Uniquivity With The Faithful Doctor Whooves

by Mr Mlp

Rating: everyone
Tags: Doctor Whooves, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Mystery, Comedy, Adventure
Length: 20008

A story that strives to be unique when it can and does not want to spoil too much from a simple description. Blind experiences are more interesting. :)

The author demands I keep this explanation of the story limited, but since it's the long description I can give a bit more details on the tale. This story deals with Doctor Whooves and a specific struggle he goes through. He ends up somewhere unknown to everyone in the wide world of Equestria.

Also, uh. Between you and me I've hidden a link to a google doc in the story. I encourage you try to find it, but you didn't hear that from me.

Published 2023-07-11 15:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-07-11 15:40:00 UTC

Doctor Whooves and The Swirling Beast

The Doc dreamed peacefully through his sleep, snoring rhythmically in tempo. He dreamed about waffles, blaring ear deafening music, a very important figure in his life, and most of all... bombs? He awoke explosively with the sleep still in his eye, looking up to the sky seeing the glaring morning sun, then glanced forward. "Seems that Ditzy is steering the boat. That's nice," He pondered.

"DITZY WHAT ARE YOU DOING STEERING THE BOAT?!"

"What?! You were asleep and I was awake and we don't know where we're going."

"I know where I'm going Ditzy-"

"I don't knooowwww, it didn't really seem like it," Ditzy gave out a silly smile.

"Do you even know where we are, oh please don't tell me we're lost in some sort of sea."

"We're not lost Doc! We're in the South Luna Ocean! I know exactly where we are!"

"How do we get back?"

"We you- uh. oh."

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Calm down! Everything is fine! We have food, water, and hope in our hearts. We can just sail through the ocean and find a way back towards Equestria or something. Let's just pick a direction. Hmmm, I choooseeeee-"

"I'm really trapped on a boat, with a stupid mare, in the middle of the ROTTEN CHICKEN NUGGET SEA!" His voice echoed across the mighty sea.

"Alright give me the wheel."

"Awww, but I've only gotten half the night to play around with it. Just be careful with it. The wheel has sensitive feelings."

The Doc chuckled just a tiny bit, but didn't show it, due to his still lingering anger. "You're joking right?"

"Of course silly! You gotta lighten up!"

"How in the wide world of Equestria, did you manage this?"

"Usually I mess up things, so I wanted to do something nice for you, before that happens. I was going to get you to a destination before you woke up, like a taxi driver! I think I messed up though."

"Right... well, you go back to sitting down over there in the banana boat and I'll look through these inventions in my bag and see if I can find a way to get out of here."

The Doc searched through his bag, thoughtfully playing out any situation with the gadgets he could muster to think of too find a way out of the predicament. Unfortunate for him, he came up short and with no map he truly had no other choice but to follow Ditzy's advice. Pick a random direction and go.

Sighing deeply he sucked up courage and sped the boat in this random direction he chose and for the next 30 minutes neither one of them would speak another word. I'm genuinely surprised on how well they were able to handle that situation. Emotionally I mean.

"Hey, Doc. Do you want a muffin?"

"A muffin?"

"Yeah, I got it from a place on dreary lane and had it stuffed in my wing, since last night. They're soooo delicious, you gotta try one!"

"What is it made of?"

"Muffins."

"Eh, to heck with it."

Ditzy handed the Doc the Muffin.

"Ditzy..." He spoke with tears weld up in his eyes.

"You like it don't you-"

"This is the worst piece of garbage I've ever tasted," The Doc said chucking the muffin into the great sea.

The cliche dance of silence appeared between the two of them once again. The Doc was okay with this, returning back to steering the boat. He however had no idea of the fate awaiting him, standing right behind him with fury in her eyes. This was no laughing matter. Well, for me it is.

"HOW DARE YOU TREAT MY MUFFINS LIKE THAT!"

The Doc with great speed twisted his body around straight into the furious smack handed out by Ditzy, causing him to be flung into the freezing waters. Ditzy in an instance went in to go grab him after realizing what she had just done.

"Oh jeez! I'm so sorry! Oh gosh," She stated placing him gently back onto the boat.

"Are you okay-"

"Shut."

And so silence returned back to the two of them.

A delicate wheeze was heard in the face of the un-breaking wind from the sea.

"Doc? Did you hear that?"

"The wheeze? Yeah, that was me. I've been parched to no end."

"Huh?" Ditzy mouthed out in confusion.

"I'M THIRSTY!"

"Oh! No problem, we packed water in the boat-"

"Nope! That water's too disgusting... and before you say that water came from my own humble abode, I never even drank that water. Some of those bottles on the boat are probably years old!"

"Oh. Uh, there's water all around us?" DItzy gave out a reassuring smile.

"Ditzy do you know what sea water tastes like?"

"Not really. Should I try it?"

"OHHH HO HO ABSOLUTELY! I can't drink, because I'm allergic, but it's delicious! You do that and I'll go check if any of my inventions can help me with my water problem."

The Doctor stuffed his head into his bag rummaging through the few inventions and supplies he had placed in there. Ditzy stepped forward to the front of the boat staring intently at the wavering water. She cautiously leaned her head lower towards the water giving it a gentle sniff, then shortly backing away from it's stench.

Meanwhile the Doctor pondered potential solutions to his problems from the 4 inventions he was able to nab, before the house had blown to smithereens. Inside laid a wooden stick, with what looked like an opening on the bottom. Another was a silver cube, sturdy like a strong singer. Third was a weird looking combination of metal and cloth with the shape of a curved cylindrical pipe and finally... a camera. As the narrator I am just as confused as you are. A camera?

"Why did he never show me what this did?" The Doctor questioned to himself. See even he's confused. The Doctor's train of thought then turned to Ditzy wondering if she had drank any of the sea water.

"Nah, there's no way-"

COUGH HACK ACK

"Did you actually just drink sea water?!"

ACK HACK

"HOW MUCH DID YOU DRINK?!"

GASP

"Oh my Luna." The Doctor reached into his bag pulling out the curved cylindrical shaped invention and held it up to Ditzy.

"Here, sniff the majesty of this."

Ditzy took in a great sniff of the scent and within short moments her hacking and coughing ceased.

"Wow! I feel like I didn't just drink 5 intense gulps of sea water!"

"Yep, the cloth and metal infused invention here is also fused with a bit of magic. The magic is pretty old, as the unicorn who provided the magic died many years ago... but it still works! For some reason the cloth and metal help the magic to reach its full effects. Cool right?"

...

