Changing Time

by Ponylover136

The Dolls Change

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I was at school, with my usual routine in mind. So when lunch came, I went to the fence and ate my lunch. The only difference was that John was with me. I finished my sandwich when John asked me something.

"Does a lot of stuff get on that doll?" he asked me.

"Yes. Why?" I replied.

"It can change!" John said.

"What how?!" I was shocked. "Hang on a sec." I changed into John, as the doll took the form of the candy doll. I squeaked and jumped to the side in surprise. How could my doll change like that?

"Fascinating," John said, "it appears that all of your tears and potion have sunk into the doll, allowing it to change when you do."

Later that night I woke up a bit, I was in John's form so I looked at my doll. John keeps his doll in his mane so I expected it to fall out, what I didn't expect was seeing John's doll, in the form of my doll! I mean, my doll was now the Candy doll, and John's doll, was now the John doll!!! I looked next to me to see John changed into my form that he had on his scanner. He must have bumped it or something. I decided to forget about it for now and talk to John about it when we woke up.

When I woke up John was looking at his scanner, he told me my code and my future on it had changed for the better. He said my current status was timelord, but he didn't say what my future changed to. It got me to wondering, so I limped over to the scanner. He quickly teleported it away, along with the dolls.

"HEY! Why did you teleport our dolls?!" He didn't reply, he just teleported everything back.

"Well, that's out of the question." John sighed. Then I remembered about the dolls.

"Hey John, last night you changed...into me. And your doll changed into my doll!" I picked up my doll, hugging it.

"How?!" John asked.

"Hmm, maybe...when I cut myself on the windowsill a bit of the blood got in your doll as I made it." I had cut myself on a loose piece of wood on the windowsill to his lab, for some reason I liked entering through the window. I looked at both dolls, "As for the teleporting...I see some of your mane hairs stuck in the doll's threads, and with mine...a bit of drool from when you were asleep. Maybe that's why they teleported! Both dolls have a bit of each of our DNA, so it also explains both dolls changing!" John seemed impressed by my observations, and then he offered something to me, a lab coat. I put it on.

"I was right." John said.

"About what?" I asked.

"You DO look cute in a lab coat." I giggled and blushed as we both flew slowly to his lab.

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