Dr. Wolf smiled as he readied his microphone. Just last week Luna was talking to him about how she wished that more ponies knew how to handle some of their own problems before they had to go to seek professional help. When he brought up some of the radio shows that a lot of ponies listened to Luna jumped for joy. Before Dr. Wolf could agree to help Luna had already bought the equipment, got a time slot, and sent out papers about the new show.

Now at first, Dr. Wolf was against the idea, but Luna explained that he would still be able to have private sessions for ponies with more personal issues. He soon got into the idea of helping a larger audience so now he converted one of his offices into a recording station. It would only be one hour a week, and it was during a time when his wife did her grocery shopping.

Dr. Wolf was excited as he checked his watch. In a few seconds, he would make his first impression on ponies across the nation.

As soon as the light switched on Dr. Wolf spoke up with his calm and charming voice. "Greetings and welcome one and all. I'm Dr. Wolf and this is the Hurting Helpline. Do you have any habits, hurts, or hang-ups? Then call me at What? I don't know his number. and let me help you with any problem you are having. Oh! We've just got our first caller... and it looks like it's my dear friend Lightning Bliss. Bliss, you are on the air."

Bliss's voice sounded upset and shaky as she spoke. "Sniff Hey Doc. I was worried about what other ponies might think if they all heard me, but I need your help right now!"

"I understand. Everypony listening has probably had a similar problem that you're going through right now and they want to learn how to deal with it themselves. Tell us all what's going on right now."

"Well, I was just minding my own business when suddenly Firebrand came out and called me a new name. He called me a mini rainbow warhead! He always makes fun of me because of my looks! I'm just sick and tired of it!"

Dr. Wolf could tell that she was nearly in tears as she spoke. He took a deep breath as he spoke. "Well, what have you done so far to try to deal with it?"

"Well, I tried taking deep breaths and thinking positive about myself, but it didn't help any. Now I'm going to do the one thing that I know will fix everything."

Dr. Wolf was actually excited when he heard that she found a way of dealing with her constant picking on. "Really? What's that?"

"I'm going to drown my sorrows into five gallons of Mr. Cream's Chuncky Munchy ice cream!"

Dr. Wolf's heart dropped when he heard that. He was already concerned about her sugar intake, but he knew that if this was going to be her new outlet then it was probably going to send her off the deep end. "Uh Bliss, I'm afraid that you might have the wrong idea. You see, we tend to go to these empty wells like food or anger which gives us no true way to handle our problems. Why don't you let me talk you through this?"

"Because you're a wolf and not an alicorn. You don't understand that there are some problems that can only be solved through chocolate!"

Dr. Wolf sighed as he realized that she clearly didn't call him to ask for personal help. "Bliss, if you didn't want any help with your personal problems then why did you call me?"

"I can't get the ice cream out of the carton," Bliss said sorrowfully.

"Take the ice cream and microwave it for thirty seconds."

"You can't do that! That's against the law or something!"

Doc could tell that she was in no way thinking clearly. He pulled out some aspirin as he talked to her. "Just trust me on this. Now get a bowl."

"I don't know where they are."

Dr. Wolf groaned a bit as he leaned back into his chair. "Alright, are you at home?"

"Yes."

"Are you in the kitchen?"

"Of course! Do you think I keep my microwave in the bathroom or something? Where do you keep yours?"

Dr. Wolf felt a little silly when he heard her say that. "Alright, just go through the shelves until you find it."

Wolf listened as she rummaged through the shelves. "Hey, I found it, but what do I do with the Lucky Wolfs?"

Doc couldn't believe his ears as he heard her ask about a kids cereal. He had to start guessing that she had a mental magic surge that would cause her to ask stuff like this. It was that or Discord was messing with her. "Uh, you do nothing with them."

"No, you don't understand. I found the bowls next to the cereal and the little wolf on the box asked, "Hey, what are you doing with my bowl?" and it's creeping me out. He's looking at me with those beady little eyes and those stubby little paws. It's probably what you looked like when you were a kid. It's like the movie with the werewolf in it... what's it called?"

"Werewolf?"

"YES! Help me!"

Dr. Wolf could now say for certain that Discord was at work here. He sighed as he thought of any way to defuse this. "Alright, just take some cereal and pour it into the bowl. Does that help?"

"Yes, he's doing a little dance now."

"Okay did the microwave go off?"

"Yes! Does that mean that it's going to explode?"

"Sigh. No. Just take it out and... I can't believe I'm saying this, but scoop the ice cream on top of the cereal."

"Gasp! You made Lucky Munchies!!! Mad Munchkin is going to love hearing about this!"

As Doc realized that this was all a joke about his friend he asked one single question. "Discord, are you impersonating my friend just so you could make fun of Ms. Munchkin?"

A smooth male voice replied. "It was the only way how I could set up this gag. Mary Sue paid me ten bits to pull this off. You're a little too trusting Doc, but I think you need to loosen up a little more."

Doc's voice became stern as he spoke again. "Discord, I'm on the air right now... and that's not a request to make my chair fly again. There are a lot of ponies listening right now."

A chuckle came off of the other end of the line. "I know! I had to do something to make this interesting. Now ponies will actually stay awake for this. Call my little show a sign of what's to come. Good luck Doc, you'll need it."

The line went dead as Doc was about to ask what he meant by that. He sighed as he realized that he'd probably only have enough time for one more caller before his hour would be done. "Alright, we'll have one more caller before we wrap up. Firebrand, you're on the air."

A pain ridden voice replied to him. "Doc, I've got a big problem. I used that new nickname that was on your show on Bliss and she blasted me through twelve walls. How do you make an improv stretcher to carry my broken body in?"

Dr. Wolf groaned out loud as he buried his face in his paws. "Brand, if I told you once, I told you a thousand times. I'm not that kind of doctor!"

Author's Note

I got inspiration to do this from a video about a skit that I watched. This is something which I want to start doing. I want your ideas about what kind of unconventional issues should Doc have to deal with. Feel free to PM me your ideas and I might throw your OCs in this story.