"Yeah I thought so. Anyway, it's called the Cylinceal."

"Can I keep it? Also, what do you're other inventions do? Also also, why does sea water taste so bad?"

The Doc became excited with the fact that the mare had shown interest in the inventions in his bag, so he kept going.

"I'm not answering any of those, but I will show you this!" He said slipping his hoof into the bag once more pulling out a small microchip.

"This here is Sharen."

"Who's Sharen?"

"Sharen was my faithful assistant back at my house. This is her microchip for her voice, memories, and personality. OOO! If you press the button here the microchip meows!"

The Doc pressed the button and out came one of the most adorable meows anyone would ever hear in their existence, that we unfortunately don't get to hear, because I'm the narrator and you're the reader. Ditzy and the Doc continued to marvel at the beautiful sound of a cute cat meowing in constant ostanato. Ostanato means repetition, by the way. It wasn't until the sound of something else barely touched the side of Ditzy's ears when they finally stopped.

"Hey, wait. Do you hear some sort of sound? Like something is running in circles?"

"That's my belly. WHERE DA FOOD AT?!"

Ditzy scanned around her surroundings looking every which way attempting to pin point the peculiarity of where this noise was coming from. Her eyes had caught onto something moving, something no one would ever want to encounter in the ocean. Something to the likes of death consuming your innocent clothes when they spin inside the washer machine. Those poor clothes... and soon they would be those clothes... you know what I mean. A whirlpool spun faster and closer towards their location in the sea.

Ditzy gave a gentle tap on the shoulder to the Doc, who was now eating a granola bar and a cheese block.

"Um, Doc?"

"You want some?"

Pop

...I'm not exactly sure how to make the sound of a boat stopping in water. I may have experience in beat boxing, but not sound design.

The boat came to a screeching halt, beginning to swirl into the great sucking force that was the whirlpool.

"Um, Doc?!"

"It seems we have encountered a whirlpool. Don't panic."

The boat rattled intensely making a rough bumping sound.

"I'M PANICKING!!!"

The Doc leaped into the contents of his bag spilling out the four inventions he had onto the boat. Quickly the two of them pondered how they would use these to escape their situation.

"What are these?! A stick, a camera, and a silver block?! Doc, what are we going to do?!"

"Don't worry, uh, surely one of these inventions can do something to help us... probably."

"One of these is a wooden stick! Shouldn't you know what these do?! You did invent them! Oh jeez. I never even made one real fr-"

The boat rocked again causing the boat to spin slowly as it got closer to the center of the swirling circle of death. The Doc speedily examined the contents of the wooden stick noticing one of the branches to be weirdly discolored to the rest of the stick and noticing what seemed to be a place for an opening on the bottom, he aimed the bottom of the stick towards the whirlpool and pulled the discolored branch like a lever. The bottom open letting out a speeding missile... made out of sprinkles and unfortunately it had no effect on the dangerous obstacle.

"Sprinkles?!" The Doc hollered.

"Oooo, sprinkles."

The Doc picked up the silver cube, while Ditzy tripped over him to reach the camera, hoping if the stick can shoot sprinkles that the camera could hold some sort of secret that could help them.

"Hey don't touch my camera!"

The Doc leaned over to DItzy grabbing hold onto the camera pulling with great force in order to steal away the invention. DItzy's grip was stronger than his strength, just how the swirling spot of doom spun the boat faster and faster leading them to their death.

"Let go! I wanna use the camera!"

"The camera isn't going to do anything! It's a CAMERA! It takes PICTURES!" At this moment clouds began to form above the two, as lighting began to strike around them accompanied by thunderous sounds.

"We don't know that!"

"Ditzy this isn't the time for this! Gimmie the camera! It's my invention, I get to play with it!"

"It's my turn!" Ditzy bellowed out with an expression similar to an upset kid drinking terrible apple juice.

"Well! Uh... NO!" The Doc retorted continuing to pull finally gaining enough hold of the camera to return it back to him, with help of the boat suddenly and forcefully tilting up on Ditzy's side of the boat, making her lose her balance. Rain poured cliche-ically down from the skies highlighting the intensity of Ditzy's anger, where her now seemingly fire red eyes locked with the Doc's.

"Wait, hold on I didn't mean it-"

Ditzy wacked the Doc straight in the noggin pushing him off the boat and into the scary and dangerous washing machine in the ocean. Luckily he was able to swim, but still struggled under the oceans unforgiving currents.

"hElP!" He screamed trying not to let too much water enter his lungs.

Ditzy now even more panicked and snapped out of her anger desperately attempted to think of a solution, but the cold hard rain and chaos of the event left her thoughtless. She nabbed the camera, twisting it round and round, but couldn't find anyway to activate the device.

Surely she couldn't just grab onto the Doc's hoof and pull him out or she would be sucked in too. The boat spun even faster now making Ditzy dizzier and dizzier, as food flung outward from the boat. Quickly she hugged on tightly to the Doctor's inventions, so they would not fly away. A branch from the sprinkle shooting stick poked her in the eye and she had found part of her solution. She flew fast to where the Doctor found himself at, reaching out to her hoof with the wooden stick mere moments from his demise.

She pulled and pulled to slow their decent into the monstrous waters. Lighting struck, motivating another booming sound of thunder to linger, infusing Ditzy with a scare, which then motivated her slippery hoofs from the rain to accidentally let go of the stick.

...

Let me try something. I have another idea.

The rain strangely ceased in that moment and the dark clouds cleared.

I think that works. There we go, that's a little more unique. There are a lot of stories that use rain to create more tense situations in water. Ditzy paid no attention to the stopping of the rain staring in despair watching as he got closer to the center of the swirling water.

This despair turned into confusion, when she started to wonder why the whirlpool had taken so long to pull them as close to the center of it as they were. "Aren't whirlpools a lot faster?" Ditzy thought to herself.

...?

Well heck man, I don't know.

She flew over the center of the swirling beast, looking straight down finding what looked to be like a huge pipe sucking in water creating the whirlpool.

Ditzy had a idea. A crazy idea, but a potentially brilliant one. The Doc, while struggling had her eyes on the mare seeing her go through her thought process. His expression laid in disappointment realizing he was about to die. Then his expression change to a garbled mess of surprise when he saw Ditzy dive directly at him at blazing speeds.

"wAiT!"

It was too late. Both of them became submerged in the water, being snatched up by the suck-age of the pipe. Both became unconscious as they traveled inside to a place no pony from Equestria had ever seen before.

