Team VTP - Vehicles Turned Poniesby ppg1998ChaptersChapter 3: Ponies's Homes (Unedited)Chapter 4: VTP Encounter Part 1 (Unedited) Chapter 5: VTP Encounter Part 2 (Unedited)VTP Q&A #1We need the talk.What’s been happening with meChapter 1: Meeting ponies (Full - Edited)Chapter 2: Talking Ponies (Full - Edited)VTP Q&A #0Chapter 3: Ponies's Homes (Unedited)Twilight Sparkle was quietly enjoying a book in her room currently reading one of Starswirl the Bearded’s famous books on the study of magic. The palace was completely empty, Spike was currently having a day off and had decided to go to Rarity’s house for the day. Starlight was also out of the castle, spending time with Trixie. Twilight couldn’t help but remain skeptical of Trixie, all things considered, but she couldn’t control who Starlight makes friends with. Not after that disastrous attempt to control Starlight’s social life the first time around. Luckily she didn’t have to worry about that since she had all day to read in peace. She had even, after several false starts and lectures from Spike, managed to get her automated kitchen spell to the point where it could make tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches without any major disasters, so she didn’t even have to leave the comforting warmth of her blankets. She could just spend an entire day relaxing as only she knew how. At least that was what she had planned for the day before she heard a loud knock at the door followed by an all too familiar high pitched voice. “Twilight! Are you home!? I have somepony who could use your help!” Twilight groaned to herself as she closed the book and unravelled herself from the blankets, Pinkie was a great friend, but sometimes she had some of the worst timing. Opening the door to her rooms she was greeted with Pinkie as her usual hyperactive self along with a new mare she had never seen before. What really got her attention was the mare’s fur, completely black fur was an extremely rare thing among ponies, especially after the events of both Nightmare Moon’s and Sombra’s villainy, and most ponies either dyed their coats, or used magical enchantments to change their colors. Twilight smiled at the idea of making friends with such a rare breed of pony. She could almost feel the questions bubbling up unasked, what was it like? Did she have any problems with it? Could Twilight help her with the friendship problems that were sure to have followed her? Twilight only managed to restrain herself when she noticed that the mare looked like she was about to lose her lunch. Impala was stumbling even more than she was before and her whole world was spinning. ‘Screw you new world physics.’ She fought to keep her lunch down long enough to the point where everything stopped feeling like she was caught in a high speed fishtail and she could actually focus on what the pink menace had been so eager to show her. The first thing she noticed was the annoying pink pony that just dragged her halfway across the town, smiling widely as she watched Impala steady herself. Impala could feel unfamiliar muscles twisting and tightening as she clenched her hoof into a fist, maybe Pinkie would stop smiling if she lost a couple of teeth. The second thing she noticed was the new ‘pony’ staring at them with a mix of curiosity and amusement. What caught Impala’s eye was that this pony had both wings and a horn. Up until this point she had only seen ponies with a pair of wings, a horn or, like her, neither of those things.. ‘A pegasus and a unicorn? What do you call that, a pegacorn?’ Impala was about to respond, but Pinkie beat her to it and at a very fast pace that Impala just barely understood. “Hey Twilight, I found this new mare walking funny around town and she said that she needed a place to stay, so I first thought that I would let her stay at my place so that I could help a new friend and so that we can lots of fun, but when she mentioned about needing to find a library I thought of the most super duper greatest place for her to stay, so can you let my new friend stay at your place for a while? I know your place is very big and only you and Starlight and Spike live here I thought maybe you could use some more company here and Impala here is the perfect fit so can she stay with you?!” Impala stood there with a blank expression trying to comprehend everything Pinkie just said. By the time she finally processed it all Twilight then spoke and was somehow unfazed by that very long ramble. “While I am more then happy to help, Impala was it?” Impala nodded. “Impala Winchester.” Twilight replied with a smile. “Interesting name. Was one of your ancestors an antelope?” Impala just stood there for a minute with a slightly confused expression. “Uh, I don’t think so.” “Well, regardless my name is Twilight Sparkle, Princess of friendship.” Impala nearly gagged right there, but held it down with everything she had. ‘For crying out loud! Why is every name here so cheesy and sweet?! Uh If I make it through the whole day without throwing up, I will be amazed. Wait, Princess? Maybe I got a better deal then I thought. ‘Twilight’ could probably help me, I just need to figure out to prove it and also put gently.’ Twilight then brought out her hoof and impala tried to do the same, but it was a bit awkward to get it right. Twilight decided to be polite and didn’t ask. “Well since that is out of the way, come inside so we can work out the details of your living arrangements.” “Alright with me.” Impala was about to walk inside, but Pinkie then pulled her and Twilight into a group hug. “This is super duper amazing, my new friends are being friends with my best friends! Well I better get back to Sugarcube Corner, my break is about done anyway, have a good stay at Twilight’s Impy!” Pinkie then bounced away humming a song. Impala was just confused and annoyed again. ‘Impy? Oh great she makes nicknames. Well, it could have been worse. Pinkie may be annoying, but at least she's helpful.’ Twilight then spoke with a concerned look on her face. “I'm sorry about Pinkie, she can be a bit… overwhelming. She means well, she just doesn't understand the concept of subtlety.” Impala spoke with her now usual slight frown. “It's fine. So, are you going to show me around?” Twilight smiled. “Certainly!” Tardis and Luna eventually reached Celestia’s private study away from all the guards. The Solar Tower almost completely empty of maids, butlers, guards, and the inevitable royal-hangers-on that populated the rest of the castle. Not even bothering to knock Luna pushed the doors open only to find Celestia surrounded by cookware; bowls, whisks, icing tubes, and bags of ingredients all slowly orbiting the solar alicorn as she herself was muzzle deep in an dogeared cookbook. A fierce scowl of concentration that would be the envy of any of her students replaced her characteristic soft smile while she muttered her way through each step of the baking process. Maybe today would be the day she managed to bake the perfect cake. The sudden noise of her sister’s entry was enough to dash these dreams against the reefs of reality as Celestia’s horn flared slightly at the intrusion and every single object save for her book disappeared from the room in a flash of light. Celestia sighed before twisting in her seat to face the door, rapidly switching her scowl of concentration for her natural soft smile when she saw Luna enter, only for her smile to twist into confusion for a split-second when Luna stepped aside to reveal Tardis. It was, in Luna’s opinion, a rare display of unmasked emotion for Celestia. “Good evening Luna, may I ask who your guest is?” “A good evening to you too Sister, this is Tardis, Tardis, this is our sister Celestia.” Tardis was still looking around with a fascination of a child until she saw Celestia. “Pleasure to meet you.” “As to you, Tardis. Luna, while I do like talking with our little ponies, normally I save it for the throne room or my office outside of the worst emergencies, may I ask why you have brought one of our little ponies here?” Luna walked to her sister and, after nudging her slightly to the side, sat down beside her, the couch creaking slightly beneath the combined weight of the two royal alicorns. “I found her in one our broom closets and some of the things she has told me I thought might be up for discussion. Tardis if it’s ok, may you tell us your situation?” Tardis thought about this for a moment with an actual serious face. “Is this room soundproof?” Luna and Celestia looked at each other in confusion, but Luna’s horn glowed for a second. “It is now.” “Ok, to put this in the simplest way possible, I am a intergalactic time traveling box that is bigger on the inside from another dimension, something turned me into one of ‘your little ponies’ as Luna called them. Time And Relative Dimension In Space at your service your highnesses. Tardis for short.” Luna was looking even more confused even after hearing that name for the second time, Celestia, however had slipped into her royal ‘mask’, betraying as little emotion as possible, despite the blue mare’s ridiculous claims. Celestia was the first to recover from that little announcement., watching Tardis as if the strange blue mare would explode at any moment before she leaned over and whispered in Luna’s ear. “I cannot tell if she is telling the truth or if she is just a mad mare.” “I am pretty sure it’s both, Sister.” It took them a while to reach Spitfire’s house after Del’s crash, both pegasi chatting like old friends as they ambled along Cloudale’s residential streets, Derpy still supporting Del whenever she tripped or stumbled before making their way into the richer part of town, sprawling cloud mansions slowly replacing the smaller town-houses. Del barely registered when Derpy turned off the road, instead just following her blindly as Derpy continued to regale her with stories of the misadventures that Dinky would get into until the grey mare halted suddenly, forcing Del to either stop or walk headfirst into her friend. “Just a little warning,” Derpy looked back at Del as she lurched to a halt, a grey wing shooting out to steady her. “Spits is still a little bit sick from a case of the feather flu you’ll probably have to wash your hooves if you don’t want to catch it yourself.” Derpy let her wing fall from Del’s back as she pushed the mansion doors open before leading Del through the foyer, down a hallway, and into a ‘small’ sitting room. Every step through the hall Del let her eyes fall on some new poster, some shouting “HAVE YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES?” or another stock recruitment phrase, others listing dates, times, and locations she had never heard of before; all of them were framed like they were national treasures. Even in the sitting room there was no escape from the poster pegasus’s presence, although nowhere near as omnipresent as in the hall it seemed like no matter where she looked there was always a new poster for Del to study, each one different from the last. Del just stood there, awestruck at Derpy’s sister’s house, her jaw hanging open. “Wow.” Derpy had a warm smile on her face, already well-used to this reaction and the rather excessive decorations that tended to overwhelm the visitors she brought with her. “Welcome to my sister’s home. Being a Wonderbolt pays well, although I wish she understood subtlety a bit better.” “What’s a Wonderbolt?” Derpy looked at Del like she was a mad mare. “Wow, when you said you were foreign you really weren't kidding.” Derpy giggled a bit and Del couldn’t help herself as she started giggling along with her. ‘You have no idea.’ The two stood there in the doorway giggling for a second before Derpy led Del to one of the cloud couches, letting her rest on her stomach and experimentally flex her wings, just getting used to the full range of motion that they had. Derpy watched Del stretch her wing muscles as she settled herself into a cloud chair before speaking again. “Those are some cool looking wings, I didn’t even know they could make fully functional artificial wings, neither did I know they could make them look this awesome. Where did you get these things?” Del had smile on her face. “I guess you could say a old friend made them. His name was Doc, he was a great friend, a little bit of a nut case who had a slight problem with getting into trouble, but a good friend all the same.” “Sounds like it if he made these for you.” “Yea he was, There was also someone else, Marty, He was good kid, played guitar, always the one to go head first into danger without a second thought, and had a hatred for bullies that called him chicken.” “Reminds me of my friend Rainbow Dash. Oh hey how did you do that part where an actual trail of flame followed you wherever you flew?” “I'm not sure why that happens,”Del smiled sheepishly before continuing. “Don't worry about it though, should only do that once I get to eighty eight miles per hour.” Before Derpy could give a response the yellow and orange pegasus from the posters, her flame coloured mane greasy and matted with illness, entered the room. “Oh hey Derpy, You’re home earlier than I…” Spitfire stopped as she spotted Del laying on the couch, who waved in greeting. “...Expected. Derpy, who is this?” “Oh hey Spitfire, this is Del, Del this is my sister Spitfire.” “What's up?” “Hi,” Spitfire answered uneasily as she stared at Del before turning to Derpy. “Derpy, can I speak to you? Alone.” “Oh sure. Del, do you mind resting for a little bit while my sister and I chat?” A quick shake of Del’s head was her only answer as she turned away from the sisters and started to examine her wings more closely while Derpy and Spitfire walked out into the hallway, Derpy closing the door behind her. . Spitfire barely waited for Derpy to close the door before she starting whispering, her voice low and rough. “Sis, I love you, I really do, but you need to stop bringing strangers into the house regardless of their situation. I thought you’d remember that lesson after last time.” Derpy facehooved. “Oh my Celestia, that only happened once and how was I supposed to know that filly with a broken leg was secretly a master thief?” “Look Dits, you have a good heart, and I love that about you, but it's not a good idea to just invite random strangers into your home. Especially into the home of a high ranking military official.” “Come on Spits, you're just being paranoid now. Look I saw the injury myself this time and she really did need help. Besides she doesn't even know who the Wonderbolts are. She asked me herself.” “Well haven't you-” A grey hoof covered Spitfire’s mouth before her next rant could build any steam. “Spits, I understand you're worried for me, but I'm grown mare and a mother. I know you've taken care of me for most of your life and I'm grateful for that, but you don't have to do everything for me. Let me handle this one. If I fail, I'll learn from it and give you the right to say I told you.” Derpy removed her hoof. Spitfire thought long and hard about what her sister just told her and sighed. Spitfire then gave Derpy a hug. “How did my little sis get to be so smart?” Derpy smiled and hugged back. “When ponies think you're a liability you need to show them you’re not by working twice as hard.” They let go and Spitfire spoke. “Alright I'll let you handle this. Might as well meet the mare properly.” Before either of them could push the door to the sitting room open they heard a yelp, followed by the rushing noise of air which was cut-off by the sound of a crash. Both Spitfire and Derpy rushed into the living room only to find Del hanging from the ceiling, her metal wings embedded in the cloudcrete. The mare herself blushing in embarrassment as her ears flopped to the side of her skull. Nopony said anything for the longest time before Spitfire asked the question that she knew her sister was thinking. “How did you even do that?” Del’s blush grew brighter as she answered. “I tried seeing if I could adjust my wings so that they wouldn't go out of control like last time and then this happened. Stupid glitches.” “Glitches?” Derpy answered for Del. “It's what's she likes to call her accidents whenever she messes up like this,” Derpy looked directly at Spitfire before she continued. “Like you used to call my accidents my ‘derps’.” Del sighed as she stopped struggling to free herself and just dangled limply from her wings. “Well it could have been worse l...” A small crack appeared where her wings were stuck. “Oh damn it,” she managed to mutter before the cloudcrete gave way and she fell bonelessly to the floor. Landing on her stomach with all the grace of a puppet with its strings cut. Derpy and Spitfire could only watch as Del lay there gasping before she muttered out a quiet “I'm ok,” before a chandelier decided to follow her descent and land on her skull, as if to add insult to injury. Spitfire just watched as everything happened before her eyes, staring at Del while she lay there clutching at her head. “Where did that even come from? I don't even own a chandelier!” “Stupid glitches.” Author's Note I am so sorry for it taking so long for this chapter to come out. I had a bit of a writers block with how to continue the story and keep in as many cameo's as possible without making equestria full of them, but still keep them at a distance where our three hero's can still visit them any time they want. Not to mention all of the situations with life from school to jobs to family and so many other things, and other stories I have been working on. I will try my best to keep this one moving for as long as I can and I'm sorry for making you wait so long, if you want to help support me and keep me going here is my Patreon. I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and the rest that will soon follow. Have a trollestia Chapter 4: VTP Encounter Part 1 (Unedited) Author's Note Sorry if this is shorter then usual, the next one might also be short but the dialogue will be worth it. I hope anyway. Anyway enjoy. Have a Trollestia. Chapter 4: VTP Encounter Part 1 (Unedited) “That should end of our tour. Any questions Impala?” “Just one, your sure you really don't mind me staying here? Isn't royalty not so pose to let random strangers into their home? Now that I think about it, shouldn't you have some form staff or guard here?” “Oh it's no trouble at all really. While Pinkie can be… well Pinkie, but I know to trust her judgement. And there is no need to worry about me, I can take care of myself. I'm not called the princess of magic for nothing.” “I don't know, sounds like you're asking to get killed or worse.” Twilight gasped a bit and Impala looked confused. “What?” “Who in their right mind would want to kill me?” “Do you have enemies?” Twilight looked a bit pale. “Well, yes, but I don't think any of them would go that far. That's a rather scary way of thinking Impala.” “It's called being cautious.” “Sounds more like extreme paranoia to me.” “What's the difference?” Twilight didn't have a response to that. “Uhh. I'm going to go back to my room to read. You can use the library however you wish.” “Thanks Twilight.” Twilight walked back to her room trying to not to think about what Impala said. Impala rolled her eyes and walk into the library. ‘Something tells me ponies aren't use death around here. Better keep quiet about it, these ‘ponies’ need to grow a- WOW NOW THAT’S A LOT OF BOOKS!’ Impala walked into quite possibly the largest library she has ever seen with jaw wide open. There were hundreds, possibly thousands of books. The book shelfs went almost as high as the ceiling and they were already high. There was a ridiculously large ladder in here too, but Impala knew wasn't a good idea to climb that after barely figuring out how to walk. Impala shook her head and decided to look around for any books that could help her. Impala was lucky to find some books that might help her. She pickled out ‘Common Species of Equestria Vol.1’, ‘Mythical Creatures of Equestria Vol.1’, and ‘Ancient and Recent History of Equestria’ . ‘It's a start, but at least now I can get a good idea as to what I'm getting into for this world.’ Impala then walked over to the table tried sitting down. After a few awkward attempts she managed to sit down somewhat comfortably and started reading. [---1 Hour Later---] ‘Huh, humans are considered supernatural here? This world sure has a weird sense of humor.’ After reading the history book and species book, Impala is currently reading mythical creature book. She learned the three main tribes of equestria. What really surprised Impala was that dragons, Griffons, and other creatures like that is considered ‘normal’ here. That will not be easy for her to get use to, the magic won't help help either. Twilight left to go into town about twenty minutes ago so Impala can read alone. ‘Well at least some of these things I'm familiar with, but is really necessary to make the names pony related? I mean Vampony and Werepony? Come on. Well at least Wendigo's kept their names… wait their ice ghost horses here? Well I'll give them credit since It kinda makes sense to call them that.’ ‘Hmm, wow, changelings got better here. At least they aren't child eaters. Not really understanding the love eating thing though. I'll ask Twilight later. Demons? Same. Reapers? Same. Ghosts? Same. Come on, I'm in a completely new world there has to be something new here. Wait what's this?’ In the middle of the book something odd caught her attention. Impala raised an eyebrow and read out loud. “The Angel Statue. Not much is known about this myth, but in the some ancient books long before equestria was founded the books say that they took on the appearance of angel statues that when you looked away or even blinked could make you vanish into thin air never to be heard again as soon as they touched you.” Impala stopped reading and had deep thinking and slightly annoyed expression. ‘Why does this sound familiar. It sounds like something Sam and Dean would have fought, but somehow I know they didn’t. Where have I heard of this thing. It sounds like a perfect fit, but somehow it doesn’t.’ That was when Impala was startled by the weirdest noise she ever heard. *VWORP VWORP VWORP* Impala fell out of her chair because of it. She quickly got up and looked around to where that noise came from. ‘What the hell was that?’ “Again in the closet? Hehe, Teleporting in this world is rather funny.” Before Tardis showed up she explained her situation to both of the princesses so they could were figuring out what to do. While they were taking Tardis found book on teleportation and apparently has the Doctor’s speed reading trait in this world. The princesses decided to let Tardis to go see Twilight about this so she can help with situation. Tardis asked to specify where Twilight is and decided it would be the perfect opportunity to test out the new teleportation spell, but she is personally not really believing that the world has magic. It most likely something else that hasn't been fully explained yet so they call it that. While the teleportation was successful she had a feeling that the way she did it was not considered normal here after seeing the princesses reactions to her signature way of disappearing and reappearing. Tardis tried to find the doorknob and did her best to turn it. Unfortunately as soon as she did she fell out flat on her face… again. Tardis quickly got back to her hooves and dusted herself off. Tardis finally noticed the confused earth mare Impala standing behind her looking at her with confused expression on her face. Tardis smiled as chipper attitude. “Well hello there miss, sorry for ending up in your closet, can you tell if this is Twilight’s house?” Impala still looked a little confused, but then quickly shook her head and had a scowl on her face. “Yea, but who are you and how did you end up in their?” ‘Well she has pleasant personality.’ “Well I-” “INCOMING!!!” The before anyone knew what was going a flaming mare went through a conveniently open window and started flying into the castle completely out of control. Tardis and Impala both quickly ducked as they both saw a the grey pegasus Del flying with an actual flame trail following behind her. ‘Bullocks, hell isn’t so pose to break loose yet. Actually that should have happened at least five minutes ago.’ The Del was doing her best to take back control over her wings, but all she could do was prevent her from crashing into things. The Impala looks like she was getting very annoyed, but Tardis didn’t really blame her as the out of control pegasus was flying circles around the hallways of the castle. After a few more seconds Del started to slow down and started to gain more control. Until the wings gave out altogether and del fell. The pegasus then fell down onto the floor and skidded until she was right in front of Tardis and Impala. Del then had a sheepish grin on her face and was blushing. “Uh… Hi?” ‘Well she seems nice.’ Tardis and Impala got up off the floor. There was awkward silence as Del also got up to her hooves. Both Del and Tardis were waiting for Impala to speak who still had annoyed scowl on her face. After about a minute Impala then spoke. “OK, if nothing else is going to randomly appear and interrupt me or someone, can someone explain what is going on?” Tardis waited to see if anything would interpret and then spoke. “Well as I was saying before, My name is Tardis and I was told to visit with Twilight to help me with a certain situation.” Impala then turned to Del still looking embarrassed. “OK, and why did you show up here like a lunatic?” Del then put hoof behind her head and chuckled embarrassingly. “Well, my name is Del Brown Mcfly and my new friend Derpy recommend that I go see a friend of her’s to see if she could help me fix my wings. Twilight I think her name was. I just got in town five minutes ago by hot air balloon. While on my way here I wanted to test and see if my wings would at least work at slow speeds without acting up. You know the rest. Sorry about that.” Impala then sighed a bit. “It’s fine, I've just had long day. My name is Impala winchester. If you're looking for Twilight, she went into town to pick up some stuff and someone named Spike. If you want you can wait.” Del sighed in relief. ‘Well glad this situation is finally calm down. Also glad I am not in trouble.’ Tardis then spoke. “Impala? Isn’t that a car brand?” Then both Impala and Del looked at Tardis with surprised expressions. Tardis looked confused. “What?” Chapter 5: VTP Encounter Part 2 (Unedited)Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.VTP Q&A #1“You think that's enough questions?” “Well it is our first one so I don't think it would be a over flow right away. This isn't a ask blog after all.” “Girls, they can hear us again.” “Oh hey welcome to our-” “ Q&A ” “Why do we have to do that?” “I say just go with it.” “Ok let's see, oh the first question is for me.” (Impala) [I want to hug you… can I hug you?] “...This is seriously my first question in this?” “HAHAHAHAHA!!!” “SHUT UP!!! and No! There are only a certain number people I would even consider that.” “Who are those people?” “Like I'm going to tell.” “You're no fun.” “You’re realizing this now?” “Nevermind. Oh Del the next one is for the both of us.” “Oh! Let's see.” askVTP (Del) [Can you ask Tardis if she can give you lightning powers?] (Tardis) [can you make Del travel through dimensions if she Truly tried? (Sorry for bad explanation.)] “CAN YOU PLEASE?!!!” “Sorry Del, as River Song would say, Spoilers.” “Awww… wait, who is River Song?” “A very long story, remind me to tell you later.” “Ok.” “Wait, why was pinkie’s face in that last question?” “I'm not sure. Regardless what's the next question?” “Huh, another one for me.” I'm liking this story a lot. askVTP So (Impala) do you have any knowledge of how to make your weapons to defend against demons? PS you are a the best Impala “Uh… thanks? And of course I know how to make them. You didn't seriously think after taking care of those two idiots all their lives that I wouldn't pick up some things along the way. I know everything Sam and Dean combined. I also know a few Tricks from Cass and Crowley.” “Ohhh, like what?” “Spoilers remember?” “I guess I should have seen that coming.” “Wait, taking care of? How could you do that?” “Simply being there when no one else was.” “That's surprisingly thoughtful of you Impala.” “Just because I act like a bitch sometimes doesn't I can't be nice. I was practically the closest thing to a mother for Sam and Dean after Mary died.” “Huh… That’s… uh.” “Unexpected?” “Yea, that. Can we move onto the next question.” “Sure. Oh, another one more me.” askVTP (Impala) [do you remember back when that ghost tried to run over Sam and Dean on that bridge using you? What did that feel like?] “Yes, as for what it feels like when someone is driving me. Imagine that feeling you get when you're working with a team practically perfect synchronization and you feel like you're unstoppable. That's how I feel whenever I'm used for something awesome and it only rises when Dean is behind the wheel. Although I did thought Sam was crazy when he told Dean to sit still in the middle of the road.” “I feel the same way when Marty is behind the wheel. Nothing against Doc, but just because you build something, doesn't mean you know how to use it properly. Getting hit by lighting isn't exactly good feeling, the second time around I mean.” “I get that feeling when The Doctor uses me to save the world. And I mean when he actually uses me in life threatening situation and not just to travel to another location and leave.” “Ok, now what's next one.” “Oh here is one for all of us.” askVTP (Everyone!) [Would any of you kiss a ghost?] “No.” “Don't think so.” “I don't see that happening.” “Next please.” “Oh another one for me.” “Sounds like someone is pretty popular.” “Keep it down mad mare.” askVTP (Impala) [Can you do the Windy Thing?] “I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.” “That is weird. Oh the next one is for me!” askVTP (Tardis) [What did it feel like when time exploded (again) and you had to land inside yourself?] “Painful. I would go into more detail, but if I do there's a good chance your brains will shut down from the overwhelming confusion of how to accomplish what I did.” “Is that true?” “Yes.” “Okay...” “Oh I'm next.” askVTP (Del) [What's the name of your younger sibling that's a train? What's it like having a train as a younger sibling?] “What are you talking about? A train sibling? And I'm not exactly the biggest fan of trains.” “Why not?” “One crashed into me right before I woke up here.” “Oh… I am sorry to hear that.” “It’s fine. Let's just move into the next Question.” “Ok, the last one is for you Del.” askVTP (Del) [When you fly, is the fire hot enough to burn others that are flying too close?] “I'm pretty sure it can, but despite my… less than stylish entrances I know how to keep the fire from touching as many objects as possible. I don't know, but the flames doesn't seem to affect me at all.” “That sounds like it could be very useful on a adventure.” “Definitely.” “Ok I'm starting to get a little tired from this. Let's just find one more question and call it a day.” “Alright by me.” “I don't mind.” “Huh? Hey Author!” (What?) “This one is for you!” (Really? Huh. Well I guess that's ok, but in the future I really want you not to question me and more on the VTP’s.) askVTP (Author) [What were you thinking when you started writing this? I'm confused how an idea like this comes up.] (That's actually a funny story actually. It started when I saw a image of the USS Enterprise as pony while on tumblr. The artist name is chaoscroc and you should find it Tumblr somewhere.) (Anyway that picture then reminded me of a Doctor Who episode about when Tardis actually got her own Human body and then that reminded me of the Supernatural Episode “Baby” where they shot an entire episode of supernatural from The Car’s perspective.) (It then finally hit me and I thought my can't other cars turn human. Or for the website’s sake ponies. I then thought what would be an interesting fit between a supernatural car and Powerful Time machine space ship and BTTF car seemed like perfect fit.) (I like to think that Impala is the grumpy level headed one of the group. Tardis as the crazy, smart, playful, funny type and the most talkative one of the group. And Del kinda like that cute slightly clutzy little sister of the group that is still nerdy about some things science can do like time travel. A word of advice, never piss off any of them.) “Damn Straight.” “Do you always need to be so vulgar?” “Do you always need to be British?” “What does my accent have to do with this.” “You speak how you want, and I speak how I want.” “Fair enough.” “Bye Everyone! I hope you enjoy.” “See you in the next time.” “Onto the next chapter! ALLONS-Y!!!” Author's Note I hope you all enjoyed the first VTP Q&A. Have a Trollestia We need the talk.Ok before you all get a heart attack I'm not going to cancel this story. That will never happen. Hopefully. Anyway there is something important we do need to talk about. I'm out ideas. Specially for this story. Now that does not mean I'm going to give up on this story, far from it in fact. If I really didn't care about this story I would have just canceled this thing with no care. The problem is that I don't know where to continue this story the way it is. I decided to reread my old work on this story and I'm not really happy with it. I was planning giving this thing a full reboot, but I'm not sure how to go about it. What I want is the main focus is for Impala, Tardis, and Del. However I want to bring in as many VTP's as I can and have them all interact with one another, but I don't want that to get in the way of the the character's story and relationships. I want them to know the mane 6 and to visit as many other ponies, but don't want them just moving into ponyvile. I want them to explore the whole planet of equus and beyond, but at the same time I don't want them to leave equestria too often. I want to keep all the VTP's that come up and in one place, but I do want them to help when they can without overshadowing impala, tardis, and del. So if it wasn't obvious I'm kinda in a bit of bind here. So I'm going to need some help. If you have a idea or just want to help in anyway please PM me and tell me how you can help or tell me the idea and if I like what I see I'll put your name in the description letting them know the people and ponies know you helped. Also for anyone who want to see what is qualified to become a VTP this acceptable. I can allow: Cars, Trucks, planes, boats, trains, submarines, tanks, helicopters, mechs that need pilots, space ships, space stations, and any other none conventional vehicle as long as its drivable. Anything else is a not allowed. For a more specific list, I'll put one down below with a spoiler block so people won't get spoiled unless they want to see what see what vehicles will be specifically become vehicles turned ponies (VTP's). Impala-supernatural Tardis-doctor who Delorean-back to the future KITT-nightrider The bluesmobile-the blues brothers Brock Samson's car-venture bros. A Dalek space ship-doctor who. The polar Express-the polar express The uss enterprise-star trek The uss franklin-star trek Whatever that enemy ship was that had that awesome crash in into darkness.-star trek That big scary ship in Star Trek movie in 2009.-Star Trek. Luke skywalker's X-wing-star wars The millennium falcon-star wars Y-wing-star wars Slave 1- Star Wars AT-AT-star wars Darts Vader's personal ship-star wars. Snowspeeder-star wars Star destroyer-star wars. Death Star-star wars. (Didn't see that coming did yea?) USG Ishimura-dead space Gipsy danger-pacific rim Crimson Typhoon-pacific rim Cherno Alpha-pacific rim Striker Eureka-pacific rim The original megazord-power ranges Megas-Megas XLR The one mech that in ever version of the gundam series that's white, blue, red and gold.