shield to take a closer look at the box that had by now bounced off her shield and fallen onto the balcony in front of her. The blue exterior seemed to be made of wood, but that couldn't possibly be true. Anything made of wood would have burned up in the atmosphere.

A groan from her bedroom reminded her of the other thing that had apparently dropped out of the sky. The mare was slumped against the wall, rubbing her head with both forelegs. The fancy suit she had been wearing looked scorched in places and had definitely seen better days.

“Would anypony mind explaining to me what is going on here?” Celestia finally asked, her one visible eye twitching slightly. The only answer she got from the mare on the ground was another groan, as the squeaking of an opening door sounded from behind her.

~O~Clara~O~

Clara clawed her way out of the TARDIS, which was lying on it’s side. Flopping onto the ground outside, she couldn't help but curse the Doctor for actually having a swimming pool in the TARDIS. When they had crashed, some stabilizer thingy had obviously been malfunctioning, and so the pool had, once again, flooded the control room. She wanted to go back inside and look for the Doctor, but for the moment she just didn't have the strength left to do so. She was wet, miserable and had been thrown from one end of the control room to another. It was a small miracle that she hadn't broken anything!

Suddenly, she smelled something. The smell was slightly familiar, even though she couldn't place it immediately. Opening her eyes, she felt as if her heart had stopped. .

There, almost directly in her face, was a horse. A horse that, for some reason, had a horn, wings and a pretty annoyed look on its face.

“Ehm... hi...” Clara said, trying to scurry backwards.

“Hello. Excuse me, but would you mind explaining to me who you are, where you come from, and why you crashed into my bedroom in the middle of the night? Also, I hope you and your friend over there are unhurt,” it said, gesturing over to another horse... no... that wasn't quite right. This one was more like a pony, if anything. But... it looked strange somehow, not to mention that it was wearing a smart business suit that looked as if someone had tried to burn it in a furnace just to pull it out again at the last minute.

“Clara!?” came a male voice from above her, and yet another Pony poked its head out of the TARDIS. This one had blue eyes and a gray mane. For a moment it looked directly into the face of the horse she had initially seen, its blue eyes fixating on the horse’s purple ones.

“You're not Clara,” it finally said, much to the surprise of the big white one. Clara put her hand to her forehead. So it hadn't been her imagination after all.

“Doctor?” she asked, her voice shaking slightly. The brown stallion looked at her, a smile forming on his muzzle.

“Ah! There you are. I seem to have some... problems, and can't find a mirror. Can you see if there's anything wrong with me?”

Clara just couldn't look at the Doctor. Not only had he regenerated into a different species, but he also had, for some reason, developed a Scottish accent.

“You're a Pony, Doctor...”

“Nah, stop kidding around. I'm a Timelord.”

“Excuse me...” the big white horse...Unicorn...thing... began, but the Doctor just waved one of his hooves to silence her, before returning his attention to Clara. Then, suddenly he stopped, raised a foreleg, and examined it carefully.

Suddenly, he broke out in a fit of laughter and grabbed the big white one by its... shoulders(?), shaking it slightly.

“I'm a Pony! This must be some kind of a mistake! But it's brilliant! Even if it's just a dream caused by my recent regeneration, it's such a great opportunity!” he began to ramble. It was just about then that the other brown Pony in the room tackled him to the ground. A shouting match ensued between the two and, for the first time, Clara got the distinct feeling that the Doctor had found his match.

“Excuse me...” the white horse began again, addressing Clara again. Her voice sounded desperate as she did her best to keep a smile on her face.

“Funny that...” Clara thought, before deciding just to accept that the dominant species on this planet seemed to be horses....

Author's Note

So this is my first story. I'm trying to improve. And yeah... For all Doctor Who fans who are confused about that Stealthship thing:

They are actually a thing. Read the Doctor Who novel: Engines of War. They were Darlek ships that lay in wait in the time vortex for passing TARDISs to prey on. But here you may see why it's a bad idea to open fire inside the vortex, instead of waiting until your target has emerged from it ^^

(In the book Engines of war they actually don't fight in the vortex. They wait for the TARDISs to materialize)

Thanks to The Minister of Scones for the amazing editing work ^^

Chapter 1

Doctor Whooves & Professor Whooves

Chapter 1

~O~Clara~O~

Clara was sitting at a table that was definitely not made with humans in mind, but she didn't mind sitting on the floor for once. The cup of nice scented tea that Celestia, as the big white horse had introduced herself, had offered her was certainly helping to calm her nerves.

The Doctor and the Professor, which was apparently the name of that other mare that had assaulted him upon stepping out of the TARDIS, had been taken to a separate room a few minutes earlier. Celestia, who seemed to be the ruler of whatever land they had landed in this time, had politely asked one of her royal guards to bring the two squabbling equines to one of the guest rooms.

Clara smiled, remembering the slight twitch in Celestia’s left eye as they had left. Even her patience seemed to be at its limits when it came to the Doctor.