...Oh, I must've accidentally hit the start narration button. I was getting a drink and putting a burrito in my microwave oven. Hm. Slurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp

Ah, there we go.

The Doctor awoke to the sound of soothing melodies playing in his ears. Once awoken he twisted his head every which way surveying his surroundings. He picked himself up from the sandy ground, still not noticing the music that played in his ears. It had looked like he washed up onto a beach, with beach towels, umbrellas, and a broken banana boat.

As for the environment, thick palm trees and bamboo were laid across the land.

"GREAT NUTTERS!" The Doctor hollered having his eyes finally laid on the destruction of the prized banana boat. He raced towards his baby. "MY BABY!" He hollered again.

The inventions, such as the stick, camera, silver block, and Sharen's microchip still seemed intact, as they sat near the destroyed boat, but the cylinceal was nowhere to be found. He was grateful for the inventions that survived the trip through the pipe, but still mourned the death of the banana boat. He curled up laying his face on the side of it, beginning to let soft sobs leave his eyes.

"Hi Doc!"

"WACHAW!" The Doctor screamed in the process of smacking Ditzy straight across the face, still not noticing the blatantly obvious music playing in his ears.

"Ow... what was that for?"

"Well you scared me- actually ESPERA!"

"What?"

"YOU ALMOST CAUSED ME TO DROWN TO DEATH! I could've died! All because of a simple camera too."

"Well, it wasn't like you were helping the situation!"

"Still, you smacked me out of the boat and quite literally pushed me into the center of the whirlpool in a LITERAL DIVEBOMB, after you gave up trying to save me! I never even wanted you here in the first place!"

"Well- What happened is that I saw there was this giant pipe in the ocean causing the whirlpool and surely pipes go places, so I decided to push both of us in. There was an absolute guarantee we would've ended up somewhere."

"Well yeah, I would've ended up somewhere... DEAD!"

"But you're alive..."

"How do you know?! This could be heaven! ETERNAL HEARD! HEY! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!"

"I don't think they hear you Doc."

"Hold on. I think I hear something else. Hm. I'm hearing soothing music."

Ditzy stopped for a second to perk up her ears, now hearing the really really extremely obvious music playing in both of their ears.

"Can you hear that too?" The Doc asked.

"Yeah... I kinda like it." Ditzy said giving out a warm smile.

Ditzy's head started to bop in time with the tranquil music. It appeared that the island itself was giving out the tunes the mare liked so much. Her head bopping eventually lead her to locking her eyes at the ocean and locating the massive pipe that had led them here. She went towards it to investigate.

"Hey! Where are you going?!" The Doctor exclaimed.

Ditzy flew away to where the pipe was located, her eyes pointed directly down, examining its features. The pipe was a noticeable blue, which was surprising considering how blue the ocean was. The pipe was also rusted giving evidence on the age of it. Other than its size and the fact that its opening was now closed, no other features stood out. Dizty, then attempted to go further out from the shore and past the location of the pipe. To her surprise she physically couldn't go past it, like there was some sort of forcefield preventing her from progressing further. She shrugged it off and returned back to the shore.

"You know I wasn't done talking."

"I found the big pipe again."

"Oh really?! I would like to see proof of that!"

"I could take a picture."

"NEVER!"

Mere moments later the Doc was hovering over his camera in a very protective and motherly position.

"You know what! I'm going to go storm off in a random direction, because I might be slightly angry with you!" Ditzy shouted.

"OH HO HO! You better! I'll take my thing and go!" The Doc seized the camera in his hoofs and began to waltz away from Ditzy into a different random direction, which happened to be further from the beach and closer to a seemingly infinite forest, ranting to himself all the way there.

"Honestly I can't believe her! First she comes onto my banana boat... well mostly mine, after I told her several times I'm leaving Ponyville alone, then steers the boat while I'm sleeping into the middle of South Luna Ocean! AND on top of that while I'm drowning decides to do a FULL DIVE BOMB straight for my water filled face! AND AND she could've broken my camera! Now that's the biggest offense of them all. I wonder what it does. I don't think I ever tested it."

"I'm sure it's as unique as the other inventions in my possession. Maybe once I get out of here and possibly visit another town I can use this camera to take a picture of their astonished faces when I create a properly functioning invention. Shame no one ever saw these inventions for what they were meant to be. Or what they mean to me."

A crinkly sound shot through the Doc's ears, replacing the non-ending music that sounded like the store Sears. One here, one there, and one next to the shiny microwave oven that- oh. That beep means my Burrito's done and I began to shed a tear... of happiness.

Fear was the name of the game. Mmph A slithery noise ruffling in the bushes of potential horror. Whatever this was, was not a tame creature, but crunch an unspeakable bother moving forward onto its prey. COUGH

Oh god! cough cough That burrito went down the wrong pipe! Cut to commercial, cut to commercial!

Ditzy took another look at the undeniably huge blue pipe that sat in the water. There was just something off about it...

"I don't know why, but I feel like there's nothing wrong with this pipe. Now how am I going to examine this thing underwaterrrrrrrrr..."

She thought about it and-

"Oh! I got it!"

She left the scene only to return soon with 15 bamboo sticks stuck together.

Meanwhile back at the Doc's Office- dilemma.

"Who's there! I have a camera and ohhh you know how potentially blinding these things can be! Prepare yourself!"

Shuffles in the bushes soon replaced by hisses in a crisis. Louder the noises persisted. Bigger and nastier and feistier like lice in your hair. Then POP! A nice cute little bunny jumps into the Doc's hooves.

"Awww, it's a funny bunny! I shall name you Steven! Steven. I understand you were probably the one who was making those off putting noises in the forest, however there was also quite a bit of hissing that sounded rather peculiar. I know you couldn't have made those sounds, so perhaps you could tell me what was?"

Steven jumped out of his hooves leaving with his own fuzz.

"Of course."

Suddenly a large snake chased the funny bunny pushing forward with maximum force.

"STEVEN!"

The Doc knew if he did not come in to save Steven, he would be eaten up like... My burrito.

Ditzy swam under the water, having the bamboo sticks placed in her mouth reaching all the way to the surface, allowing her to breathe. Closer she swam to the giant blue pipe sitting in the water she began to examine it closer even if the water did make her vision blurry.

She searched up above, to the sides and down below the pipe and did not find a single button, lever, or anything that may suggest forcing the pipe to do something. Ditzy, however did uncover something peculiar that was carved into the bottom of the metal pipe that read, "^3-5, 2-9, 1-7, 1-3, 1-6,, 1-2, 2-1, 2-2,, 2-6, 1-3, 1-4, 1-3."