-gundam The scorpion-halo The wraith-halo The brotherhood of steel airship-fallout Light bike-tron Atlas-titanfall Oger-titanfall Stryder-titanfall Wow that was a lot longer then I thought. Anyway the only idea I think I will keep for what I originally planned is that all the VTP's will be living in there own town or community of sorts where they can all live together and hopefully not all kill each other. So to wrap this up, if anyone want to help and get some ideas flowing to keep the story alive please PM me. Sorry for dumping this news on you. I hope you all have a good day. Have a trollestia. Author's Note One last thing. There will be no general lee car in this story. Stop asking. What’s been happening with meMy mental process during this “Come on come on this is the start to an original idea you made! Write the opening Damn it!” Standing in a room pacing back and forth in an apartment complex is a Texan nerd that refuses to give more information to the people reading this that. He was currently contemplating his thoughts on what to do. “You know you love this idea! You made it all your own and all the comments in the story love how insane this is. Make the Damn story!” ‘Oh what’s the point. I don’t know what the hell im doing. I want to be a writer hopefully for a TV show at the very least one day but how the hell if I can’t even make a complete story. Every time I tried winging it before collapsed under the writer's block.’ “Shut up! You can do this! All you have to do is stop procrastinating at every opportunity and actually get some work done you lazy ass!” ‘But it’s not just procrastination I have college things to deal with now. I also have many chores to do, personal hygiene, money management, getting groceries, school projects, trying to find a job and actually doing it.’ “Then find a time during the day between all this crap and actually work!” ‘But then it just feels like work I’m not getting paid for!” “That’s what’s a hobby is so you can develop a skill that can potentially help you later in life! It would also help! It would also help if you put off your Binging of TV shows, movies, comics, and fanfics!” ‘There for research!’ “You literally haven’t made another story in years and any time you do get in on a project hit give up halfway through by losing interest, No matter how planning you do!” ‘I lose interest because when I actually write the story down I see how bad my writing is and I feel insecure and stop. Is that what you want me to say?!’ “...Wow I am messed up in the head. Maybe I should just hire an editor to help and a proofreader?” ‘HOW! I KEEP COMING ACROSS HUNDREDS OF COMMENTS ON MULTIPLE FANFIC INCLUDING MY OWN AND THEY NEVER SAY HOW TO GET ONE!!!’ “Now hold on there was that one we found he was nice.” ‘We have to pay him to do it. We already have budget issues we don’t need more.’ “Wait is that how you get editors and proofreaders on this site. I just find them in pay them?” ‘As far as we know.’ “What are we gonna do about this story. It’s obvious I need to restart and rethink it but every time I write the pressure of quality and my own insecurities and my need to procrastinate keep getting to me.” ‘Well it’s been over a year maybe we should at least inform the fans and our current situation and give it straight why this hasn’t been updated in so long.’ “Yea that sounds good. Plus we can’t decide how to handle these characters that doesn’t feel cliche or boring. We don’t know shit about characters chemistry.” ‘How do you want to write this to them?’ “How about something meta?” ‘Eh… why not?’ Author's Note I am not actually this crazy but this is basically the reason I have not been writing. I figured I owe you guys that. I don’t know what to do. Chapter 1: Meeting ponies (Full - Edited)In the middle of the orchards of Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack was hard at work bucking apples from their tree under the hot sun. She had been working nonstop for the last four hours. Raising her forehoof to her brow she pushed her hat back and swept away the sweat that was starting to fall into her eyes. ‘Rainbow wasn't kidding about the heatwave. Kinda wish she could have given me a better warning though, but no point in complaining about it now.’ She had just finished bucking the last tree and letting the apples drop in the bucket. She was just about to pick up the buckets and leave for her break until she heard something. It sounded similar to a manticore snore, but louder and more dangerous sounding. “What in tarnation is that?” Applejack then quickly looked around to see where the noise was coming from. She then started to walk around the trees until she could find the source of the horrific noise. ‘Whatever is making that noise, it better not be thinking of terrorizing my farm or my family or I swear I'll buck it where the sun don't shine’ After a few minutes she heard the noise getting closer and closer, but she still couldn’t see anything big. The creature making the noise was probably as small the trees or at least small enough to hide behind them. ‘What creature that small can make so much noise? It’s worse than Rainbow’s snorin’, an’ she’s as bad as Granny.’ Applejack nervously crept past another three trees before she finally found the source of the noise past the fourth tree. It was a single mare sleeping on her back snoring under the tree like she owned the place. The snoring mare was a earth mare with a black coat of fur and matching black mane with a single silver stripe going down the middle. Her mane was kinda messy like Applejack's own mane and her tail was basically one big braid with a red band holding it at the end. The mare also had a set of unusual scars on her torso with another pair of the oddly shaped scars on the bottom of her rear left cannon. The two scars spelled out the letters S.W. and D.W. and could be seen through the mare’s dark coat fur, even if it was faint. The mare's cutie mark seemed to be a white sun with a star in the middle made up of lines. If the snoring wasn't bad enough, the mare was also mumbling in her sleep. “Hmmm… Stop… doing it… Hmm… not... on my seats… Clean… That up… Cass… Shut… Them up...” Applejack scrunched her snout up in confusion as she listened to the sleeping mare. ‘What is this mare dreaming about and how is she making that noise?! Nevermind, best to wake her up.' Applejack then started to shake the mare to try and wake her up. It didn't work so she started shaking her harder while yelling in the mare’s ear. “Miss? Wake Up! Ma’am? Wake up!!! Consarn’ it you stubborn snorin’ fool. Get up!!!” It wasn't really working and Applejack was starting to get annoyed. Then she got an idea, a mean one sure, but it was yet to fail her. “Sorry about this.” she muttered before twisting around on her forehooves and bucking the tree that the mare was under before five apples fell from the tree, all of them landing on the mare's head waking her and opening her blue eyes. “Ouch, is someone trying to vandalize me again?” It was then when the mare noticed her surroundings. The mare’s pupils shrunk to pin pricks and then look down at her hooves with her jaw slightly open. The mare then spoke in slightly rural accent with a confused and slightly pissed tone. “What. The. F-” It was at the unfortunate moment when a late Apple fell and hit her on the head again. “Ouch! Why does that always happen.” Applejack’s confusion returned as she looked at the now aggravated mare before she pushed her snout into the mystery mare’s personal space “Who are you and why are ya on my farm?” The mare turned to Applejack with a confused and slightly scared expression. Until she saw Applejack and then Quickly changed to a dumbfounded expression. The mare just stared at her for minute. ‘I actually have a body I can control. That appears to be something like a horse. With that, a actually horse that has bright colored fur and mane with big eyes, a tattoo of an apple on her ass, wearing a cowboy hat, and speaking in a heavy western accent in English. While also in a brightly colored world that has bit of girly vibe to it. What did those idiots do now?!’ The mare sighed and got to her hooves and stood with an annoyed scowl on her face. ‘Still got four appendages, so at least I can stand.’ The mare then looked back to Applejack. “Sorry for trespassing ma’am. Could you tell me where I am and where the nearest town is? I just woke up here and I have no idea how I got here.” Applejack looked at the mare with a slightly skeptical expression. The black furred mare was starting to get a bit uneasy, but still kept her scowl to show not to make her anymore angry. Then applejack’s face turned to a more friendlier expression them before, but still a little hint suspicion. “Sure, you’re in Sweet Apple Acres. The closest town is Ponyville, it's just a ten minute walk down the road and you'll be there in no time.” The black furred mare suppressed the urge to gag a bit when she heard the name of the town. ‘That cannot seriously be the name of the town. What the hell happened while I was out? Is this whole place some kind of Disney film or what?’ The black mare then cleared her thoughts, and took a deep breath. “Thank you, ma’am, I'll be on my way.” “No problem, my name is Applejack by the way. What's yours?” The mare then stood there with a moment to think ‘I'm pretty sure my nickname won't sound great here, better go with the next best thing.’ The black furred mare then spoke. “My name is Impala Winchester.” Meanwhile in Canterlot, Luna was on her way back to her room after doing some paperwork for several hours as favor for her sister. ‘How our sister is still sane after dealing with all those stupid requests from nobels for so long, we will never know. We are just glad it's done for the day and we can go to our room for some relaxation.’ Luna continued her way down the corridor to her room until she passed a broom closet and then heard a muffled voice coming from the other side of the door. Luna looked rather confused and slightly worried when whoever was inside the closet started banging and hearing something about a thief. ‘One of our subject is being robbed in a broom closet?’ It was then that Luna noticed that the door knob wasn't being turned. Luna was a bit more confused by that, but then just decided to open the door regardless with her magic. As soon as Luna opened the door she was greeted by a rather peculiar looking pony who fell onto the floor just right below her, like a puppet with its strings cut, allowing her to get a good look at the mysterious mare. The mare in question was a unicorn with a blue fur coat and a long silver mane with blue curls at the end of her mane and tail. The mare’s cutie mark was a simple hourglass with a crack on the glass and golden sand that matched her eyes. Strangely enough the mare’s hooves seemed to be square shaped, made of wood, and painted to a slightly darker blue. Lastly and the oddest part about her was her uniquely shaped horn that looked to have some qualities that made it look like a lighthouse was perched precariously on her forehead. The mare then looked up to Luna with excited expression that kinda made her look a little crazy. Before she started speaking in a Trottingham accent at an impossible pace. “Thank you very much for getting me out of that jam there, it's so hard to turn door knobs when you have hooves instead of hands, actually I only ever had hands once and it was such a wondrous experience it was, to be with my thief and see a adventure first hand from his point of view and finally get to speak with him for so long, this experience right now is quite different from that since now I'm in a horse, I never did pay much attention to those creatures, well until they transform in weird looking shapeshifting alien creatures, but those are stories for another time. “Speaking of time, it seems that for whatever the reason I can't see the future or past, only the present, is this what being organic is like? Only seeing the present with no idea what the future will have for you? It's exciting and scary at the same time, oh this is so much fun. “It's as if something is blocking me or I'm outside my universe, but that shouldn't be a problem as soon a I find my thief. Would you be so kind as to please tell me where and when I am big, blue, winged, and horned horse or do you lack sophonce?” Luna just stared in complete bewilderment as she tried to figure out more than half of the stuff the mare just said, while the mare from the closet was still on the floor, looking around with a childish expression of wonderment and curiosity. 'I never thought I would see the day when I meet a pony who was more strange then Pinkie pie.' Questions running through her head before she decided to ignore the parts she didn't understand and just deal with the parts she could. “You are in my sister and I's castle in Canterlot and it is September 17. Would you mind telling us who you are and could you explain why you were in one of the broom closets. Also please do not speak so fast this time.” The mare looked up at Luna as if seeing her for the first time again, before she continued babbling, this time at a slower rate allowing the monarch of the night to understand her. “Oh sorry about that, I don't normally get to talk often so after so long I needed to get some of that out of my system. As for the closet situation, I have no idea how how I ended up in there, then again that's somewhat of a normal occurrence whenever I show up to places, but this is the first time I went into one without me knowing.” Luna understood that and nodded to show she heard the whole thing that time, but still looked a bit confused at the usually end up in closet part. She decided to let it go for now. “Alright, and for your name?” The mare then went into weird trance for a few seconds. “I'm Time And Relative Dimension(s) In Space.” The mare then snapped out of it back to her happy and crazy self. “Or Tardis for short.” Luna was a little unsettled by that. ‘What have I gotten myself into.’ A grey and blond mare with mismatched eyes was right outside the open door to a two-story cloud house mansion on the far end of Cloudsdale, getting herself ready to leave before she called over shoulder to the only other pony inside the house. “Hey big sis I'm going out for a walk. Make sure you don't use your fractured wing on anything.” From inside the house came raspy voice. “Don't worry little sis, I'm not going to use it. You know I can take care of myself. Are you sure you'll be ok?” “I'm still alive aren't I? Don't worry I'll be fine. I haven't had a flying accident since Friday.” “Derpy, that was yesterday.” Derpy then blushed a bit in embarrassment, but still spoke with the same amount of confidence in her voice “I'll be fine, I won't do any major flying, it's just a walk through the old city.” Her big sister’s response sounded skeptical, but Derpy could imagine her rolling her eyes in agreement. “Alright, just be safe Derpy.” “Ok, I'll be back in about twenty minutes. See you later Spitfire” The yellow and flame maned Pegasus mare still looked reluctant as she watched her little sister close the door before she shrugged her good wing and flopped back onto the couch, making sure that the drink and books Derpy had picked out for her were still in reach. ‘She came all this way to see me so she could take care of me, but somehow it still feels like I'm taking care of her. Some thing never change.’ As the door fell shut behind her Derpy started walking down the cloud road that connected Spit’s home to Cloudsdale. She needed to clear her head. ‘I came all this way to take care of her and somehow she’s still is taking care of me. Why can’t things change just for a bit?’ When Derpy had got the letter telling her Spitfire was in the hospital she had dropped everything and rushed to Cloudsdale as fast as her wings could carry her, after asking Vinyl and Octavia to look after Dinky and Sparkler of course. Only to find out that her sister was fine with only a fractured left wing. She was happy that her sister was ok, but a little disappointed that she couldn't do anything to help out her big sister. Derpy had been told almost her whole life that she was ‘Special’ and was always looked after and taken care of, Spitfire doing so above all else. Even after Derpy got old enough to go out on her own, ponies continued to treat her differently than everypony else, despite her constant efforts to make them stop it. ‘I know I still have some friends in Ponyville, but I never get to do anything, because I “always” mess it up. I wish I could meet someone who didn’t know my reputation or cared about my disability. Is that too much to ask?’ Derpy kept on her walk for about four minutes before she took a break to stop by a lamp-post. It was at that moment when Derpy then heard something strange like somepony shouting. “HELP! I! CAN’T! STOP!” Derpy quickly ducked her head out of instinct as a flaming blur just speed past her. Derpy then saw that it was a pegasus and was screaming for life as she was leaving a actually trail of fire as she flew in circles above her.“HOW DO YOU CONTROL THESE STUPID THINGS?!” Before Derpy could even react to one of the strangest things she had ever seen, the flaming mare made an overly tight turn and slammed straight into the lamppost that she was standing next to, stopping the flaming mare dead in her tracks, before she peeled away from the now dented and twisted metal and landed on the Cloudstuff pavement with a light ‘floomph’. Derpy paused for a second while the mare muttered to herself between pained moans. “Ouch. Well, that's one way to stop.” The mare then got back to her hooves obviously still a little in pain and wobbling unsteadily in place before almost falling over again. ‘Note to self. Don't test even more unusual looking wings while already in a unusual body you find yourself in. Also develope actual common sense.’ Watching the mare stagger around in obvious pain was enough to send Derpy hurrying over to her side out of concern. “Are you ok? You just flew straight into that lamp-post. You must have been going eighty eight miles per hour at least. I'm surprised you haven't even got any bruises.” As she got closer Derpy finally got a good look at the mare. The pegasus mare had green eyes, a silver fur coat, and a completely black mane. The style of the mane was made to be kinda spiky and some of the hair on her head was shifted to be covering a little of the mare’s right eye. The mare also wore a pair of goggles with blue lenses move up to her forehead. The mare's cutie mark was rather strange, it looked like a plastic box with a set of red numbers made to look like the time on a clock and the time on her cutie mark looked to be four minutes past ten. However, the strangest thing about the mare was her wings, which looked like they were made of metal. Derpy had heard of artificial limbs which could be used as replacements for legs, hooves, and even horns but she had never heard of a prosthetic replacement for wings, and especially a prosthetic that looked so futuristic. The mare then spoke in an accent that sounded like something from thirty years ago. “Yea I'm fine. Just a bit woozy is all. Thanks.” “No problem miss, My name's Derpy Whooves, what's yours?” The mare stood there for a bit thinking before she replied. “Call me Delorean. Nice to meet you Derpy.” Author's Note Hello ppg1998 here. This is something that has struck me with so much passion and inspiration that I feel I just needed to get it out. I am a big fan of all of these franchises and this just seems like perfect crossover idea in my mind. I'm surprised no one has done this before and I just wanted to get this out there for the world to enjoy. The concept is cool and hopefully more stuff like this will come out soon. Warning this is the unedited version and I am still in need of a editor. If your a editor and will to help. Let me know. Mail me or comment down below and we can work out the details. Thank you for your time. Here's a trollestia. [Edit] Now fully edited. I hope you enjoy. Chapter 2: Talking Ponies (Full - Edited)Impala slowly made her way towards town to see if she could find two brothers, an angel and possibly a demon if the situation was that bad, but since she was now in control of a living body, she wouldn't put it past the the Australian or Irish bastard. Despite the fact that she was having trouble managing her new hooves, ‘Or is it trotting? Whatever, I'm calling it walking until someone tells me otherwise. Impala found herself rapidly getting better at walking once she convinced “Applejack” to let her walk without constant support. Applejack was a nice ‘pony’ all things considered, but Impala got a strange vibe from her and made the decision to stay away from the “cowpony” until she could either figure out her deal, or until she can find Sam and Dean so that they can find a way to get back home. ‘Whichever comes first.’ It only took about twenty minutes for the pair of them to reach the nearby town where Impala noticed the crowds of pegasi and unicorns here, all brightly colored too. ‘Unicorns, and pegasi too? Ok who the hell made this eyesore of a world?’ What really got Impala’s attention was that she noticed there was a big red stallion pulling a wooden cart through town like it was the freaking dark ages and then seeing a pony that looked like a DJ from the present who was passing by with electronic keyboard floating in the air with some blue light surrounding it. Impala was trying her absolute hardest not to look like a dumbstruck idiot. ‘Who ever sent me here has very weird sense of humor.’ It was a little difficult to blend in since she was the only one in the town, by her view at least, to have a black coat of fur. She was getting a few weird stares, but did her best to ignore them as she continued her little unusual walk. ‘Why is everyone looking at me like I’m the odd one here? Mind your own damn business and look in a mirror.’ After a two more minutes of walking Impala then heard a giggle. Turning her head to where she thought she heard the noise Impala was forced to perform a double take at the sight before her. It was a gingerbread house. An honest to Louis and William gingerbread house. Impala looked at the house, tilting her head in confusion and bewilderment. ‘I swear to God if that's actually made of gingerbread, I'm done.’ Impala was about to get a closer look at the house to see if her suspicions were true or not, but stopped when the giggles started up again, closer than before. Impala slowly turned her head to where the giggles were coming from, only to be greeted with a pair of big blue eyes framed in pink along with high pitched voice like a little girl. “HI!” Impala jumped a little in the air and landed on her flank in surprise. ‘WHERE DID SHE COME FROM?!’ The pink pony then bounced around Impala like a hyperactive puppy, speaking like she didn’t need to stop for breath. “Hi my name is Pinkie Pie, what's your name? I've never seen you before around here and I know everyone that's been in this town, that's a really cool mane you got there, it's very rare to see a pony with a black mane like yours, I can't wait for us to be friends and for you to meet all my friends too!” Pinkie then continued to ramble on about so much girly stuff. Impala could feel her hooves shift as her temper started to rise at the continued babbling, something in her just wanting the pink pony to shut up, but something in the middle of “Pinkie’s” ramble got Impala’s attention. ‘Wait, she knows everyone in town and everyone who has been to it? Maybe this living cartoon character could help me. I just hope I keep my sanity for long enough to ask.’ Impala then got back up to her hooves and a very deep breath and did her best to swallow her pride and try to talk with this crazy pony. “Pinkie, you said you know every pony that is and has been into this town?” Pinkie stopped bouncing for a moment to talk at a more understandable pace. “Yeppers peppers! Why? Are you looking for someone?” Impala tried to smooth her expression out to something neutral, the twitching in her eyes remaining as she throttled her impatience down to a manageable level “Yes. Do you think you can help me?” Pinkie then put her right forehoof to her fore head in a silly looking salute while still smiling. “You bet I can or my name isn't Pinkamena Diane Pie. Who are they and what do they look like?” “Ok Pinkie, I am looking for three… stallions, two of them are brothers and the last one is a friend. Their names are Sam and Dean Winchester while the friend's name is Castiel or Cass for short. Sam is the younger brother, but is taller than his older brother Dean and both have brown ha… manes. Castiel has a black mane, constantly acts like he has a rod shoved up his tail, and he has wings if I remember correctly. There might be another one by the name of Crowley. He has a foreign accent, really likes to hear the sound of his own voice, and is a bit of a jerk. Seen any pony like that around here?” Pinkie’s face changed looked to be a silly version of a serious face that was just annoying Impala even more. “Nope! Nopony like that around here. But I'll be sure to keep a look out if I find them and you'll be the first to know. That's a pinkie promise.” Pinkie then did a weird gesture with her hooves and signed a bit. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Impala nearly lost it there. ‘WHAT IS WITH ALL THE GIRLY CRAP IN THIS WORLD?!’ Impala took another deep breath. “Thank you Pinkie.” “No problem… Oh hey I never got your name.” “It's Impala.” “Cool name Impy. Hey, If you want since you're new to town would you like a tour? I know this whole place like the back of my hoof. Come on it’ll be fun and we can turn that frown upside down.” Impala just sighed at the exhausting pink pony, her mood leveling out somewhere around the same annoyance she had whenever Sam spilled his coffee all over her upholstery back when she had been a car. Pinkie certainly seemed just as sickly sweet, and even stickier as the accursed black fluid. ‘As much as I hate to admit it. I need help finding my way around this town. My top priority is to find a place to sleep and maybe a library or something that can tell about this world so I don't get anymore surprises. I just hope I can keep my sanity that long.’ “The tour sounds… tempting, but I mainly just need some help finding a library and a place to sleep.” “Hey I know a place that can solve both of your problems!” Impala then tilted her head in confusion. “What do you mean-” She barely got the words out before Pinkie grabbed her hoof and started dragging her away at highway speeds down the cobblestone roads to god knows where. The car turned pony screaming at Pinkie to slow down the entire time. ‘This is absolutely fantastic! I only woke up five minutes into this world and I am already on the good side of royalty! Or at least not to the point where they try to immediately kill me. This world is so beautiful, a little too much on the cute side, but all still fascinating.’ Tardis and Luna were both walking down the corridor passing guards who almost all gave Tardis weird stares as they were on there way to meet with Celestia so that they can figure out the situation with Tardis. Tardis was looking around in total amazement as she looked at every Column, window, guard, and everyone that catches the mare’s eyes. It was all so fascinating to Tardis. Luna gave a small smile as she saw Tardis act a little filly. It was rather amusing to her, but Luna decided to break the silence as they were walking. “So miss Tardis, could you explain what is this “Thief” you kept mentioning? Could you please enlighten us on this being?” Tardis stopped staring at some of the walls and guards to turn to live a still having her happy expression. “Certainly! He actually likes to be called the Doctor.” “Doctor who?” “Exactly!” Luna just looked more confused. Luna then decided to put it away with the rest of the stuff in her mind that she didn't understand about this mare. “We'll miss-” She was cut off by Tardis. “No miss please, that makes me sound old, Tardis is just fine thank you very much.” The guards in the hallway gave Tardis cold glares for Interrupting Luna, but it didn't seem to bother the princess too much. “Ok, Tardis, why do you call ‘The Doctor’ your thief?” Tardis actually started to look sad for a moment. “Oh, that's just a nickname I gave him. I like it, but I'd rather not tell the story behind it. It's not exactly a happy tale.” Luna saw that Tardis was genuinely sad after that and decided to drop it, but was now rather curious what exactly happened. She then decided to change the subject and worry about the mare’s past later. “Ok Tardis. Speaking of, what exactly is the mean of your name and appearance? I mean no disrespect, but it's rather unusual name for a pony.” Tardis had sudden realization of her situation. ‘It's probably not a good idea to tell I wasn't a “pony” before I ended up in that closet. Now that I think about it nobody has the same hooves I do. This could be a problem. Better wait until both me and the princesses are behind closed doors to discuss this. What can make the situation turn to instant silence for a while?’ Tardis started thinking a bit and changed her expression back to her cheery self almost instantly after coming up with a idea. “For my appearance I am not aware how I got to look like this exactly, but as for the name issue, if you don't like it you can call me sexy. My thief calls me that sometimes when we're alone, but I never understood why.” Luna face blushed furiously and both of them could hear more then few snickers and giggles coming from the guards behind them. Luna recomposed herself and then spoke with still a little embarrassment in her voice. “On second thought, let's just go to my sister in silence.” Tardis was simply smiling and giving herself a mental high five. “Fine by me.” Derpy was currently holding Delorean's right foreleg over her neck as they both were walking down the cloud road towards Spitfire’s house. Delorean was still slightly slumping as she walked, but with Derpy’s help she was now at least able to stay on her hooves for more than two steps at a time. Even as close as she was Derpy didn’t notice Delorean looking down at the cloud road underneath her hooves, wonder and curiosity in her eyes. ‘This is amazing! I can’t believe I can walk on clouds now. Oh and having a living body too. Man I really do need to get some common sense. Maybe I hit that lamppost harder than I thought.’ Delorean decided to worry about it later and broke the silence as they walked down the cloud road. “Thanks again for helping me Derpy. I really appreciate this.” Derpy just smiled. “No problem. I wouldn't just leave somepony who took a major hit like that and just walk away like nothing happened. That's not the kinda pony I am. Delorean smiled. “Glad to hear. By the way, where are we going?” “We're going to my sister’s house. Don't worry, she may come off as a little rough, but she can be a real sweetheart when she wants to be.” “Cool. Can’t wait to meet her.” The both of them continued walking for while in silence. Until Derpy decided to ask a question after two minutes of walking. “Hey Delorean?” “Yea?” “I don’t mean to be rude, but doesn’t Delorean sound more like a stallion’s name?” Delorean thought about that for a moment with a blank expression. “Huh. I never really thought about it. Why do you ask?” Derpy looked away from Delorean with a hint of shame on her face. “It’s just it sounds a little weird to say to a mare for me. I’m sorry if that sounds mean.” “No it's fine. People don’t really call me by my first name often anyway.” Derpy raised an eyebrow and cocked her head in confusion. “People?” Delorean’s eyes opened wide as her pupils became smaller. Delorean did her best to keep her cool with a forced smile. “Oops, my bad, just a slip of the tongue. I tend to be a little clumsy sometimes. I like to call them glitches.” Derpy bought it and smiled. “Oh, that's pretty interesting.” Delorean slightly sighed in relief. ‘Nailed it. Best not to give her a mind blow. I have had way too many of those for one lifetime. Especially Marty, I really need apologize to him when I see him again.’ “So just curious, what is your full name?” Delorean then thought for a moment before she replied. ‘Best to just go with Doc’s and Marty’s for now. Hopefully it sounds believable here’ “Delorean Mcfly Brown.” “Cool, is it foreign or something?” Delorean then looked away from Derpy for a moment. “You could say that.” “Neat. Hey, this may seem weird, but would you like a nickname?” Delorean turned her attention back to Derpy with a curious expression. “A nickname? Hmm… Sure, why not?” “Cool. How about… Del?” “Del?” “Yea, Del.” “Hmm… I like it.” “Awesome. Del it is then.” ‘Del, I think I could get use to that. Definitely better than just saying “The Car”. I wonder if anything interesting will happen while I'm here. With my luck something is bound to go wrong, but best not to focus on that now. I mean what's the worst that can happen?’ Meanwhile just outside the solar system was a small and thin crack in space and time. It just looked like small white glowing line no bigger in one inch piece of thread. Then suddenly, completely unaware by anything except gods, the crack had just gotten slightly bigger. Author's Note This story is really fun to make, and I have to admit, I never thought I would get this popular with just the first chapter. I am so glad people love this, and I will continue this for as long a possible. I love all these franchises and it is blast to write about them. The next chapter will take a while because my editor needs a break after this one is finished. I will reveal my editor after his rest is over so people won't bother him. I hope you all enjoy the chapter regardless of being unedited or not. See you later. Have a trollestia. Edit: I am very sorry for not updating I a while, it was a combination of a writers block and not hearing from my editor in a month. Anyway things have been cleared and things should getting back on track. Here is the fully edited version now. VTP Q&A #0“Hey everyone. It's the VTP’s speaking here. I’m Impala” “The Tardis here” “And Del.” “Were here to tell that for next chapter we're going to be doing a Q&A Chapters.” “We will be doing this once every five chapters so that we can answer any questions you have for us.” “The one rule in that no questions about Future chapters, but you can ask anything about anything up to this point and anything about our lives before we came here.” “Don't be Afraid to ask us anything… ok seriously why the hell are we doing this?” “What do you mean, can't we interact with audience for fun every once in awhile?” “Uh Girls?” “Oh come the only reason the only reason we're doing this because the author is too lazy to make the next chapter and is doing this get more people into this story because they saw it in ONE story did that is already successful.” “Girls?” “Just because it's in another story doesn't mean it's bad idea for our’s and besides the author has permission to use the Q&A Chapters for their story. And it's fun to make them so what's-” “GIIIIRRRRRRRLS!!!” “Oh! What?!” “Ouch! You have quite a voice their.” “We haven't finished explaining the rules yet.” “Oh right. To anyone that wants to ask a Question Just put in #askVTP (VTP you want ask a Question to) [Question].” “The () is for whom the question is directed at, it could be me, Tardis, Impala, or just two or all three of us, while the [] is the question itself.” “I still say this is stupid Idea.” “Becareful what you say Impala, They are still writing this thing, you don’t want to say something you will regret.” “Oh please what are they… wait, aren’t they writing this right now as we are talking in this chapter and controlling everything I say and so if I do say something they don’t like won’t they be making themselves mad just to do something to me that the audience will enjoy in the author's own 4th wall chapter so that they can… Oh my head hurts.” “Your not the only one.” “Oh screw you author.” (Mind screw aside, might as well do something funny.) “What do you… I ship myself with Tardis.” Impala then covered both of her hooves to her mouth and was blushing. “...” “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!” “FUCK YOU AUTHOR!” (Nah, now do the thing.) “What thing?” (You know the thing.) “Aw come on. Really?” “It isn’t that bad.” “It won’t kill you.” “Uh fine.” “You really need to lighten up.” “Oh go fuck yourself.” “Q&A”
