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.