Ditzy swam back up to the surface and onto the shore, thinking to herself for a second as to what that strange looking code was. She breathed in and said, "That was fun!"

Zooming and moving the Doc hurried with great intent to stop the snake and take back his new friend. He picked up a rock, so he could throw it at the right angle and mock the snake that had the shape of a sock. He hopped over the logs in his path, skipping around and calculating math, to get the jump on the snake and unleash his wrath.

Coming to a skidding halt however he was meant by a unforeseen scene. The funny bunny had run straight into a deep pond, where the snake could not reach him. The snake left like a well programmed sim. "Wow. That was a good move Steven."

The Doc began to approach Steven, only making him reach deeper into the depths of the pond. The Doc thought to perhaps leave him, only to realize that he wanted to make a bond. With the bunny.

"Hey, come here Steven. You remember me, right? I found you like two minutes ago... It's your good old uncle The Doctor." Steven leaped out from the water below and back into the hooves of his non foe.

"You know, you could've drowned if you went even two more feet farther into that pond. You're pretty brave for a bunny that has... huh. Weird eyes. You got eyes just like that mare. I wonder if you can do a flip. Steven. Do a flip."

Steven did a flip.

"Now that is impressive. Hm, you must be thirsty. Now Steven, I'm going to place you down and get you some water from the pond and I want you to take a sip."

...

Steven took a sip.

"Steven, at this point since you did not run away I can only assume you think I'm very attractive and I would agree. Here, I'll throw a rock over innnnn... that direction and I want to see if you will bring it back to me. Andddddd... go!"

...

Steven might have tripped.

"Ok, so you seem to have tripped over a rock that I did not throw, fall onto your face, and bring me back a flower. You are quite the unique one aren't you. Don't worry about that. Everyone messes up, including me. I mess up all the time. Most of which happens when I'm creating my very own inventions, but no matter! Well it does matter, if you messed up in a way that caused you and some guy you don't know to be stranded on an island, even if you were only trying to help. At least when I try to help, I may usually cause destruction, but the stuff I can create has use. I'm doing Equestria justice with these things!"

Steven literally just did nothing.

"I mess up a lot, but I got the right intentions. Besides who can deny a bit of flair and spice with the things I can create! They're extremely special! What I bring is different."

The Doc took a pause.

"Why can't they see that?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Steven. You probably don't want to hear this. I can tell you about my lovely assistant. Her name is Sharen and used to live in my humble little house. She now resides in the Banana Boat where she's safe. Her microchip even makes cute cat noises! Hey. What are you doing?"

Steven stared directly into his eyes with his own delicate, weird, and directionally shifted eyes.

"Ok, now you're really starting to act and be like Ditzy. Sigh Maybe I should just go ahead and talk to her, clear this whole mess up. Yeah. Let's go ahead and do that Steven."

Steven blinked. And that sounds like the end of this section. Finally I can stop narrating in rhymes, until I feel like doing it again.

"Oh my Luna! A code... that's kind of exciting actually! Now what could that code mean. Think Ditzy! Maybe the code could get me and the Doc out of here. Although he's mad at me and I'm mad at him. I'm sure we can both make it out of here. Even if I am mad at him. I think. He did throw my muffin into the ocean, which was super uncalled for!"

"Muffins are great, why would you ever want to throw one into the ocean! Especially my muffin... what was wrong with it? There was nothing wrong with it! Friends just don't know how to treat each other sometimes. I did so much and all I got was horrible treatment! What's wrong with the muffin? There was absolutely nothing wrong with it! What's wrong with me?!"

"DITZY!" The Doctor called out.

"EE!"

"Oh there you are Ditzy! I've been meaning to talk to you."

"Don't scare me like that- oh my Luna is that a BUNNY?!"

"Why yes it is. His name is Steven-"

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AHHHHHHH! GIVE HIM TO ME RIGHT NOW HE'S SO ADORABLE!"

The Doctor handed Steven over to Ditzy, allowing her to observe everything about the bunny.

"He must be so young. Look at his nails, teeth, coat, and feet. Oh! He's a she. And she's extremely healthy."

"How do you know that?"

"Common sense Doc, duh!"

"I would say that's a pretty smart observation."

"Smart?! Oh no no no! You- you must be wrong! I'm not that smart- Oops!"

Ditzy accidentally dropped Steven onto the ground. Thankfully she got up and ran away.

"Could've fooled me Ditzy Derp."

"Did Steven just run away?"

"She'll probably be back sometime if I know bunnies on deserted islands."

"Weren't you meaning to talk to me? Aren't you still mad at me? Am I still mad at you?"

"Um, yes. I am still somewhat mad at you for ALMOST KILLING ME AND STRANDING ME ON A ISLAND! But everyone makes mistakes, blah, blah, blah. It's not like you were trying to kill me, blah, blah, blah. And you at least tried to save me from that whirlpool, blah, blah, BLAH! Plus, I think it would be best if you could work not with me, but also not against me. Like you find food and share it with me and I do the same. It'll increase survival chances."

"Okey! Oh by the way, I went to go investigate the pipe some more and I found pretty much nothing!"

"Ah yes... the aforementioned pipe."

"It did have some sort of weird code on it. It went something like ^2-4, ^1-7, ^3-3, ^2-8 or FNoi or something like that. I don't really remember!"(edited)

"Well that's just brilliant Ditzy."

"No it's not!"

"I know. Whatever you say I'm not going to believe this whole pipe theory of yours. Listen, I'm going to go make a fire. You just go ahead and do your own thing. There's most likely some wood that was used to create the banana boat. I can use that."

"Okey! I already made a fire."

"That's- WHAT?!"

The Doc directed his eyes right behind the mare and sure enough not too far away was what looked to be a fire.

"Why Ditzy, great job!"

"Oh, I'm sure you could've made that yourself. I found out that the stick invention you made can also make fire. Wait... aren't I still mad at you? And heyyy stop calling me smart. Hmph."

She tossed the stick to the Doc.

"I didn't call you smart? You know Ditzy, there's nothing wrong with being smart."

"There isn't?"

"Absolutely not! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to the broken down wreckage of my Banana Boat. Instead of wood, I'll just go see how my inventions are doing. My babies needs me."

The Doc stepped away from the mare, who looked to be deep in thought. Step by step he made his way back to where the banana boat laid and when he arrived he noticed something different about the scene. The amount of wreckage that was on the land had lessened from when they had first arrived on the island. The amount of wreckage in the water seemed to have also doubled. Not to mention the main part of the boat that was still intact was now floating in the water near the shore.