Chapter 3: Ponies's Homes (Unedited)Twilight Sparkle was quietly enjoying a book in her room currently reading one of Starswirl the Bearded’s famous books on the study of magic. The palace was completely empty, Spike was currently having a day off and had decided to go to Rarity’s house for the day. Starlight was also out of the castle, spending time with Trixie. Twilight couldn’t help but remain skeptical of Trixie, all things considered, but she couldn’t control who Starlight makes friends with. Not after that disastrous attempt to control Starlight’s social life the first time around. Luckily she didn’t have to worry about that since she had all day to read in peace. She had even, after several false starts and lectures from Spike, managed to get her automated kitchen spell to the point where it could make tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches without any major disasters, so she didn’t even have to leave the comforting warmth of her blankets. She could just spend an entire day relaxing as only she knew how. At least that was what she had planned for the day before she heard a loud knock at the door followed by an all too familiar high pitched voice. “Twilight! Are you home!? I have somepony who could use your help!” Twilight groaned to herself as she closed the book and unravelled herself from the blankets, Pinkie was a great friend, but sometimes she had some of the worst timing. Opening the door to her rooms she was greeted with Pinkie as her usual hyperactive self along with a new mare she had never seen before. What really got her attention was the mare’s fur, completely black fur was an extremely rare thing among ponies, especially after the events of both Nightmare Moon’s and Sombra’s villainy, and most ponies either dyed their coats, or used magical enchantments to change their colors. Twilight smiled at the idea of making friends with such a rare breed of pony. She could almost feel the questions bubbling up unasked, what was it like? Did she have any problems with it? Could Twilight help her with the friendship problems that were sure to have followed her? Twilight only managed to restrain herself when she noticed that the mare looked like she was about to lose her lunch. Impala was stumbling even more than she was before and her whole world was spinning. ‘Screw you new world physics.’ She fought to keep her lunch down long enough to the point where everything stopped feeling like she was caught in a high speed fishtail and she could actually focus on what the pink menace had been so eager to show her. The first thing she noticed was the annoying pink pony that just dragged her halfway across the town, smiling widely as she watched Impala steady herself. Impala could feel unfamiliar muscles twisting and tightening as she clenched her hoof into a fist, maybe Pinkie would stop smiling if she lost a couple of teeth. The second thing she noticed was the new ‘pony’ staring at them with a mix of curiosity and amusement. What caught Impala’s eye was that this pony had both wings and a horn. Up until this point she had only seen ponies with a pair of wings, a horn or, like her, neither of those things.. ‘A pegasus and a unicorn? What do you call that, a pegacorn?’ Impala was about to respond, but Pinkie beat her to it and at a very fast pace that Impala just barely understood. “Hey Twilight, I found this new mare walking funny around town and she said that she needed a place to stay, so I first thought that I would let her stay at my place so that I could help a new friend and so that we can lots of fun, but when she mentioned about needing to find a library I thought of the most super duper greatest place for her to stay, so can you let my new friend stay at your place for a while? I know your place is very big and only you and Starlight and Spike live here I thought maybe you could use some more company here and Impala here is the perfect fit so can she stay with you?!” Impala stood there with a blank expression trying to comprehend everything Pinkie just said. By the time she finally processed it all Twilight then spoke and was somehow unfazed by that very long ramble. “While I am more then happy to help, Impala was it?” Impala nodded. “Impala Winchester.” Twilight replied with a smile. “Interesting name. Was one of your ancestors an antelope?” Impala just stood there for a minute with a slightly confused expression. “Uh, I don’t think so.” “Well, regardless my name is Twilight Sparkle, Princess of friendship.” Impala nearly gagged right there, but held it down with everything she had. ‘For crying out loud! Why is every name here so cheesy and sweet?! Uh If I make it through the whole day without throwing up, I will be amazed. Wait, Princess? Maybe I got a better deal then I thought. ‘Twilight’ could probably help me, I just need to figure out to prove it and also put gently.’ Twilight then brought out her hoof and impala tried to do the same, but it was a bit awkward to get it right. Twilight decided to be polite and didn’t ask. “Well since that is out of the way, come inside so we can work out the details of your living arrangements.” “Alright with me.” Impala was about to walk inside, but Pinkie then pulled her and Twilight into a group hug. “This is super duper amazing, my new friends are being friends with my best friends! Well I better get back to Sugarcube Corner, my break is about done anyway, have a good stay at Twilight’s Impy!” Pinkie then bounced away humming a song. Impala was just confused and annoyed again. ‘Impy? Oh great she makes nicknames. Well, it could have been worse. Pinkie may be annoying, but at least she's helpful.’ Twilight then spoke with a concerned look on her face. “I'm sorry about Pinkie, she can be a bit… overwhelming. She means well, she just doesn't understand the concept of subtlety.” Impala spoke with her now usual slight frown. “It's fine. So, are you going to show me around?” Twilight smiled. “Certainly!” Tardis and Luna eventually reached Celestia’s private study away from all the guards. The Solar Tower almost completely empty of maids, butlers, guards, and the inevitable royal-hangers-on that populated the rest of the castle. Not even bothering to knock Luna pushed the doors open only to find Celestia surrounded by cookware; bowls, whisks, icing tubes, and bags of ingredients all slowly orbiting the solar alicorn as she herself was muzzle deep in an dogeared cookbook. A fierce scowl of concentration that would be the envy of any of her students replaced her characteristic soft smile while she muttered her way through each step of the baking process. Maybe today would be the day she managed to bake the perfect cake. The sudden noise of her sister’s entry was enough to dash these dreams against the reefs of reality as Celestia’s horn flared slightly at the intrusion and every single object save for her book disappeared from the room in a flash of light. Celestia sighed before twisting in her seat to face the door, rapidly switching her scowl of concentration for her natural soft smile when she saw Luna enter, only for her smile to twist into confusion for a split-second when Luna stepped aside to reveal Tardis. It was, in Luna’s opinion, a rare display of unmasked emotion for Celestia. “Good evening Luna, may I ask who your guest is?” “A good evening to you too Sister, this is Tardis, Tardis, this is our sister Celestia.” Tardis was still looking around with a fascination of a child until she saw Celestia. “Pleasure to meet you.” “As to you, Tardis. Luna, while I do like talking with our little ponies, normally I save it for the throne room or my office outside of the worst emergencies, may I ask why you have brought one of our little ponies here?” Luna walked to her sister and, after nudging her slightly to the side, sat down beside her, the couch creaking slightly beneath the combined weight of the two royal alicorns. “I found her in one our broom closets and some of the things she has told me I thought might be up for discussion. Tardis if it’s ok, may you tell us your situation?” Tardis thought about this for a moment with an actual serious face. “Is this room soundproof?” Luna and Celestia looked at each other in confusion, but Luna’s horn glowed for a second. “It is now.” “Ok, to put this in the simplest way possible, I am a intergalactic time traveling box that is bigger on the inside from another dimension, something turned me into one of ‘your little ponies’ as Luna called them. Time And Relative Dimension In Space at your service your highnesses. Tardis for short.” Luna was looking even more confused even after hearing that name for the second time, Celestia, however had slipped into her royal ‘mask’, betraying as little emotion as possible, despite the blue mare’s ridiculous claims. Celestia was the first to recover from that little announcement., watching Tardis as if the strange blue mare would explode at any moment before she leaned over and whispered in Luna’s ear. “I cannot tell if she is telling the truth or if she is just a mad mare.” “I am pretty sure it’s both, Sister.” It took them a while to reach Spitfire’s house after Del’s crash, both pegasi chatting like old friends as they ambled along Cloudale’s residential streets, Derpy still supporting Del whenever she tripped or stumbled before making their way into the richer part of town, sprawling cloud mansions slowly replacing the smaller town-houses. Del barely registered when Derpy turned off the road, instead just following her blindly as Derpy continued to regale her with stories of the misadventures that Dinky would get into until the grey mare halted suddenly, forcing Del to either stop or walk headfirst into her friend. “Just a little warning,” Derpy looked back at Del as she lurched to a halt, a grey wing shooting out to steady her. “Spits is still a little bit sick from a case of the feather flu you’ll probably have to wash your hooves if you don’t want to catch it yourself.” Derpy let her wing fall from Del’s back as she pushed the mansion doors open before leading Del through the foyer, down a hallway, and into a ‘small’ sitting room. Every step through the hall Del let her eyes fall on some new poster, some shouting “HAVE YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES?” or another stock recruitment phrase, others listing dates, times, and locations she had never heard of before; all of them were framed like they were national treasures. Even in the sitting room there was no escape from the poster pegasus’s presence, although nowhere near as omnipresent as in the hall it seemed like no matter where she looked there was always a new poster for Del to study, each one different from the last. Del just stood there, awestruck at Derpy’s sister’s house, her jaw hanging open. “Wow.” Derpy had a warm smile on her face, already well-used to this reaction and the rather excessive decorations that tended to overwhelm the visitors she brought with her. “Welcome to my sister’s home. Being a Wonderbolt pays well, although I wish she understood subtlety a bit better.” “What’s a Wonderbolt?” Derpy looked at Del like she was a mad mare. “Wow, when you said you were foreign you really weren't kidding.” Derpy giggled a bit and Del couldn’t help herself as she started giggling along with her. ‘You have no idea.’ The two stood there in the doorway giggling for a second before Derpy led Del to one of the cloud couches, letting her rest on her stomach and experimentally flex her wings, just getting used to the full range of motion that they had. Derpy watched Del stretch her wing muscles as she settled herself into a cloud chair before speaking again. “Those are some cool looking wings, I didn’t even know they could make fully functional artificial wings, neither did I know they could make them look this awesome. Where did you get these things?” Del had smile on her face. “I guess you could say a old friend made them. His name was Doc, he was a great friend, a little bit of a nut case who had a slight problem with getting into trouble, but a good friend all the same.” “Sounds like it if he made these for you.” “Yea he was, There was also someone else, Marty, He was good kid, played guitar, always the one to go head first into danger without a second thought, and had a hatred for bullies that called him chicken.” “Reminds me of my friend Rainbow Dash. Oh hey how did you do that part where an actual trail of flame followed you wherever you flew?” “I'm not sure why that happens,”Del smiled sheepishly before continuing. “Don't worry about it though, should only do that once I get to eighty eight miles per hour.” Before Derpy could give a response the yellow and orange pegasus from the posters, her flame coloured mane greasy and matted with illness, entered the room. “Oh hey Derpy, You’re home earlier than I…” Spitfire stopped as she spotted Del laying on the couch, who waved in greeting. “...Expected. Derpy, who is this?” “Oh hey Spitfire, this is Del, Del this is my sister Spitfire.” “What's up?” “Hi,” Spitfire answered uneasily as she stared at Del before turning to Derpy. “Derpy, can I speak to you? Alone.” “Oh sure. Del, do you mind resting for a little bit while my sister and I chat?” A quick shake of Del’s head was her only answer as she turned away from the sisters and started to examine her wings more closely while Derpy and Spitfire walked out into the hallway, Derpy closing the door behind her. . Spitfire barely waited for Derpy to close the door before she starting whispering, her voice low and rough. “Sis, I love you, I really do, but you need to stop bringing strangers into the house regardless of their situation. I thought you’d remember that lesson after last time.” Derpy facehooved. “Oh my Celestia, that only happened once and how was I supposed to know that filly with a broken leg was secretly a master thief?” “Look Dits, you have a good heart, and I love that about you, but it's not a good idea to just invite random strangers into your home. Especially into the home of a high ranking military official.” “Come on Spits, you're just being paranoid now. Look I saw the injury myself this time and she really did need help. Besides she doesn't even know who the Wonderbolts are. She asked me herself.” “Well haven't you-” A grey hoof covered Spitfire’s mouth before her next rant could build any steam. “Spits, I understand you're worried for me, but I'm grown mare and a mother. I know you've taken care of me for most of your life and I'm grateful for that, but you don't have to do everything for me. Let me handle this one. If I fail, I'll learn from it and give you the right to say I told you.” Derpy removed her hoof. Spitfire thought long and hard about what her sister just told her and sighed. Spitfire then gave Derpy a hug. “How did my little sis get to be so smart?” Derpy smiled and hugged back. “When ponies think you're a liability you need to show them you’re not by working twice as hard.” They let go and Spitfire spoke. “Alright I'll let you handle this. Might as well meet the mare properly.” Before either of them could push the door to the sitting room open they heard a yelp, followed by the rushing noise of air which was cut-off by the sound of a crash. Both Spitfire and Derpy rushed into the living room only to find Del hanging from the ceiling, her metal wings embedded in the cloudcrete. The mare herself blushing in embarrassment as her ears flopped to the side of her skull. Nopony said anything for the longest time before Spitfire asked the question that she knew her sister was thinking. “How did you even do that?” Del’s blush grew brighter as she answered. “I tried seeing if I could adjust my wings so that they wouldn't go out of control like last time and then this happened. Stupid glitches.” “Glitches?” Derpy answered for Del. “It's what's she likes to call her accidents whenever she messes up like this,” Derpy looked directly at Spitfire before she continued. “Like you used to call my accidents my ‘derps’.” Del sighed as she stopped struggling to free herself and just dangled limply from her wings. “Well it could have been worse l...” A small crack appeared where her wings were stuck. “Oh damn it,” she managed to mutter before the cloudcrete gave way and she fell bonelessly to the floor. Landing on her stomach with all the grace of a puppet with its strings cut. Derpy and Spitfire could only watch as Del lay there gasping before she muttered out a quiet “I'm ok,” before a chandelier decided to follow her descent and land on her skull, as if to add insult to injury. Spitfire just watched as everything happened before her eyes, staring at Del while she lay there clutching at her head. “Where did that even come from? I don't even own a chandelier!” “Stupid glitches.” Author's Note I am so sorry for it taking so long for this chapter to come out. I had a bit of a writers block with how to continue the story and keep in as many cameo's as possible without making equestria full of them, but still keep them at a distance where our three hero's can still visit them any time they want. Not to mention all of the situations with life from school to jobs to family and so many other things, and other stories I have been working on. I will try my best to keep this one moving for as long as I can and I'm sorry for making you wait so long, if you want to help support me and keep me going here is my Patreon. I hope that you all enjoy this chapter and the rest that will soon follow. Have a trollestia
