Interferensic Doctor (Comment Driven)

“... Without the dangers, Fluttershy! Cheer up, at least we’re actually in the ship Twilight and Dashie kept pestering and made books out of it!” Pinkie told Fluttershy, doing a rather pitiful attempt of calming the timid one of the five.

“Yeh, but they tell stories about this dalinks and cyberstuff and crazy runnin’ episodes!” Applejack defended. “We have all rights to be afraid!”

Rarity, who was sipping a drink along Rainbow Dash, just went on drinking her drink. When the Doctor noticed this, he inquired, “Why aren’t you frightened? It’s natural to be scared, I just run when I’m scared. I've been running around ever since. Isn't it amazing? Be scared, because it can make wonders.”

“I’m scared as them, yes,” Rarity retorted. “But I channeled it in a way that’s lady-like. Less trouble for you, mister Doctor.”

The Doctor rolled his eyes.

*Wveer* *Wveer!* *Wvee-creak!* *Wvee-chk-chk-chk-wveer!*

the Doctor immediately went to the console and took a glance at the monitor. “Oh, for Rassilon’s mistakes, stop it, you fool!”

Everypony rushed towards the Doctor, who was talking to the monitor. If it wasn't for the untimely fact that they were inside a big console room and they were in a space ship, they would’ve shrugged it off and pass it as a regular day in Ponyville. Rainbow Dash looked at the middle column, the Time Rotor column, and saw the the piston-like circular objects, the Time Rotor, instead of moving toward and back vertically in the glass column, not moving right. The Time Rotor was glitching.

“Oh.” Rainbow Dash looked around and let off a laugh. “We’re going to crash.”

Everypony gave the fastest pegasus in Equestria an incredulous look. Rainbow Dash, looked at her back, then to the others, then immediately ran around in circles. Pinkie Pie struggled to stop a laugh from escaping her lips before realizing why Rainbow Dash was ridiculously panicking.

“Doctor! Quickly! Find a safe spot! Don’t freaking make us land in a planet with dinosaurs still roaming around! Or probably not in that freaking asylum of creepy Daleks—” Rainbow paused and looked up for a minute before panicking again. “And don’t you even dare—”

The Doctor immediately ran towards the dematerialization switch and flipped it, before heading towards the other levers and switches. “WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM DOING!?” The Doctor exclaimed. “I’M TRYING TO MAKE A FREAKING LANDING! WORLD KNOWS WHAT WILL HAPPE—”

“Derpy, what do mean there’s another, taller, TARDIS beside my TARDIS?” a brown earth pony asked a derp-eyed gray pegasus who came from the backyard. “And why in the blazes do you believe it’s a TARDIS?”

“It’s a blue Trottingham police box,” Derpy explained, “and it gives away the same warmth and vibration your TARDIS has, Doc!”

“Impossible!” the brown pony rushed to check her claim and took a step no more. “Sweet wickering stallions, not him…”

Derpy also stepped outside. She faced at her husband, a once great man who had retired from being the Doctor, then the Curator, and hid in a simple town with permission from the royals, taking names of Doctor Clockwork Time Hooves Turner, or Dr. Hooves. He had then fallen in love to a young Pegasus who he had bumped to when he first came, and all ended good. Of course, until another TARDIS appeared. This caused Derpy to think that it was his fate to save the universe, even after his retirement. Still, she heard something which made her wonder who.

“Doc, what do you mean him?” Derpy asked. “You’ve met this Time Lord?”

“Unfortunately so,” Dr. Hooves said with a tone which signified that he was deathly serious. “This Time Lord’s not unlike anyone who I know.”

Derpy glanced at the tall police box. “Who?”

The door opened to reveal a man in his thirties, wearing a blue trench coat, pants, and a white button shirt. He stared at the two ponies before he opened his mouth, just to close it afterwards. He looked into the police box before drawing out a hand. The two were quiet for a moment.

“Doctor Hooves!” he stated with glee. “Thank goodness! I thought we crashed in a Dalek fleet! Again! I always seem to crash!” He stepped out of the box before seeing something horrible and offensive. “Little ponies.” He looked to his right to see the smaller TARDIS. “Little TARDIS.” He looked back to see his group looking at him in an odd way. “You five! Take some air for a moment and meet the pony I idolize in return for annoyances!”