Weirded out and beginning to jump into his own thoughts he quickly the Doc gathered all the remaining materials from the boat and placed it in the bag that thankfully did not stray to far from the boat. He then came to a conclusion, but his thinking carried him farther.

"The water level is rising. Interesting."

And farther.

"The water raised pretty high in such a short amount of time..."

And farther.

"Ohhhhhhhh. Oh no."

It led him to a theory that wasn't perhaps the most ideal, like a bad current rap band.

But more ideal is the fact that I know where the end narration button is this time. Ha!

Doctor Whooves and The Climatic Finale

Here we have the majestic and grey-colored pony Ditzy Derp, making her rounds on the island, gathering all the juicy potatoes should could find. Soon, the predator Doctor Whooves makes his way over to his prey, who had just found what she was looking for. A grand, mouth watering, potato. The Doctor runs up shouting his evil predator chant.

"DITZYYYYYYYYYYYY! I HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL yOu!"

His prey now understand the delicate issue at hoof and begins to sprint away. Actually never mind scratch that, she sprints towards the ferocious beast still chanting its evil war cry.

"DITZYYYYYY! IT'S VERY IMPORTANT! OH, CHRONIC SLEEP AND A HALF! IT'S LIFE OR DEATH!"

Ditzy, still hearing the terrifying noises, decides to ignore the fear and danger and still approach him anyway. Both slow down coming to a screeching halt and face each other staring directly into one another's eyeballs. This has been your lovely nature and earth documentary loving narrator and I bid you, adieu.

Alright, thanks John.

No problemo Micheal.

Did you guys enjoy that? That last part right there was narrated by my friend, who has the job of narrating over nature documentaries. Oh right, the actual story. My bad.

Both the Doc and Ditzy stood still in the open land of the shore, waiting for either one of them to talk.

"Uh, Doc? Were you going to say something? You said this was life or death. Your voice even cracked when you said 'you' that first time. So silly."

"I'm- vicious cough just- vicious cough catching my breath. vicious cough WOOOOOOOOOOOO! That was a long sprint! Alright let's get down to business! I was walking over to my banana boat, like I said I was going to and when I arrived I noticed something quite peculiar. The water level had risen from when I was last there. Sure, water levels do understandably do that, but surely there's no way on Luna's great Equestria that it would be rising this fast! I think it may have risen nearly 5 feet!"

"That's a lot right?"

"Why yes. Yes it is. My running theory is that the island is sinking."

"Sinking?!"

"Yes, sinking."

"SINKING?!"

"Sink-ling?"

"Yeah, sinking."

"SINK-LING?!"

"NO, SINKING!"

"OH LUNA, DON'T LET THE SINK-LING TAKE ME!"

"I SAID SINKING!"

"Ohhhh sinking. Yeah, that's right the island could be sinking."

"HOW ARE YOU SO CALM?!"

"Well you see, we just simply need to build a boat and sail away from this mysterious island. However there is just one problem. We need food to carry us through however long, we'll be on the sea away from the island."

"What about water?"

"Well there's plenty of water in the sea."

"NO! I DON'T WANNA DRINK THE SEA WATER!"

"I'm kidding! I say we search this place for some of those juicy potatoes you keep finding. We'll figure out the water problem later."

Ditzy took a bite out of a potato.

"How do you know the island is truly sinking?"

"SINK-LING?!"

Ditzy stuffed her potato straight into the Doc's mouth, leading to a muffled noise like a trumpet filled with spit coming from the Doc's pie hole. The Doc took a bite into the potato and pulled it out.

"Well, I don't know for sure, but 5 feet is not normal. Besides food is an absolute must at the moment, as there is no source of food around, plus it never hurts to be safe. Once we search the island a bit and come back to the shore, I can plan accordingly to the water level."

"Where should we start?"

"As good as any place. I'm taking a hop, skip, and a jump all the way over into the dense trees of this island. Where I found Steven! It might be dangerous however, so I'm also taking the sprinkle stick as well as the silver block cube, which I haven't used once yet."

"And I'll join you!"

"...Yes."

And so, the two brave adventures traveled inside the heavily dense forestry area accompanied by their wits, a stick/block, and a camera Ditzy decided to take with them without the Doc's knowledge. She kept it secretly tucked within her wing. Who knows what lies beyond the trees or the solution to this mystery? Well I do. Hi, I'm the narrator, of course I know what lies beyond.

About 1 hour had passed since they had ventured into the forest. They had encountered spider webs, numerous creatures, sticks, and branches galore, but no glistening potatoes or even a running Steven. Still the music provided by the island persisted just as they did. Bored from the lack of conversation Ditzy gazed around her stale surroundings finding nothing, but what you'd expect to find. She did come across a pile of sticks laid upon the ground that almost formed together to create letters. It reminded her of a question she still had lingering in her mind.

"Say, Doc! What's you're real name?"

"Didn't you already ask this before? And didn't I say the first time that it was the Doctor?"

"You did! I'm glad you remembered."

"Yes, of course."

A few more moments of silence passed.

"You know, you're the one who's always asking the questions. Why aren't I ever asking you questions?"

"But you do ask me questions."

"Well yes, that is true. Though, you ask me A LOT more than I do and my questions are so boring. Alright that's it. I'm going to ask a question."

"Hit me with your best one!"

"...You can't hit me with 'hit me with your best one' like that! I'm getting pressure-ish."

"What's pressure-ish?"

"SEE! That's a brilliant question to ask! I got to follow up with an equally monumental one."

"Okey!"

And a few more moments of silence passed.

"Alright, here we go! ...nah."

"Doc. You are filling me with deadly muffins, just ask me."

"Ok. Alright. I'm going to do it. Why did you get so angry at me, when I threw your cupcake into the ocean? I mean it was just a cupcake."

"It was a muffin."

"Ah yes, great response."

"I'd rather not answer."

"You'd rather not answer?"

"Yes."

"Hm. Alright then."

"Can I ask you another question?" She questioned aloud.

"Sure, at this point we're just playing questionnaire."

"I want the total truth, Doc."

"I swear on behalf of the potatoes."

"Are you really angry with me?"

"Well not at this particular moment. I said this before I'm still kinda ticked on the 1843 Olympic dive you did."

"I messed up big time, didn't I?"