Chapter 4: VTP Encounter Part 1 (Unedited) Author's Note Sorry if this is shorter then usual, the next one might also be short but the dialogue will be worth it. I hope anyway. Anyway enjoy. Have a Trollestia. Chapter 4: VTP Encounter Part 1 (Unedited) “That should end of our tour. Any questions Impala?” “Just one, your sure you really don't mind me staying here? Isn't royalty not so pose to let random strangers into their home? Now that I think about it, shouldn't you have some form staff or guard here?” “Oh it's no trouble at all really. While Pinkie can be… well Pinkie, but I know to trust her judgement. And there is no need to worry about me, I can take care of myself. I'm not called the princess of magic for nothing.” “I don't know, sounds like you're asking to get killed or worse.” Twilight gasped a bit and Impala looked confused. “What?” “Who in their right mind would want to kill me?” “Do you have enemies?” Twilight looked a bit pale. “Well, yes, but I don't think any of them would go that far. That's a rather scary way of thinking Impala.” “It's called being cautious.” “Sounds more like extreme paranoia to me.” “What's the difference?” Twilight didn't have a response to that. “Uhh. I'm going to go back to my room to read. You can use the library however you wish.” “Thanks Twilight.” Twilight walked back to her room trying to not to think about what Impala said. Impala rolled her eyes and walk into the library. ‘Something tells me ponies aren't use death around here. Better keep quiet about it, these ‘ponies’ need to grow a- WOW NOW THAT’S A LOT OF BOOKS!’ Impala walked into quite possibly the largest library she has ever seen with jaw wide open. There were hundreds, possibly thousands of books. The book shelfs went almost as high as the ceiling and they were already high. There was a ridiculously large ladder in here too, but Impala knew wasn't a good idea to climb that after barely figuring out how to walk. Impala shook her head and decided to look around for any books that could help her. Impala was lucky to find some books that might help her. She pickled out ‘Common Species of Equestria Vol.1’, ‘Mythical Creatures of Equestria Vol.1’, and ‘Ancient and Recent History of Equestria’ . ‘It's a start, but at least now I can get a good idea as to what I'm getting into for this world.’ Impala then walked over to the table tried sitting down. After a few awkward attempts she managed to sit down somewhat comfortably and started reading. [---1 Hour Later---] ‘Huh, humans are considered supernatural here? This world sure has a weird sense of humor.’ After reading the history book and species book, Impala is currently reading mythical creature book. She learned the three main tribes of equestria. What really surprised Impala was that dragons, Griffons, and other creatures like that is considered ‘normal’ here. That will not be easy for her to get use to, the magic won't help help either. Twilight left to go into town about twenty minutes ago so Impala can read alone. ‘Well at least some of these things I'm familiar with, but is really necessary to make the names pony related? I mean Vampony and Werepony? Come on. Well at least Wendigo's kept their names… wait their ice ghost horses here? Well I'll give them credit since It kinda makes sense to call them that.’ ‘Hmm, wow, changelings got better here. At least they aren't child eaters. Not really understanding the love eating thing though. I'll ask Twilight later. Demons? Same. Reapers? Same. Ghosts? Same. Come on, I'm in a completely new world there has to be something new here. Wait what's this?’ In the middle of the book something odd caught her attention. Impala raised an eyebrow and read out loud. “The Angel Statue. Not much is known about this myth, but in the some ancient books long before equestria was founded the books say that they took on the appearance of angel statues that when you looked away or even blinked could make you vanish into thin air never to be heard again as soon as they touched you.” Impala stopped reading and had deep thinking and slightly annoyed expression. ‘Why does this sound familiar. It sounds like something Sam and Dean would have fought, but somehow I know they didn’t. Where have I heard of this thing. It sounds like a perfect fit, but somehow it doesn’t.’ That was when Impala was startled by the weirdest noise she ever heard. *VWORP VWORP VWORP* Impala fell out of her chair because of it. She quickly got up and looked around to where that noise came from. ‘What the hell was that?’ “Again in the closet? Hehe, Teleporting in this world is rather funny.” Before Tardis showed up she explained her situation to both of the princesses so they could were figuring out what to do. While they were taking Tardis found book on teleportation and apparently has the Doctor’s speed reading trait in this world. The princesses decided to let Tardis to go see Twilight about this so she can help with situation. Tardis asked to specify where Twilight is and decided it would be the perfect opportunity to test out the new teleportation spell, but she is personally not really believing that the world has magic. It most likely something else that hasn't been fully explained yet so they call it that. While the teleportation was successful she had a feeling that the way she did it was not considered normal here after seeing the princesses reactions to her signature way of disappearing and reappearing. Tardis tried to find the doorknob and did her best to turn it. Unfortunately as soon as she did she fell out flat on her face… again. Tardis quickly got back to her hooves and dusted herself off. Tardis finally noticed the confused earth mare Impala standing behind her looking at her with confused expression on her face. Tardis smiled as chipper attitude. “Well hello there miss, sorry for ending up in your closet, can you tell if this is Twilight’s house?” Impala still looked a little confused, but then quickly shook her head and had a scowl on her face. “Yea, but who are you and how did you end up in their?” ‘Well she has pleasant personality.’ “Well I-” “INCOMING!!!” The before anyone knew what was going a flaming mare went through a conveniently open window and started flying into the castle completely out of control. Tardis and Impala both quickly ducked as they both saw a the grey pegasus Del flying with an actual flame trail following behind her. ‘Bullocks, hell isn’t so pose to break loose yet. Actually that should have happened at least five minutes ago.’ The Del was doing her best to take back control over her wings, but all she could do was prevent her from crashing into things. The Impala looks like she was getting very annoyed, but Tardis didn’t really blame her as the out of control pegasus was flying circles around the hallways of the castle. After a few more seconds Del started to slow down and started to gain more control. Until the wings gave out altogether and del fell. The pegasus then fell down onto the floor and skidded until she was right in front of Tardis and Impala. Del then had a sheepish grin on her face and was blushing. “Uh… Hi?” ‘Well she seems nice.’ Tardis and Impala got up off the floor. There was awkward silence as Del also got up to her hooves. Both Del and Tardis were waiting for Impala to speak who still had annoyed scowl on her face. After about a minute Impala then spoke. “OK, if nothing else is going to randomly appear and interrupt me or someone, can someone explain what is going on?” Tardis waited to see if anything would interpret and then spoke. “Well as I was saying before, My name is Tardis and I was told to visit with Twilight to help me with a certain situation.” Impala then turned to Del still looking embarrassed. “OK, and why did you show up here like a lunatic?” Del then put hoof behind her head and chuckled embarrassingly. “Well, my name is Del Brown Mcfly and my new friend Derpy recommend that I go see a friend of her’s to see if she could help me fix my wings. Twilight I think her name was. I just got in town five minutes ago by hot air balloon. While on my way here I wanted to test and see if my wings would at least work at slow speeds without acting up. You know the rest. Sorry about that.” Impala then sighed a bit. “It’s fine, I've just had long day. My name is Impala winchester. If you're looking for Twilight, she went into town to pick up some stuff and someone named Spike. If you want you can wait.” Del sighed in relief. ‘Well glad this situation is finally calm down. Also glad I am not in trouble.’ Tardis then spoke. “Impala? Isn’t that a car brand?” Then both Impala and Del looked at Tardis with surprised expressions. Tardis looked confused. “What?”
Chapter 5: VTP Encounter Part 2 (Unedited)Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
VTP Q&A #1“You think that's enough questions?” “Well it is our first one so I don't think it would be a over flow right away. This isn't a ask blog after all.” “Girls, they can hear us again.” “Oh hey welcome to our-” “ Q&A ” “Why do we have to do that?” “I say just go with it.” “Ok let's see, oh the first question is for me.” (Impala) [I want to hug you… can I hug you?] “...This is seriously my first question in this?” “HAHAHAHAHA!!!” “SHUT UP!!! and No! There are only a certain number people I would even consider that.” “Who are those people?” “Like I'm going to tell.” “You're no fun.” “You’re realizing this now?” “Nevermind. Oh Del the next one is for the both of us.” “Oh! Let's see.” askVTP (Del) [Can you ask Tardis if she can give you lightning powers?] (Tardis) [can you make Del travel through dimensions if she Truly tried? (Sorry for bad explanation.)] “CAN YOU PLEASE?!!!” “Sorry Del, as River Song would say, Spoilers.” “Awww… wait, who is River Song?” “A very long story, remind me to tell you later.” “Ok.” “Wait, why was pinkie’s face in that last question?” “I'm not sure. Regardless what's the next question?” “Huh, another one for me.” I'm liking this story a lot. askVTP So (Impala) do you have any knowledge of how to make your weapons to defend against demons? PS you are a the best Impala “Uh… thanks? And of course I know how to make them. You didn't seriously think after taking care of those two idiots all their lives that I wouldn't pick up some things along the way. I know everything Sam and Dean combined. I also know a few Tricks from Cass and Crowley.” “Ohhh, like what?” “Spoilers remember?” “I guess I should have seen that coming.” “Wait, taking care of? How could you do that?” “Simply being there when no one else was.” “That's surprisingly thoughtful of you Impala.” “Just because I act like a bitch sometimes doesn't I can't be nice. I was practically the closest thing to a mother for Sam and Dean after Mary died.” “Huh… That’s… uh.” “Unexpected?” “Yea, that. Can we move onto the next question.” “Sure. Oh, another one more me.” askVTP (Impala) [do you remember back when that ghost tried to run over Sam and Dean on that bridge using you? What did that feel like?] “Yes, as for what it feels like when someone is driving me. Imagine that feeling you get when you're working with a team practically perfect synchronization and you feel like you're unstoppable. That's how I feel whenever I'm used for something awesome and it only rises when Dean is behind the wheel. Although I did thought Sam was crazy when he told Dean to sit still in the middle of the road.” “I feel the same way when Marty is behind the wheel. Nothing against Doc, but just because you build something, doesn't mean you know how to use it properly. Getting hit by lighting isn't exactly good feeling, the second time around I mean.” “I get that feeling when The Doctor uses me to save the world. And I mean when he actually uses me in life threatening situation and not just to travel to another location and leave.” “Ok, now what's next one.” “Oh here is one for all of us.” askVTP (Everyone!) [Would any of you kiss a ghost?] “No.” “Don't think so.” “I don't see that happening.” “Next please.” “Oh another one for me.” “Sounds like someone is pretty popular.” “Keep it down mad mare.” askVTP (Impala) [Can you do the Windy Thing?] “I honestly have no idea what you're talking about.” “That is weird. Oh the next one is for me!” askVTP (Tardis) [What did it feel like when time exploded (again) and you had to land inside yourself?] “Painful. I would go into more detail, but if I do there's a good chance your brains will shut down from the overwhelming confusion of how to accomplish what I did.” “Is that true?” “Yes.” “Okay...” “Oh I'm next.” askVTP (Del) [What's the name of your younger sibling that's a train? What's it like having a train as a younger sibling?] “What are you talking about? A train sibling? And I'm not exactly the biggest fan of trains.” “Why not?” “One crashed into me right before I woke up here.” “Oh… I am sorry to hear that.” “It’s fine. Let's just move into the next Question.” “Ok, the last one is for you Del.” askVTP (Del) [When you fly, is the fire hot enough to burn others that are flying too close?] “I'm pretty sure it can, but despite my… less than stylish entrances I know how to keep the fire from touching as many objects as possible. I don't know, but the flames doesn't seem to affect me at all.” “That sounds like it could be very useful on a adventure.” “Definitely.” “Ok I'm starting to get a little tired from this. Let's just find one more question and call it a day.” “Alright by me.” “I don't mind.” “Huh? Hey Author!” (What?) “This one is for you!” (Really? Huh. Well I guess that's ok, but in the future I really want you not to question me and more on the VTP’s.) askVTP (Author) [What were you thinking when you started writing this? I'm confused how an idea like this comes up.] (That's actually a funny story actually. It started when I saw a image of the USS Enterprise as pony while on tumblr. The artist name is chaoscroc and you should find it Tumblr somewhere.) (Anyway that picture then reminded me of a Doctor Who episode about when Tardis actually got her own Human body and then that reminded me of the Supernatural Episode “Baby” where they shot an entire episode of supernatural from The Car’s perspective.) (It then finally hit me and I thought my can't other cars turn human. Or for the website’s sake ponies. I then thought what would be an interesting fit between a supernatural car and Powerful Time machine space ship and BTTF car seemed like perfect fit.) (I like to think that Impala is the grumpy level headed one of the group. Tardis as the crazy, smart, playful, funny type and the most talkative one of the group. And Del kinda like that cute slightly clutzy little sister of the group that is still nerdy about some things science can do like time travel. A word of advice, never piss off any of them.) “Damn Straight.” “Do you always need to be so vulgar?” “Do you always need to be British?” “What does my accent have to do with this.” “You speak how you want, and I speak how I want.” “Fair enough.” “Bye Everyone! I hope you enjoy.” “See you in the next time.” “Onto the next chapter! ALLONS-Y!!!” Author's Note I hope you all enjoyed the first VTP Q&A. Have a Trollestia
We need the talk.Ok before you all get a heart attack I'm not going to cancel this story. That will never happen. Hopefully. Anyway there is something important we do need to talk about. I'm out ideas. Specially for this story. Now that does not mean I'm going to give up on this story, far from it in fact. If I really didn't care about this story I would have just canceled this thing with no care. The problem is that I don't know where to continue this story the way it is. I decided to reread my old work on this story and I'm not really happy with it. I was planning giving this thing a full reboot, but I'm not sure how to go about it. What I want is the main focus is for Impala, Tardis, and Del. However I want to bring in as many VTP's as I can and have them all interact with one another, but I don't want that to get in the way of the the character's story and relationships. I want them to know the mane 6 and to visit as many other ponies, but don't want them just moving into ponyvile. I want them to explore the whole planet of equus and beyond, but at the same time I don't want them to leave equestria too often. I want to keep all the VTP's that come up and in one place, but I do want them to help when they can without overshadowing impala, tardis, and del. So if it wasn't obvious I'm kinda in a bit of bind here. So I'm going to need some help. If you have a idea or just want to help in anyway please PM me and tell me how you can help or tell me the idea and if I like what I see I'll put your name in the description letting them know the people and ponies know you helped. Also for anyone who want to see what is qualified to become a VTP this acceptable. I can allow: Cars, Trucks, planes, boats, trains, submarines, tanks, helicopters, mechs that need pilots, space ships, space stations, and any other none conventional vehicle as long as its drivable. Anything else is a not allowed. For a more specific list, I'll put one down below with a spoiler block so people won't get spoiled unless they want to see what see what vehicles will be specifically become vehicles turned ponies (VTP's). Impala-supernatural Tardis-doctor who Delorean-back to the future KITT-nightrider The bluesmobile-the blues brothers Brock Samson's car-venture bros. A Dalek space ship-doctor who. The polar Express-the polar express The uss enterprise-star trek The uss franklin-star trek Whatever that enemy ship was that had that awesome crash in into darkness.-star trek That big scary ship in Star Trek movie in 2009.-Star Trek. Luke skywalker's X-wing-star wars The millennium falcon-star wars Y-wing-star wars Slave 1- Star Wars AT-AT-star wars Darts Vader's personal ship-star wars. Snowspeeder-star wars Star destroyer-star wars. Death Star-star wars. (Didn't see that coming did yea?) USG Ishimura-dead space Gipsy danger-pacific rim Crimson Typhoon-pacific rim Cherno Alpha-pacific rim Striker Eureka-pacific rim The original megazord-power ranges Megas-Megas XLR The one mech that in ever version of the gundam series that's white, blue, red and gold.-gundam The scorpion-halo The wraith-halo The brotherhood of steel airship-fallout Light bike-tron Atlas-titanfall Oger-titanfall Stryder-titanfall Wow that was a lot longer then I thought. Anyway the only idea I think I will keep for what I originally planned is that all the VTP's will be living in there own town or community of sorts where they can all live together and hopefully not all kill each other. So to wrap this up, if anyone want to help and get some ideas flowing to keep the story alive please PM me. Sorry for dumping this news on you. I hope you all have a good day. Have a trollestia. Author's Note One last thing. There will be no general lee car in this story. Stop asking.