Derpy and Dr. Hooves groaned in annoyance before recounting what he delivered. “Five?” Derpy asked. “Five companions?”

“Technically, we’re more like friends,” the undeniable sound of Rainbow Dash’s voice answered the surprised mailmare. “Well, I consider myself more like the awesome assistant of Doctor.”

As it turned out, the five ponies were the Element Bearers except for Twilight.

“Where’s Twilight?” Dr. Hooves asked. “You appear to have carried the whole set of the bearers for this time.”

“She’s inside the TARDIS, sugar cube,” Applejack replied, a rather grim tone echoing from her speech.. “It’s a mighty hard to conceive, but she’s…”

Dr. Hooves lifted a hoof which stopped Applejack and entered the TARDIS. He immediately went away after a yelp. “I see that. What happened to her?”

“No idea, one day she vanished, next thing we know the world’s gone black. Literally,” Rainbow explained before extending a wing and flapped it. “Hey girls, is it just me or something’s odd about the magic around here?”

The Doctor held out his sonic and activated it for a few seconds, observing its behavior. He frowned slightly. “Welp. Looks like the magical energy here is thaumic negative. This sonic screwdriver wand uses thaumic neutral, while you five slightly depend on thaumic positive.”

“Oh.” Rainbow went back to the Doctor’s TARDIS. The others looked at her silly.

“Thaumic negative can kill thaumic positive beings,” both the Doctor and Dr. Hooves stated.

“I don’t sense anything wrong,” Rarity protested in a rather weak voice.

The Doctor’s eyes widened before rescanning the area. “Oh. Non-thaumic. No wonder it went negative, even for the ones that are said to be positive.” The Doctor threw the sonic towards the TARDIS while pulling out a [more]http://media.popcultcha.com.au/media/catalog/product/imported\_older/DR109torch\_3\_3.png&sa=D&ust=1461428077310000&usg=AFQjCNGINM1IeOcol1ff40CdNqK4hJvFZg]more](https://www.google.com/url?q=[url=http://media.popcultcha.com.au/media/catalog/product/imported_older/DR109torch_3_3.png&sa=D&ust=1461428077310000&usg=AFQjCNGINM1IeOcol1ff40CdNqK4hJvFZg) ancient sonic screwdriver[/url].

“Oh, I know that model! Mark VII! Used by the chinny one and the next!” Dr. Hooves pointed out. “Wait, why do you have that?”

“Oh, I simply keep it. I really like the old stuff. Makes me feel things,” the Doctor explained as he looked to Rarity. “Take my sonic, and point it to yourself.”

Rarity was unsure, but she hesitantly followed only to feel a little bit stronger. Attending at the sonic screwdriver, she wondered how it would look like if she had decorated it, before purging her thoughts as she passed the sonic back to the Doctor who frowned.

“There’s no thaumic energy here, only a barren wasteland. Cute. Mr. and Mrs. Hooves,” the Doctor called. “Is the house, by chance, a TARDIS?”

The couple took a few steps back, confirming that it was a TARDIS. “Let me guess, your daughter’s TARDIS, because I distinctly see where we are right now.” The Doctor looked back and approached the fence. “A perception filter making us believe we’re in Ponyville while in reality we’re in a place destroyed!”

“And that’s why I hate myself sometimes,” Dr. Hooves whispered.

“Where are we then?” Fluttershy asked.

Dr. Hooves answered by lowering the filter by a whistle.

The four stared in horror as they determined where they were. The Doctor smiled a bit, as it explained why magic fluctuated so much.

Because there wasn’t any stable leylines to support life in such a wasteland.

“A wasteland. How could that slip out of me?” The Doctor mumbled, kneeling on the front yard of the house. “Did I do something about it? That’s weird.” He stopped and stood up. “Must’ve been the house’s owner. I know this universe. The void stuff stuck with us seven are making our magic to fluctuate. I hate it when that happens. I wish there was a way to flush those particles out.”

“There is a way,” a voice answered, cutting off the Doctor’s thoughts. The voice was young, and a woman’s. This caused the Doctor to smile.

“Doc Daughter,” he predicted. “Or, in laypony’s terms, Dinky Hooves. Hello.” He looked back to the house then to the unicorn who approached the Doctor. “Is this house your TARDIS?”