Ditzy let out a little sniffle, a sign some one would cry, but she would not. Even over the sustaining tune drifting around the island the Doc was able to pick up on the soft sound she allowed to escape. He didn't really understand the situation at hand and as he turned his head towards the mare he could see a different type of expression Ditzy hadn't displayed before. He knew he had to at least say something insightful.

"Well, um no. Uhhhh. You messed up, big deal?"

"So I did mess up?"

"...I- well- listen. Everybody messes up and all that, I'm sure you've heard this before. Everyone makes mistakes, including I. You would not believe how many times I messed up in some weird form or fashion."

"No! It doesn't matter if everyone makes mistakes, they're still incredibly damaging!"

"Yes... yes they are."

"I don't want to lose you as a friend if I make some sort of big mistake, like I did with the whirlpool!"

"...Yes- no- I-"

"I've made so many mistakes..."

The Doc had no idea what to think of this. The mare had proven herself to be random and weird at times, but this felt off. He could however relate.

"I think... I think this. Mistakes like these are tricky. Sometimes you have one pony who is clearly in the wrong, while other times there is a grey area. Those times it comes down to public opinion or for the two ponies caught in the mistake to make a compromise. I think I am in the right. You believe you are in the right. Maybe I was a bit too harsh on you, but uh... you know what. I'm just going to forget the whole whirlpool thing."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Between the two of us, I don't think a conclusion is going to appear over which one is right. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you're wrong, or maybe we're both wrong or right. I'm not going to care anymore and now that I think about it, it's not like you had much choice, right?"

"Right!"

"Technically if I died you would've died to. Technically sacrificing yourself."

"Yeah! Death!"

"I'm still not excusing you though for trying to take my camera and decking me in the head, causing me to fly off the boat."

"Fair enough!"

Both laugh cheerfully giving the slow and soothful tune played by the island a new quiet two part harmony.

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I've thought of something. There's such thing as writer's block, but what about narration block? That can happen right? Between the last scene and the start of this new scene I had to take a 12 hour break, just to think of some way to narrate this part and still I'm not sure about it. Oh, well.

Another couple hours had passed and still no sign of potatoes. They did find rocks and boulders, which do vaguely have the shape of a potato, so there's that. The sun was getting ever so close to being unseen into the shifting waters down below. Walking became treacherous in the forest once the obstacles ahead occurred more abundantly.

One such obstacle being a unfortunately placed tree root catching onto the Doc's hoof, making him tumble all the way down one tall hill to the bottom of... the hill. Ditzy rushed over sticking her head over the hill to see the Doc all the way at the... piedmont.

"Are you okey Doc?" She hollered.

"Holy JUMPERZ FUN ZONE that hurt!"

The Doc lazily stretched himself upward wincing and grimacing anytime he felt a twinge of pain. It wasn't long before his pain ceased, due to the lack of attention he gave to it. His attention was instead diverted elsewhere causing his pupils to widen. The overdose of shock factor was enough to... shock him. Wow, I shocked myself from how bad that was.

"Ditzy! You might want to get down here!"

Ditzy rolled herself down the hill. Literally and joined the Doc at the bottom.

"Rolling is fun, don't you think Doc?"

"Ditzy... look in front of you."

She looked in front of her- ok no. This part needs good narration. I gotta figure something out here.

...Mandatory break.

Ok, here we go. I really hope I'm not ruining the flow right now.

High above the minuscule main characters the roofs of the trees flourished guarding the setting sunlight slowly trickling through the dense and breathing greenery. Barely you could witness the curious site of what sat below, being illuminated by glimmering light beams.

Ahead the vines and overgrown flora consumed the objects left in time, leaving them almost indistinguishable. These objects were homes, structures, rivers, and more, all here in the middle of a forest, in the middle of an island, in the middle of an Ocean. Everything was damaged, run down, dirty, in unacceptable condition bearing several pieces of rubble, metal, wood, and other materials.

Right here was a town. A completely abandoned one.

"Oh my Luna..."

Nailed it.

"I know right, Ditzy! This is amazing! An entire civilization was here, living off the land in this place I'm sure not even the two sisters know about!"

"STEVEN!"

"Steven?"

Steven saw the two gawking at him with two very different expressions. He took this as a threat and started bolting in a random direction.

"Aw, Doc! He picked a random direction and go-ed! I'm so proud of her!"

"Steven! I gotta go after her!"

Soon enough the Doc left Ditzy in a pile of smoke chasing the Bunny through a plethora of more obstacles in the town. And also soon enough, Ditzy just left the air in a pile of smoke as she chased the Doc.

A sharp left cutting the corner of half of a home he managed, picking up his speed in the process. His eyes did not let go of Steven. Steven hopped over a branch on the ground, while the Doc skipped over a pile of leaves on the ground, and following close behind was Ditzy, who jumped up and around anything she thought fun to jump over.

Throughout the chase they passed many locals from a library, a cafe that sold bread, and a multitude of small streams of water. Eventually the bunny led them north in a straight path having no road blocks in the way. It was complete flat ground. It allowed the Doc to gain confidence and go full speed. The bunny came to a screeching stop and turned left at a 90 degree angle. The Doc who still had his eyes locked on the bunny tried to slow down and turn, but instead hit his noggin on the pile of rocks that he did not in fact lay eyes upon. Apparently neither did Ditzy, because she also rammed herself right into the stacked pile of rocks.

"Ugh... did I just get hit by a microwave?"

"I think we just got hit by some rocks, Doc."

"Did you also slam your face into them? Wow, that's two for two, good job rocks."

Ditzy began to regain her composure and landed her eyes onto the stacked pile of rocks.

"Those are some pretty rocks."

The rocks were completely normal ones.

"I'm going to take a picture of it."

"A picture? With what? A camera? You don't-"

Ditzy pulled out the camera she had stored into her wing hours ago.

"Hey, now wait a second! That's mine!"

"I know! Now where's the take picture button..."

The Doc tackled Ditzy attempting to snatch the camera away from her, eventually leading into a tumble between the two. The Doc was trying his hardest to get the camera back into his hooves, while Ditzy was not paying too much attention to the Doc trying her hardest to figure out where the take picture button was. Thankfully for her after much effort she found it and pressed it. The Doc saw this and immediately took action.

"EEYAH!" The Doc screamed pushing Ditzy with a mighty force, allowing for the camera to slip out of her hooves and onto the ground where it conveniently shot a missile straight into the rocks, effectively blowing them up. The Doc got up and swooped back his camera.

"Oooooo. I love explodey things, I didn't know it exploded things!" Ditzy exclaimed in excitement.

"I didn't either. Huh."