What’s been happening with meMy mental process during this “Come on come on this is the start to an original idea you made! Write the opening Damn it!” Standing in a room pacing back and forth in an apartment complex is a Texan nerd that refuses to give more information to the people reading this that. He was currently contemplating his thoughts on what to do. “You know you love this idea! You made it all your own and all the comments in the story love how insane this is. Make the Damn story!” ‘Oh what’s the point. I don’t know what the hell im doing. I want to be a writer hopefully for a TV show at the very least one day but how the hell if I can’t even make a complete story. Every time I tried winging it before collapsed under the writer's block.’ “Shut up! You can do this! All you have to do is stop procrastinating at every opportunity and actually get some work done you lazy ass!” ‘But it’s not just procrastination I have college things to deal with now. I also have many chores to do, personal hygiene, money management, getting groceries, school projects, trying to find a job and actually doing it.’ “Then find a time during the day between all this crap and actually work!” ‘But then it just feels like work I’m not getting paid for!” “That’s what’s a hobby is so you can develop a skill that can potentially help you later in life! It would also help! It would also help if you put off your Binging of TV shows, movies, comics, and fanfics!” ‘There for research!’ “You literally haven’t made another story in years and any time you do get in on a project hit give up halfway through by losing interest, No matter how planning you do!” ‘I lose interest because when I actually write the story down I see how bad my writing is and I feel insecure and stop. Is that what you want me to say?!’ “...Wow I am messed up in the head. Maybe I should just hire an editor to help and a proofreader?” ‘HOW! I KEEP COMING ACROSS HUNDREDS OF COMMENTS ON MULTIPLE FANFIC INCLUDING MY OWN AND THEY NEVER SAY HOW TO GET ONE!!!’ “Now hold on there was that one we found he was nice.” ‘We have to pay him to do it. We already have budget issues we don’t need more.’ “Wait is that how you get editors and proofreaders on this site. I just find them in pay them?” ‘As far as we know.’ “What are we gonna do about this story. It’s obvious I need to restart and rethink it but every time I write the pressure of quality and my own insecurities and my need to procrastinate keep getting to me.” ‘Well it’s been over a year maybe we should at least inform the fans and our current situation and give it straight why this hasn’t been updated in so long.’ “Yea that sounds good. Plus we can’t decide how to handle these characters that doesn’t feel cliche or boring. We don’t know shit about characters chemistry.” ‘How do you want to write this to them?’ “How about something meta?” ‘Eh… why not?’ Author's Note I am not actually this crazy but this is basically the reason I have not been writing. I figured I owe you guys that. I don’t know what to do.
Chapter 1: Meeting ponies (Full - Edited)In the middle of the orchards of Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack was hard at work bucking apples from their tree under the hot sun. She had been working nonstop for the last four hours. Raising her forehoof to her brow she pushed her hat back and swept away the sweat that was starting to fall into her eyes. ‘Rainbow wasn't kidding about the heatwave. Kinda wish she could have given me a better warning though, but no point in complaining about it now.’ She had just finished bucking the last tree and letting the apples drop in the bucket. She was just about to pick up the buckets and leave for her break until she heard something. It sounded similar to a manticore snore, but louder and more dangerous sounding. “What in tarnation is that?” Applejack then quickly looked around to see where the noise was coming from. She then started to walk around the trees until she could find the source of the horrific noise. ‘Whatever is making that noise, it better not be thinking of terrorizing my farm or my family or I swear I'll buck it where the sun don't shine’ After a few minutes she heard the noise getting closer and closer, but she still couldn’t see anything big. The creature making the noise was probably as small the trees or at least small enough to hide behind them. ‘What creature that small can make so much noise? It’s worse than Rainbow’s snorin’, an’ she’s as bad as Granny.’ Applejack nervously crept past another three trees before she finally found the source of the noise past the fourth tree. It was a single mare sleeping on her back snoring under the tree like she owned the place. The snoring mare was a earth mare with a black coat of fur and matching black mane with a single silver stripe going down the middle. Her mane was kinda messy like Applejack's own mane and her tail was basically one big braid with a red band holding it at the end. The mare also had a set of unusual scars on her torso with another pair of the oddly shaped scars on the bottom of her rear left cannon. The two scars spelled out the letters S.W. and D.W. and could be seen through the mare’s dark coat fur, even if it was faint. The mare's cutie mark seemed to be a white sun with a star in the middle made up of lines. If the snoring wasn't bad enough, the mare was also mumbling in her sleep. “Hmmm… Stop… doing it… Hmm… not... on my seats… Clean… That up… Cass… Shut… Them up...” Applejack scrunched her snout up in confusion as she listened to the sleeping mare. ‘What is this mare dreaming about and how is she making that noise?! Nevermind, best to wake her up.' Applejack then started to shake the mare to try and wake her up. It didn't work so she started shaking her harder while yelling in the mare’s ear. “Miss? Wake Up! Ma’am? Wake up!!! Consarn’ it you stubborn snorin’ fool. Get up!!!” It wasn't really working and Applejack was starting to get annoyed. Then she got an idea, a mean one sure, but it was yet to fail her. “Sorry about this.” she muttered before twisting around on her forehooves and bucking the tree that the mare was under before five apples fell from the tree, all of them landing on the mare's head waking her and opening her blue eyes. “Ouch, is someone trying to vandalize me again?” It was then when the mare noticed her surroundings. The mare’s pupils shrunk to pin pricks and then look down at her hooves with her jaw slightly open. The mare then spoke in slightly rural accent with a confused and slightly pissed tone. “What. The. F-” It was at the unfortunate moment when a late Apple fell and hit her on the head again. “Ouch! Why does that always happen.” Applejack’s confusion returned as she looked at the now aggravated mare before she pushed her snout into the mystery mare’s personal space “Who are you and why are ya on my farm?” The mare turned to Applejack with a confused and slightly scared expression. Until she saw Applejack and then Quickly changed to a dumbfounded expression. The mare just stared at her for minute. ‘I actually have a body I can control. That appears to be something like a horse. With that, a actually horse that has bright colored fur and mane with big eyes, a tattoo of an apple on her ass, wearing a cowboy hat, and speaking in a heavy western accent in English. While also in a brightly colored world that has bit of girly vibe to it. What did those idiots do now?!’ The mare sighed and got to her hooves and stood with an annoyed scowl on her face. ‘Still got four appendages, so at least I can stand.’ The mare then looked back to Applejack. “Sorry for trespassing ma’am. Could you tell me where I am and where the nearest town is? I just woke up here and I have no idea how I got here.” Applejack looked at the mare with a slightly skeptical expression. The black furred mare was starting to get a bit uneasy, but still kept her scowl to show not to make her anymore angry. Then applejack’s face turned to a more friendlier expression them before, but still a little hint suspicion. “Sure, you’re in Sweet Apple Acres. The closest town is Ponyville, it's just a ten minute walk down the road and you'll be there in no time.” The black furred mare suppressed the urge to gag a bit when she heard the name of the town. ‘That cannot seriously be the name of the town. What the hell happened while I was out? Is this whole place some kind of Disney film or what?’ The black mare then cleared her thoughts, and took a deep breath. “Thank you, ma’am, I'll be on my way.” “No problem, my name is Applejack by the way. What's yours?” The mare then stood there with a moment to think ‘I'm pretty sure my nickname won't sound great here, better go with the next best thing.’ The black furred mare then spoke. “My name is Impala Winchester.” Meanwhile in Canterlot, Luna was on her way back to her room after doing some paperwork for several hours as favor for her sister. ‘How our sister is still sane after dealing with all those stupid requests from nobels for so long, we will never know. We are just glad it's done for the day and we can go to our room for some relaxation.’ Luna continued her way down the corridor to her room until she passed a broom closet and then heard a muffled voice coming from the other side of the door. Luna looked rather confused and slightly worried when whoever was inside the closet started banging and hearing something about a thief. ‘One of our subject is being robbed in a broom closet?’ It was then that Luna noticed that the door knob wasn't being turned. Luna was a bit more confused by that, but then just decided to open the door regardless with her magic. As soon as Luna opened the door she was greeted by a rather peculiar looking pony who fell onto the floor just right below her, like a puppet with its strings cut, allowing her to get a good look at the mysterious mare. The mare in question was a unicorn with a blue fur coat and a long silver mane with blue curls at the end of her mane and tail. The mare’s cutie mark was a simple hourglass with a crack on the glass and golden sand that matched her eyes. Strangely enough the mare’s hooves seemed to be square shaped, made of wood, and painted to a slightly darker blue. Lastly and the oddest part about her was her uniquely shaped horn that looked to have some qualities that made it look like a lighthouse was perched precariously on her forehead. The mare then looked up to Luna with excited expression that kinda made her look a little crazy. Before she started speaking in a Trottingham accent at an impossible pace. “Thank you very much for getting me out of that jam there, it's so hard to turn door knobs when you have hooves instead of hands, actually I only ever had hands once and it was such a wondrous experience it was, to be with my thief and see a adventure first hand from his point of view and finally get to speak with him for so long, this experience right now is quite different from that since now I'm in a horse, I never did pay much attention to those creatures, well until they transform in weird looking shapeshifting alien creatures, but those are stories for another time. “Speaking of time, it seems that for whatever the reason I can't see the future or past, only the present, is this what being organic is like? Only seeing the present with no idea what the future will have for you? It's exciting and scary at the same time, oh this is so much fun. “It's as if something is blocking me or I'm outside my universe, but that shouldn't be a problem as soon a I find my thief. Would you be so kind as to please tell me where and when I am big, blue, winged, and horned horse or do you lack sophonce?” Luna just stared in complete bewilderment as she tried to figure out more than half of the stuff the mare just said, while the mare from the closet was still on the floor, looking around with a childish expression of wonderment and curiosity. 'I never thought I would see the day when I meet a pony who was more strange then Pinkie pie.' Questions running through her head before she decided to ignore the parts she didn't understand and just deal with the parts she could. “You are in my sister and I's castle in Canterlot and it is September 17. Would you mind telling us who you are and could you explain why you were in one of the broom closets. Also please do not speak so fast this time.” The mare looked up at Luna as if seeing her for the first time again, before she continued babbling, this time at a slower rate allowing the monarch of the night to understand her. “Oh sorry about that, I don't normally get to talk often so after so long I needed to get some of that out of my system. As for the closet situation, I have no idea how how I ended up in there, then again that's somewhat of a normal occurrence whenever I show up to places, but this is the first time I went into one without me knowing.” Luna understood that and nodded to show she heard the whole thing that time, but still looked a bit confused at the usually end up in closet part. She decided to let it go for now. “Alright, and for your name?” The mare then went into weird trance for a few seconds. “I'm Time And Relative Dimension(s) In Space.” The mare then snapped out of it back to her happy and crazy self. “Or Tardis for short.” Luna was a little unsettled by that. ‘What have I gotten myself into.’ A grey and blond mare with mismatched eyes was right outside the open door to a two-story cloud house mansion on the far end of Cloudsdale, getting herself ready to leave before she called over shoulder to the only other pony inside the house. “Hey big sis I'm going out for a walk. Make sure you don't use your fractured wing on anything.” From inside the house came raspy voice. “Don't worry little sis, I'm not going to use it. You know I can take care of myself. Are you sure you'll be ok?” “I'm still alive aren't I? Don't worry I'll be fine. I haven't had a flying accident since Friday.” “Derpy, that was yesterday.” Derpy then blushed a bit in embarrassment, but still spoke with the same amount of confidence in her voice “I'll be fine, I won't do any major flying, it's just a walk through the old city.” Her big sister’s response sounded skeptical, but Derpy could imagine her rolling her eyes in agreement. “Alright, just be safe Derpy.” “Ok, I'll be back in about twenty minutes. See you later Spitfire” The yellow and flame maned Pegasus mare still looked reluctant as she watched her little sister close the door before she shrugged her good wing and flopped back onto the couch, making sure that the drink and books Derpy had picked out for her were still in reach. ‘She came all this way to see me so she could take care of me, but somehow it still feels like I'm taking care of her. Some thing never change.’ As the door fell shut behind her Derpy started walking down the cloud road that connected Spit’s home to Cloudsdale. She needed to clear her head. ‘I came all this way to take care of her and somehow she’s still is taking care of me. Why can’t things change just for a bit?’ When Derpy had got the letter telling her Spitfire was in the hospital she had dropped everything and rushed to Cloudsdale as fast as her wings could carry her, after asking Vinyl and Octavia to look after Dinky and Sparkler of course. Only to find out that her sister was fine with only a fractured left wing. She was happy that her sister was ok, but a little disappointed that she couldn't do anything to help out her big sister. Derpy had been told almost her whole life that she was ‘Special’ and was always looked after and taken care of, Spitfire doing so above all else. Even after Derpy got old enough to go out on her own, ponies continued to treat her differently than everypony else, despite her constant efforts to make them stop it. ‘I know I still have some friends in Ponyville, but I never get to do anything, because I “always” mess it up. I wish I could meet someone who didn’t know my reputation or cared about my disability. Is that too much to ask?’ Derpy kept on her walk for about four minutes before she took a break to stop by a lamp-post. It was at that moment when Derpy then heard something strange like somepony shouting. “HELP! I! CAN’T! STOP!” Derpy quickly ducked her head out of instinct as a flaming blur just speed past her. Derpy then saw that it was a pegasus and was screaming for life as she was leaving a actually trail of fire as she flew in circles above her.“HOW DO YOU CONTROL THESE STUPID THINGS?!” Before Derpy could even react to one of the strangest things she had ever seen, the flaming mare made an overly tight turn and slammed straight into the lamppost that she was standing next to, stopping the flaming mare dead in her tracks, before she peeled away from the now dented and twisted metal and landed on the Cloudstuff pavement with a light ‘floomph’. Derpy paused for a second while the mare muttered to herself between pained moans. “Ouch. Well, that's one way to stop.” The mare then got back to her hooves obviously still a little in pain and wobbling unsteadily in place before almost falling over again. ‘Note to self. Don't test even more unusual looking wings while already in a unusual body you find yourself in. Also develope actual common sense.’ Watching the mare stagger around in obvious pain was enough to send Derpy hurrying over to her side out of concern. “Are you ok? You just flew straight into that lamp-post. You must have been going eighty eight miles per hour at least. I'm surprised you haven't even got any bruises.” As she got closer Derpy finally got a good look at the mare. The pegasus mare had green eyes, a silver fur coat, and a completely black mane. The style of the mane was made to be kinda spiky and some of the hair on her head was shifted to be covering a little of the mare’s right eye. The mare also wore a pair of goggles with blue lenses move up to her forehead. The mare's cutie mark was rather strange, it looked like a plastic box with a set of red numbers made to look like the time on a clock and the time on her cutie mark looked to be four minutes past ten. However, the strangest thing about the mare was her wings, which looked like they were made of metal. Derpy had heard of artificial limbs which could be used as replacements for legs, hooves, and even horns but she had never heard of a prosthetic replacement for wings, and especially a prosthetic that looked so futuristic. The mare then spoke in an accent that sounded like something from thirty years ago. “Yea I'm fine. Just a bit woozy is all. Thanks.” “No problem miss, My name's Derpy Whooves, what's yours?” The mare stood there for a bit thinking before she replied. “Call me Delorean. Nice to meet you Derpy.” Author's Note Hello ppg1998 here. This is something that has struck me with so much passion and inspiration that I feel I just needed to get it out. I am a big fan of all of these franchises and this just seems like perfect crossover idea in my mind. I'm surprised no one has done this before and I just wanted to get this out there for the world to enjoy. The concept is cool and hopefully more stuff like this will come out soon. Warning this is the unedited version and I am still in need of a editor. If your a editor and will to help. Let me know. Mail me or comment down below and we can work out the details. Thank you for your time. Here's a trollestia. [Edit] Now fully edited. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 2: Talking Ponies (Full - Edited)Impala slowly made her way towards town to see if she could find two brothers, an angel and possibly a demon if the situation was that bad, but since she was now in control of a living body, she wouldn't put it past the the Australian or Irish bastard. Despite the fact that she was having trouble managing her new hooves, ‘Or is it trotting? Whatever, I'm calling it walking until someone tells me otherwise. Impala found herself rapidly getting better at walking once she convinced “Applejack” to let her walk without constant support. Applejack was a nice ‘pony’ all things considered, but Impala got a strange vibe from her and made the decision to stay away from the “cowpony” until she could either figure out her deal, or until she can find Sam and Dean so that they can find a way to get back home. ‘Whichever comes first.’ It only took about twenty minutes for the pair of them to reach the nearby town where Impala noticed the crowds of pegasi and unicorns here, all brightly colored too. ‘Unicorns, and pegasi too? Ok who the hell made this eyesore of a world?’ What really got Impala’s attention was that she noticed there was a big red stallion pulling a wooden cart through town like it was the freaking dark ages and then seeing a pony that looked like a DJ from the present who was passing by with electronic keyboard floating in the air with some blue light surrounding it. Impala was trying her absolute hardest not to look like a dumbstruck idiot. ‘Who ever sent me here has very weird sense of humor.’ It was a little difficult to blend in since she was the only one in the town, by her view at least, to have a black coat of fur. She was getting a few weird stares, but did her best to ignore them as she continued her little unusual walk. ‘Why is everyone looking at me like I’m the odd one here? Mind your own damn business and look in a mirror.’ After a two more minutes of walking Impala then heard a giggle. Turning her head to where she thought she heard the noise Impala was forced to perform a double take at the sight before her. It was a gingerbread house. An honest to Louis and William gingerbread house. Impala looked at the house, tilting her head in confusion and bewilderment. ‘I swear to God if that's actually made of gingerbread, I'm done.’ Impala was about to get a closer look at the house to see if her suspicions were true or not, but stopped when the giggles started up again, closer than before. Impala slowly turned her head to where the giggles were coming from, only to be greeted with a pair of big blue eyes framed in pink along with high pitched voice like a little girl. “HI!” Impala jumped a little in the air and landed on her flank in surprise. ‘WHERE DID SHE COME FROM?!’ The pink pony then bounced around Impala like a hyperactive puppy, speaking like she didn’t need to stop for breath. “Hi my name is Pinkie Pie, what's your name? I've never seen you before around here and I know everyone that's been in this town, that's a really cool mane you got there, it's very rare to see a pony with a black mane like yours, I can't wait for us to be friends and for you to meet all my friends too!” Pinkie then continued to ramble on about so much girly stuff. Impala could feel her hooves shift as her temper started to rise at the continued babbling, something in her just wanting the pink pony to shut up, but something in the middle of “Pinkie’s” ramble got Impala’s attention. ‘Wait, she knows everyone in town and everyone who has been to it? Maybe this living cartoon character could help me. I just hope I keep my sanity for long enough to ask.’ Impala then got back up to her hooves and a very deep breath and did her best to swallow her pride and try to talk with this crazy pony. “Pinkie, you said you know every pony that is and has been into this town?” Pinkie stopped bouncing for a moment to talk at a more understandable pace. “Yeppers peppers! Why? Are you looking for someone?” Impala tried to smooth her expression out to something neutral, the twitching in her eyes remaining as she throttled her impatience down to a manageable level “Yes. Do you think you can help me?” Pinkie then put her right forehoof to her fore head in a silly looking salute while still smiling. “You bet I can or my name isn't Pinkamena Diane Pie. Who are they and what do they look like?” “Ok Pinkie, I am looking for three… stallions, two of them are brothers and the last one is a friend. Their names are Sam and Dean Winchester while the friend's name is Castiel or Cass for short. Sam is the younger brother, but is taller than his older brother Dean and both have brown ha… manes. Castiel has a black mane, constantly acts like he has a rod shoved up his tail, and he has wings if I remember correctly. There might be another one by the name of Crowley. He has a foreign accent, really likes to hear the sound of his own voice, and is a bit of a jerk. Seen any pony like that around here?” Pinkie’s face changed looked to be a silly version of a serious face that was just annoying Impala even more. “Nope! Nopony like that around here. But I'll be sure to keep a look out if I find them and you'll be the first to know. That's a pinkie promise.” Pinkie then did a weird gesture with her hooves and signed a bit. “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.” Impala nearly lost it there. ‘WHAT IS WITH ALL THE GIRLY CRAP IN THIS WORLD?!’ Impala took another deep breath. “Thank you Pinkie.” “No problem… Oh hey I never got your name.” “It's Impala.” “Cool name Impy. Hey, If you want since you're new to town would you like a tour? I know this whole place like the back of my hoof. Come on it’ll be fun and we can turn that frown upside down.” Impala just sighed at the exhausting pink pony, her mood leveling out somewhere around the same annoyance she had whenever Sam spilled his coffee all over her upholstery back when she had been a car. Pinkie certainly seemed just as sickly sweet, and even stickier as the accursed black fluid. ‘As much as I hate to admit it. I need help finding my way around this town. My top priority is to find a place to sleep and maybe a library or something that can tell about this world so I don't get anymore surprises. I just hope I can keep my sanity that long.’ “The tour sounds… tempting, but I mainly just need some help finding a library and a place to sleep.” “Hey I know a place that can solve both of your problems!” Impala then tilted her head in confusion. “What do you mean-” She barely got the words out before Pinkie grabbed her hoof and started dragging her away at highway speeds down the cobblestone roads to god knows where. The car turned pony screaming at Pinkie to slow down the entire time. ‘This is absolutely fantastic! I only woke up five minutes into this world and I am already on the good side of royalty! Or at least not to the point where they try to immediately kill me. This world is so beautiful, a little too much on the cute side, but all still fascinating.’ Tardis and Luna were both walking down the corridor passing guards who almost all gave Tardis weird stares as they were on there way to meet with Celestia so that they can figure out the situation with Tardis. Tardis was looking around in total amazement as she looked at every Column, window, guard, and everyone that catches the mare’s eyes. It was all so fascinating to Tardis. Luna gave a small smile as she saw Tardis act a little filly. It was rather amusing to her, but Luna decided to break the silence as they were walking. “So miss Tardis, could you explain what is this “Thief” you kept mentioning? Could you please enlighten us on this being?” Tardis stopped staring at some of the walls and guards to turn to live a still having her happy expression. “Certainly! He actually likes to be called the Doctor.” “Doctor who?” “Exactly!” Luna just looked more confused. Luna then decided to put it away with the rest of the stuff in her mind that she didn't understand about this mare. “We'll miss-” She was cut off by Tardis. “No miss please, that makes me sound old, Tardis is just fine thank you very much.” The guards in the hallway gave Tardis cold glares for Interrupting Luna, but it didn't seem to bother the princess too much. “Ok, Tardis, why do you call ‘The Doctor’ your thief?” Tardis actually started to look sad for a moment. “Oh, that's just a nickname I gave him. I like it, but I'd rather not tell the story behind it. It's not exactly a happy tale.” Luna saw that Tardis was genuinely sad after that and decided to drop it, but was now rather curious what exactly happened. She then decided to change the subject and worry about the mare’s past later. “Ok Tardis. Speaking of, what exactly is the mean of your name and appearance? I mean no disrespect, but it's rather unusual name for a pony.” Tardis had sudden realization of her situation. ‘It's probably not a good idea to tell I wasn't a “pony” before I ended up in that closet. Now that I think about it nobody has the same hooves I do. This could be a problem. Better wait until both me and the princesses are behind closed doors to discuss this. What can make the situation turn to instant silence for a while?’ Tardis started thinking a bit and changed her expression back to her cheery self almost instantly after coming up with a idea. “For my appearance I am not aware how I got to look like this exactly, but as for the name issue, if you don't like it you can call me sexy. My thief calls me that sometimes when we're alone, but I never understood why.” Luna face blushed furiously and both of them could hear more then few snickers and giggles coming from the guards behind them. Luna recomposed herself and then spoke with still a little embarrassment in her voice. “On second thought, let's just go to my sister in silence.” Tardis was simply smiling and giving herself a mental high five. “Fine by me.” Derpy was currently holding Delorean's right foreleg over her neck as they both were walking down the cloud road towards Spitfire’s house. Delorean was still slightly slumping as she walked, but with Derpy’s help she was now at least able to stay on her hooves for more than two steps at a time. Even as close as she was Derpy didn’t notice Delorean looking down at the cloud road underneath her hooves, wonder and curiosity in her eyes. ‘This is amazing! I can’t believe I can walk on clouds now. Oh and having a living body too. Man I really do need to get some common sense. Maybe I hit that lamppost harder than I thought.’ Delorean decided to worry about it later and broke the silence as they walked down the cloud road. “Thanks again for helping me Derpy. I really appreciate this.” Derpy just smiled. “No problem. I wouldn't just leave somepony who took a major hit like that and just walk away like nothing happened. That's not the kinda pony I am. Delorean smiled. “Glad to hear. By the way, where are we going?” “We're going to my sister’s house. Don't worry, she may come off as a little rough, but she can be a real sweetheart when she wants to be.” “Cool. Can’t wait to meet her.” The both of them continued walking for while in silence. Until Derpy decided to ask a question after two minutes of walking. “Hey Delorean?” “Yea?” “I don’t mean to be rude, but doesn’t Delorean sound more like a stallion’s name?” Delorean thought about that for a moment with a blank expression. “Huh. I never really thought about it. Why do you ask?” Derpy looked away from Delorean with a hint of shame on her face. “It’s just it sounds a little weird to say to a mare for me. I’m sorry if that sounds mean.” “No it's fine. People don’t really call me by my first name often anyway.” Derpy raised an eyebrow and cocked her head in confusion. “People?” Delorean’s eyes opened wide as her pupils became smaller. Delorean did her best to keep her cool with a forced smile. “Oops, my bad, just a slip of the tongue. I tend to be a little clumsy sometimes. I like to call them glitches.” Derpy bought it and smiled. “Oh, that's pretty interesting.” Delorean slightly sighed in relief. ‘Nailed it. Best not to give her a mind blow. I have had way too many of those for one lifetime. Especially Marty, I really need apologize to him when I see him again.’ “So just curious, what is your full name?” Delorean then thought for a moment before she replied. ‘Best to just go with Doc’s and Marty’s for now. Hopefully it sounds believable here’ “Delorean Mcfly Brown.” “Cool, is it foreign or something?” Delorean then looked away from Derpy for a moment. “You could say that.” “Neat. Hey, this may seem weird, but would you like a nickname?” Delorean turned her attention back to Derpy with a curious expression. “A nickname? Hmm… Sure, why not?” “Cool. How about… Del?” “Del?” “Yea, Del.” “Hmm… I like it.” “Awesome. Del it is then.” ‘Del, I think I could get use to that. Definitely better than just saying “The Car”. I wonder if anything interesting will happen while I'm here. With my luck something is bound to go wrong, but best not to focus on that now. I mean what's the worst that can happen?’ Meanwhile just outside the solar system was a small and thin crack in space and time. It just looked like small white glowing line no bigger in one inch piece of thread. Then suddenly, completely unaware by anything except gods, the crack had just gotten slightly bigger. Author's Note This story is really fun to make, and I have to admit, I never thought I would get this popular with just the first chapter. I am so glad people love this, and I will continue this for as long a possible. I love all these franchises and it is blast to write about them. The next chapter will take a while because my editor needs a break after this one is finished. I will reveal my editor after his rest is over so people won't bother him. I hope you all enjoy the chapter regardless of being unedited or not. See you later. Have a trollestia. Edit: I am very sorry for not updating I a while, it was a combination of a writers block and not hearing from my editor in a month. Anyway things have been cleared and things should getting back on track. Here is the fully edited version now.
VTP Q&A #0“Hey everyone. It's the VTP’s speaking here. I’m Impala” “The Tardis here” “And Del.” “Were here to tell that for next chapter we're going to be doing a Q&A Chapters.” “We will be doing this once every five chapters so that we can answer any questions you have for us.” “The one rule in that no questions about Future chapters, but you can ask anything about anything up to this point and anything about our lives before we came here.” “Don't be Afraid to ask us anything… ok seriously why the hell are we doing this?” “What do you mean, can't we interact with audience for fun every once in awhile?” “Uh Girls?” “Oh come the only reason the only reason we're doing this because the author is too lazy to make the next chapter and is doing this get more people into this story because they saw it in ONE story did that is already successful.” “Girls?” “Just because it's in another story doesn't mean it's bad idea for our’s and besides the author has permission to use the Q&A Chapters for their story. And it's fun to make them so what's-” “GIIIIRRRRRRRLS!!!” “Oh! What?!” “Ouch! You have quite a voice their.” “We haven't finished explaining the rules yet.” “Oh right. To anyone that wants to ask a Question Just put in #askVTP (VTP you want ask a Question to) [Question].” “The () is for whom the question is directed at, it could be me, Tardis, Impala, or just two or all three of us, while the [] is the question itself.” “I still say this is stupid Idea.” “Becareful what you say Impala, They are still writing this thing, you don’t want to say something you will regret.” “Oh please what are they… wait, aren’t they writing this right now as we are talking in this chapter and controlling everything I say and so if I do say something they don’t like won’t they be making themselves mad just to do something to me that the audience will enjoy in the author's own 4th wall chapter so that they can… Oh my head hurts.” “Your not the only one.” “Oh screw you author.” (Mind screw aside, might as well do something funny.) “What do you… I ship myself with Tardis.” Impala then covered both of her hooves to her mouth and was blushing. “...” “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!” “FUCK YOU AUTHOR!” (Nah, now do the thing.) “What thing?” (You know the thing.) “Aw come on. Really?” “It isn’t that bad.” “It won’t kill you.” “Uh fine.” “You really need to lighten up.” “Oh go fuck yourself.” “Q&A”
