Exiled to Equestria by the Time Lords to 'keep him out of trouble', the Doctor, now in his 22nd incarnation, finds himself forced to stay in one place, with the same ponies, forever and ever and ever. Socially, however, the Doctor is a dead loss; the inevitable result of locking yourself in a small box for hundreds of years at a time. This occasionally results in amusing scenarios. This is a collection of such, and will be updated as and when and if I feel like it.

Technically, this is a follow-up to my earlier Doctor Whooves stories, but as they're rubbish, I shouldn't bother if I were you. The premise here is fairly self-explanatory, and you shouldn't need more than a cursory knowledge of Doctor Who to be able to see what's going on.