The smoke cleared from the explosion and in place of the rocks now stood an entrance of some kind. An entrance to what seemed to be a dark and mysterious cave.

"Doc! It's a cave! I love caves!"

"You love everything don't cha?"

"We have to explore this cave."

"For once, I agree with you Ditzy. There absolutely has to be some sort of interesting thing hidden in this cave. Time is limited, however. It's getting close to dark. Ehhhh, though I do have my trusty flame stick. I can use it like a torch, so I think it'll be fine."

Both step forward, where vision is nowhere to be found and darkness is the most prominent sound.

Inside the cave was a number of twists in turns, leading to more and more rooms the further they went. Pretty soon, however they discovered this cave was actually an abandoned mine filled to the brim with torches, mine carts, rails, pickaxes, crystals, and all sorts of things. Even water. They also found a map, but whoever drew this map obviously didn't understand you're not supposed to make them in a pixelated art style.

With each area they enter, the more things they discover. All from just following the torches placed in the mines. Some areas were made from stones shaped like bricks, accompanying boxes and barrels, while some areas had storage for supplies ponies would use for their cave diving missions. Along the path hidden amongst the other same feeling spaces came a change in scenery.

Small bodies of water, blending in beautifully with the light grey and black tinted grounds and walls, further illuminated with the abundance of crystals lighting the way. Purple mushrooms and stalagmites complimenting this unique feeling of wonder associated with the space. There were no torches on this side of the mines.

Stalagmites are the ones that are on the ground and point upward. Don't worry I had to search it up as well.

"Woahhhhhhhhh. Ditzy you gotta check this out!"

Ditzy made her way to where the Doc stood, now being introduced to the wonders of the space.

"That's it, I'm taking a dip in the water. It's been ages since I've been to any swimming pool. You should join in, Ditzy."

The Doc took a huge leap in the small body of water shouting cannonball right before he breached the surface. Ditzy hesitated a bit, but still she dive bombed into the water joining the Doc with a silly smile. Splish Splash they went, the Doc sending massive waves Ditzy's way and her retaliating with a upwards splosh created with her face. They competed with each other in a couple other water games, having the Doc win some and Ditzy win some, in surprisingly smart ways.

"I bet I can hold my breath underwater for a longer period of time. After all, I invented underwater breathing."

"That's not possible! You can't invent that!"

"Then why am I about to beat you!"

The Doc face planted himself inward colliding with the water and continuing to dive underneath. Ditzy with a surprised expression rushed to do the same somehow flipping herself underwater. Both stared at each other intensely seeing who would be the first to cave in and float above the water. The winner this time was the Doc.

"No fair! Go again!"

And so they did. This time went a little different, however. Directly at the bottom of this natural swimming pool was what looked like numbers, dashes, and commas carved into the cave floor. The Doc noticed this, seeing some sort of code that read "^3-5, 2-9, 1-7, 1-3,, 1-2, 2-1, 2-2,, 2-6, 1-3, 1-4, 1-3." Upon finding this the Doc zoomed up, reaching the surface, followed by Ditzy shortly after.

"I WIN! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Ditzy, what do you know about codes?"

"Well, I saw one on the blue pipe earlier on in our adventure. That's also where the weird forcefield is. You can't go past where the blue pipe is."

"Ignoring the forcefield theory. A code? On the blue pipe? Are you sure?"

"Yep!"

This confuzzled the Doc, just a bit considering he still didn't believe in the blue pipe's existence. The fact that she had supposedly seen a code was strange to him.

"Hm. Very fascinating. From what it looks like, I don't think this code is like any other type of code I've seen. It's unique, that's for sure. Maybe it's another language?"

"Wait, you found a code? That's so exciting! I remember the one I found that went something like... ^2-2, ^2-6, ^1-8, ^1-5."

"Ditzy. I am dropping everything we are doing right now, to look for clues for this code."

"But what about our fun times?"

"They were fun times, weren't they? Doesn't matter. This code could be extremely important and might lead to something meaty. Like potatoes or treasure."

"Ok, fine."

Ditzy pulled herself out of the water waving goodbye to it, as she walked close behind the Doc. Further through the mines they went and this time the scenery did not change. The mines still looked identical to where they swam in that body of water. The crystals shedding the much needed light commenced to cease the deeper they went. Pitch black was the only sort of light left, until the Doc pulled out the stick from his bag.

"Say Ditzy? How did you get the stick to create fire?"

"Oh, there's a button right there."

He pressed the button and allowed for fire to take hold and spread light.

Not wanting to fall into any of the water both of them stuck to the illuminated walls. The Doc became interested in the rocky sides of the mines wondering if perhaps there would be anything written or drawn onto them. Each step of the way he gazed upon them, until he was proven right. He came to a dead halt locking sight with a drawing of the moon on the walls. A moon that was colored a deep red.

"Do you see that Ditzy? Looks like a blood moon."

"I don't like blood."

The Doc inspected it closer, but nothing new popped out to him. It was just a fake blood moon. Then he walked forward finding another drawn blood moon, same as the first. Then another one and another one and another one. No matter where he stood the walls were fully covered in these identical drawings of the blood moon.

"Oh my Luna... who did this?"

The drawings came to a stop, just as the pathway deeper into the cave came to. On that final wall preventing them from going any further was a message surrounded by the sea of blood moons. Words written in plain pony language. The Doc read it out loud.

"Hi. As depressing as it is, no one will find this message. I have lots of optimism and I love it, but this is different. By the off chance someone is reading this message, just know that this is my only way of warning ponies of what is to come. Warn the most powerful equines you have in Equestria if you have to. These blood moons on the walls were made by a horrible creature. He's done things... horrific things... I'm going to follow him into the land of Equestria and find a way to put an end to him. I hope to see you in the fight."

The Doc took in a breath.

"It's signed by a pony named Aqua."

"Do you think that creature is what caused this town to be abandoned?"

"...As horrifying as that message sounds... I say forget it and move on. Probably just a prank back in the past right? A tall tale?"

"I sure hope so..."

"Your reassuring I sure hope so, is very reassuring. I think... I would like to get out of these mines now."

And so they make their way back to where they came with the new found knowledge placed in their minds and hearts. Very strange it is. Still. A cave holding a messed up message and messed up drawings purposefully being vague, for the sake of interest? Don't get me wrong, I'm interested, but seems kinda cheap doesn't it? Here, let's spice things up a little.