"So..." Celestia began, looking her right in the eye from the opposite side of the table. "You are a... human, you say? I can't say I've ever heard of your species, but that can wait for later. More importantly, why did you crash into my bedroom in the middle of the night? You could have seriously hurt me there."

The young teacher blushed a little as she tried to find the right words. Honestly, she didn't know how they had ended up here, or what exactly was going on. All she knew was that the Doctor had regenerated, and that something had hit the TARDIS. Whatever that something was could be responsible for them being here, but there was no way for her to know for sure.

The TARDIS itself would surely be able to give her the answers she needed, if it could talk that was. Not to mention if she could get inside. Clara had tried after the Doctor had left, but the doors had not opened for her. The lock had even resisted her key. It couldn't have been more obvious. The TARDIS simply didn't like her.

"I... I don't know honestly. I don't really know much about how all that time travel stuff works, so..." she began, only to be interrupted by a cough from Celestia that suspiciously sounded as if she had tried to suppress a laugh.

"Oh great..." Clara thought and began to explain as calmly as she could, imagining she was explaining it to a class of students.

~O~Luna~O~

Luna folded her wings shut as she landed silently near one of the crash sites near the Everfree Forest. Her hooves barely made a sound, as she moved from shadow to shadow. Already she could hear the ponyies of Ponyville coming to investigate, and she wanted to get there before they did in case it was anything dangerous.

As soon as the first burning fragments came into view, the Princess of the night hid, letting her magic wash over the strange objects she saw. They were made of some sort of metal that she had never seen before. Parts were blackened by the flames, while others looked as if they had been painted that way deliberately.

A strange kind of energy flowed through the wreckage. Something she had only felt during a thunderstorm so far. Was that was had happened? Some strange kind of airship being hit by lightning? No. That couldn't be it. The sky was clear tonight and, besides, she had never seen anything like this. If it was an airship, then where were the occupants and the balloon?

It was then that Luna felt something. Something barely alive. She tried to touch it with her magic, and immediately recoiled from the sense of dread she was feeling. The midnight blue mare was not a pony to be frightened easily, but this was beyond anything she had ever felt. Whatever the being in this wreck was, it was purely evil. Its only intent was to destroy and kill everything that it came across.

The Alicorn shook her head, trying to suppress the impulse to run away as fast as her hooves could carry her. Behind her, she could already make out the lanterns of the ponyies of Ponyville. She had to do something, and she had to do it quickly.

A moment later, Luna launched herself into the air with one powerful flap of her wings. It wasn't hard for her to locate the life-form she had found earlier and, as she got closer, she noticed that there were several others. How had she not noticed them up until now?

Their black metal casings were dotted with golden half spheres. Was that some kind of armor?

The Princess of the night stopped in midair, looking around in shock as she found herself surrounded by the strange beings. The strange pipes that extruded from the upper part of their cylindrical forms glowed blue in the dark night, all of them pointing directly at her.

“EXTERMINATE!” they shouted in unison as a howling screech filled the air and Luna’s vision filled with an ominous blue light....

~O~Professor~O~

“And I tell ya, you're an idiot!” the Professor groaned, slumping down on one of the couches in the palace.s guest quarters. She rubbed her temples with her hooves as that infuriatingly stubborn stallion trotted up and down in front of her, still wearing his oversized suit. He didn't even seem to notice that he was ruining the carpet with all the water that was still dripping off of him.

“Oh, so I'm the stupid one? Sorry, and I thought you were just trying to explain to me that there is no Time Vortex, and that everything in this world is run by magic. But clearly, I'm the idiot here.” he replied sarcastically.

“Look, Doctor, I recognize a time traveler when I see one but...” she said, pulling her sonic wrench out of her coat pocket and quickly scanning the Doctor while he was pacing.

“... but I don't think that the term “time traveler” even applies to ya, now does it?” she finished as she examined the readouts of the device. Yep. No doubt about it. The pony in front of her had not a single ounce of inherent magic in him, nor did his dimensional wavelength match up with her own. Of course she knew about alternative realities, but if all ponies there were like this buck, she would do everything in her power to never actually go there.

“Thanks for stating the obvious. I regenerate as a pony and...” the Doctor began to say, before his eyes rolled back in their sockets and he dropped to the floor where he stood. The Professor could only stare in shock as a wisp of regeneration energy floated out of his muzzle.

“No... could it be that you...” she thought, staring at this strange stallion with a new kind of curiosity. She had, until now, thought she was the last of the Time Guardians. Was this stallion actually one of her own from a different reality or even....

~O~Celestia~O~

A shock went through Celestia’s horn as she tried to lift her teacup to her lips with her magic. An infinite sadness overcame her almost immediately, as the beautifully decorated cup began to fall and hot liquid splashed onto the white tablecloth, staining it a deep red...

Author's Note

Thanks for the editing pre-reading The Minister of Scones. Without it, this would be a lesser story.

Now, I know this is a very short one, but there's been a lot in my RL, so I didn't get to write as much as I wanted to ^^ I still hope you like it.

GreenDeath