“Technically, it was my dad’s Type 52 until she granted it to me,” Dinky explained. “His old TARDIS is the small police box, while my TARDIS is a home with a front and back yard. When I liked it, I broke the chameleon circuit, and we resolved to use it as head of operations while dad’s TARDIS being emergencies.”

“You what?” The Doctor asked for clarification, but he shrugged it away. “Nevermind. I can’t believe that one of mes around the multiverse have an instinct to crush their own TARDIS chameleon circuits. Weirdly enough, they appear to have grown a fondness of me.”

“Why?” Dinky wondered.

The Doctor chose the moment to get back inside. “Nothing, just a perk of the multiverse, let’s get inside your home, DD,” he told her.

“You sound like my father at times,” Dinky commented.

“That I do, young Time Lady, that I do,” the Doctor retorted.

Shortly after entering the house, something changed on the Doctor’s perspective of the house. He now recognized why Dinky’s TARDIS looked like a house with a front and back yard. It was because the TARDIS was slightly advanced to support outside-boundary disguise. It was also upgraded a little to hold self-flight control, and even an optional support to travel in certain dimensions. He at one time thought about upgrading his, but since of the Time War, he couldn’t. Well, until there was an accident which caused the TARDIS to warp through the inside and outer dimensions, landing on a completely different universe. Through this, she met his non-Time Lord science-hungry book-loving fellow.

He laid his hand on his forehead, rubbing it in secret. He couldn’t admit it anymore, however it must’ve been because she was the fourth best companion from his list of ever-growing companions, with Sarah Jane as third, then Amy Pond, then Rose Tyler. Or did Sarah Jane rule first on his inclination. Maybe his granddaughter, but it was overly biased. Why was he thinking about best companions anyway? He could just ask the TARDIS about the best, according her database. What was he originally thinking again?

Of course, Dinky’s personal slightly-upgraded TARDIS. He was jealous.

“Hey, want some food?” Rainbow asked. She moved out of the TARDIS soon after listening to the conversation that had taken place when he was in the back yard.

The Doctor smiled and waved a hand. “Sure, I could take some food,” he told her. “I’m just going to take my sonic screwdriver from my TARDIS.”

“Oh, sure. Just make sure Twilight is fine,” Rainbow told him. The others said their own wishes to Twilight.

The Doctor smiled. It made them grin, especially Rainbow Dash, since she was there when he last smiled to the pony folk. When did it happen? When he departed to return to his own universe.

The Doctor headed to his favorite police box, only to see a very weird mare staring back. The Doctor temporarily ignored her and plucked up his sonic screwdriver before he froze, hearing something she wouldn’t even dare to say unless she was, after all, corrupted to the roots.

“Doctor, is this what it feels to do bad things?” she inquired. “What happened to me? I… I don’t want this…”

The Doctor stood for a minute before noticing a familiar aspect of her darkness. ”Can you take on?” he asked. “I’m trying to figure out what happened to you, but I guess you didn’t solve anything without an origin.”

She shifted uncomfortably. “Mockingjay Sparkle!” she cried.

“Oh… not her,” The Doctor mumbled before recognizing a sign of darkness. “We’ll try to head there. Hold on, my Twilight!”

“My Doctor…” her voice dropped back off before letting out a rather sinister laugh.

The Doctor facepalmed as he pointed his sonic screwdriver and activated it. It let out a beam of magic known as “Holy Magic,” causing the corrupted mare to fall asleep. He went away afterwards, confidence and determination on his heart(s). He will not let Twilight Sparkle fall.

...

Unless this fall from harmony turned her aura into one similar to a human…

“Okay, I’m blaming both Clara and Rose on this. Rose, because of you, the barriers weakened and TARDIS became dimension-jumpy, and Clara for being impossible in the first place. If Twilight here starts spouting your words, I’m going to pin my hair up for days!”

Someplace in a dimension parallel to the Doctor’s home dimension-verse, a certain blonde who has certain knowledge of certain dimensions and certain enemies sneezed while handling a tray.

“Rose, are you alright?” her mother asked.

Rose Tyler immediately regained her former stance, taking hold of the tray. “I think somebody just mentioned me. I guess it’s the Doctor, the other one,” she replied. “The Time Lord one.”

“What?” a male voice inquired. “I’m not a Time Lord myself?”

Rose chortled. “Oh, silly you. Of course you are, your hand says so.”

“Oh,” he sounded out. “Very good then. Although our TARDIS has just grown good enough to be utilized! Donna forgot about how we’re going to use it, but who cares?”

A certain undead-like human sneezed while travelling in a Diner-shaped TARDIS, making her immortal friend to help in controls.

“Clara, are you alright?” she inquired.

Clara Oswald just smiled. “I guess the Doctor remembers me.”

“But you said Time Lord technology—” Ashildr protested.

Clara chuckled lightly. “Doesn’t mean the Doctor will try to recall who I am!” she shot back. “Although if I was right and the Doctor does remember me…”

The two let out a hearty laughter.

The Doctor returned to the group to see a conversation taking place. He sat along a chair and cleared his throat. They paused before facing the only humanoid in the equine group and raised brows.

“I have something to tell you,” he declared.

“Somethin’s up with Twi?” Applejack guessed.

The Doctor sported a grin. “I guess that is the case, but will it be a good or a bad one?”

“A good news for us,” Dinky answered. “But, with something a bit in the middle as well. Like… something about her condition or something.”

“Correct!” The Doctor’s grin widened. “I found out what happened to our Twilight.”

“What had happened, dear?” Rarity asked.

The Doctor glanced up. “Corrupted by another Twilight Sparkle,” he responded. “A Sparkle who betrayed my will by throwing negative energy to her.”

The room dropped silent for a moment before Fluttershy spoke up. “How did you know?”

“She told me,” the Doctor replied. “The good news is that our good friend Twilight is trying her way to remove the corruption on her own, the bad news is that the corruption is turning her into a human-like pony.”

“You mean…?” Rainbow Dash asked.

Dr. Hooves gulped and answered, “humans are apes beings who surely will do anything and is gullible enough to get tricked, and they enjoy knowing new things yet at the same time be afraid of it, and they range from the worst to godlike,” he explained. “So, what part of human are we talking on Sparkle here?”

“The worst,” The Doctor sadly answered. “World’s changed, girls. Appears like the peace of Equestria’s going to be part of a long history.” The Doctor looked at himself. “A new era, I suppose. I only hope they don’t write my name in the books.”

“Why?” they all demanded.

“Attraction.” The Doctor pulled out a leather piece with a white paper within and stared at it. “Also, I have other reasons as well.”

He flashed the paper towards the group.

“‘Here lies the…’ Doctor, what do you mean by that!?” Rarity shrieked, horrified by the idea.

The Doctor frowned, stared at the paper, and shook it in his hand while knocking the paper on his head. He flashed the paper again to the group.

“It’s a lot of wavy… I know that pattern,” Dinky noticed. “It’s wibbly wobbly!”

“It is?” The Doctor looked at it once more. “Good, it looks there are secrets one old man can’t pass through psychic paper.”

Dr. Hooves snorted, causing the Doctor to facepalm in frustration. “Well, don’t pull away just yet,” Dr. Hooves instructed. “You brought a patient to cure, while making sure your two other patients are still alright!”

“Two other patients?” The Doctor repeated. “Who?”

“The universe you came from and this universe! Every pony universe is a dimension in and itself, and your Type 40 is sure spacey wacey to be classed as a void transport ship!” he said with glee.

Three cloister bells simultaneously rang, or as the Doctor called it, rong. The Doctor saw what the bells meant and hurried towards his TARDIS. The others followed, pouting as they said goodbyes. Or did they say bye? They didn’t.

Inside the Doctor’s TARDIS, he stared at the monitor, glancing to their prisoner, or the “patient” as Dr. Hooves called her. It was weird, seeing a version of himself, calling an old friend such a figure. He started out to flip switches before pausing, realizing the companion count he has.

“Why don’t you give try to pilot the TARDIS with me?” the Doctor offered“This was said to be a six-person transport after all.”.”

“REALLY!?” Rainbow Dash clarified, her face shining with glee. The others were making glances at her and the Doctor before shrugging it away. “I’m in!”

“Me too!” Pinkie answered, hopping towards a part of the console and beginning to change the right levers and pulling the right pumps.

The Doctor looked at the others before setting the translocation address and initializing flight. “You three not helping? That’s alright… now, let’s see what we got…” He attended at the monitor. “Oh, by Elysium and Gallifrey’s temple! Not this place! Why are we— Oh no!”

“What in tarnation are you talkin’ about now?” Applejack asked.

The Doctor looked at Applejack, saying, “We’re heading towards—”