The flaming stick the Doc had been holding to light the path burnt out and would not light again. Unfortunate for the two of them he dropped the stick into one of the bodies of water and could not be found again. Both of them stood still in the pitch black with no crystals close to where they are. And worse yet, somehow, by some chance, the water in the area began to rise.

"Doc? Why are my hooves wet?"

"...Ditzy that's disgusting. Although mine are wet as well... it's incredibly dark with no way to see... hm. Alright if we take this slow, we could just eventually make it to where the crystals are. No harm done."

Sluggishly they both attempted to find each other in the dark and when they did they put one hoof on each of their backs, hoping in doing so, they would not lose each other. Surely they would get lost if they were just to wander around.

"Should we pick a random direction and go?"

"No, give me a second... I'm going to hug the wall. As long as I hug the wall, it should be fine."

Step by step they took, being careful not to trip or bump into anything that might hinder their journey. Thankfully the end was in sight. The gracious relief of the shining crystals. This was but a mere checkpoint, because past this point was the ginormous maze of a cave still sitting strong in the complete darkness. All the torches they followed up to this point were out.

And better yet, the water had risen higher.

"The torches are out... Now what do we do Doc?"

"Uh..."

He took a glance around the scene, then scooped up one of the crystals.

"Use this as light."

"What about directions?"

"The um... torches. I followed them, while you followed me, so I'll just follow them out."

At this point the risen water was impossible not to notice reaching the ground level of the entire mines. They ignored it, as they started to quicken their pace following the torches. There was no way to know how many torches laid still in the mines. One could lead to another path, then another, and then another. They went this way, then that way, seeing unfamiliar landmarks, letting panic start to settle in.

"Uh, Doc... I don't remember seeing that when we came in..."

"Me- me neither," He stated having nerves creep into his tone of speech.

More and more the water rose, now instead of slightly above ground level to touching the mid part of their legs. Try as they might running was now reduced to a slosh filled walk. They picked up the pace even more.

"Is there a way we can move faster?"

"I don't know Ditzy. Just keep moving."

One turn there- nope. A left? A right? Neither were correct. More than a few significant minutes had passed. It had at least been 30 minutes. Now they were swimming through what smelt like the sea. Swimming with desperation, diving down every so often in hope of finding something they need.

"What do we do now?! We can't find the exit!"

"I don't know Ditzy!"

"Maybe I can use the camera?"

"You'll blow us up!"

"The cube?"

The Doc pulled out the silver cube, then threw it up into the air. It came back down in the shape of a metal sword and shield.

"I don't believe this is going to help us!"

The water had nearly reached the top of the mines.

"Surely there has to be something we can do with the sword and shield?"

The Doc took one last look at the sword and shield and like all the inventions he owns, on them was a secret ability that made no sense for the product at hand. It could grow and shrink to whatever size you'd like and turn back into a cube.

"It can grow and shrink. Nothing of use."

"Well, what can we do know?"

"I don't know."

"We're running out of space there has to be something! Can't you invent something right now?"

"I don't know."

"Your camera has some sort of second feature?"

"It'll blow us up if you use it! If we don't blow up the whole cave will collapse and kill us afterwards!"

"You've invented so many things! You have a solution, right?"

"I don't know!"

"Doc, you have to know! You're the one who's built all these machines! You have to know!"

"I DON'T KNOW!"

"But..."

"I don't know... I don't know, alright? I don't think I ever knew. It's over."

"Your inventions..."

"My inventions... here's the thing about my inventions. They're not even mine!"

"What?"

"Every single one of my so-called inventions aren't even mine! I've only created one in my entire life! I can't invent things, just like the ponies in Ponyville say... someone should at least know that, before I die."

"You want to prove to yourself that you're more than what ponies see..."

"..."

Neither elaborated nor spoke a single word. The Doc had accepted his death, awaiting a reunion. Ditzy swam in the freezing dark waters deep in her mind. The water was unrelenting, still rising ready to take the lives of the two ponies.

She held on tightly to the Doc, then backed away now holding on to the two inventions left in their possession. She had an idea. A smart one, a brilliant one, an intelligent one. The smartest idea only one could come up with. Promptly she grew the size of the sword and shield.

"What are you doing?"

She pushed the sword over to the Doc, instructing him to hold it upward in front of his body. Ditzy did the same with the shield in her hoof. She told the Doc on the count of two, to make the sword and shield turn back into its cube form. She took the camera, picked a random direction to shoot the missile, and went for it.

"TWO!"

Upon the sword and shield reversing back into its cube state it enclosed Ditzy and the Doc inside of it, due to the now growth in size. The cube was filled to the brim with water as it floating calmly in the mines. The missile traveled far and touched one of the walls a fair distance away from them, effectively puncturing a hole in the mines to the direct outside. Water rushed and poured from inside the cave, making the ride for the two ponies inside the cube rather unpleasant, but the water lessened the impact against the walls.

Soon the cube tumbled outside of the mines onto dry land. Shortly after the cube reverted back to the sword and shield, dropping flowing water and the two ponies that were inside. They were safe and alive, all thanks to Ditzy's intelligence.

"HA! HA! DITZY! YOU JUST SAVED US WITH YOUR BRILLIANCE! ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT! HA HA!"

"I- did?"

"I'm so happy I could kiss you, except I would never!"

"My smarts... saved us?"

"Ok, ok, no need to rub it in."

"I can't believe it..."

"How do you think I feel! HA AHA! I WILL ASK THAT ONE GIRL TO THE PROM! WOO!"

No matter how happy the moment Ditzy froze with disbelief and shock at the events that transpired. She had kept both of their lives from leaving the mortal realm, with her own intellect. Someone bring the chorus and sing "Hallelujah" am I right?

"Well we didn't find any potatoes, but I think it's safe to say, leaving this island is the top priority. I don't want to die anytime soon and I believe I am now traumatized. YAHOO! I'm heading back to the shore. You coming with? It's awfully dark, like some actions to messed up to say in a E for everyone rated story!"

"Yes. I'm coming with," She said giving out a slight smile, also tucking the water logged camera into her wing.

And so, both made their way back to the shoreline. It took a bit of time, but eventually they went about laughing, and joking along the way. Back to the shoreline, that was inevitably covered in the waves of the endless ocean.

On their way back to the shore, the Doc gave out a heart filled whistle in tune to what sounded like a song.

"Ditzy, do you know this one?"

"Sounds like you're whistling. Is the song you're whistling called whistle song?"

"Oh my Luna, I love the whistle song! EEEEEE! I get giddily just thinking about it!"

"I used to listen to a lot of songs."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

"There was this one, that went like beeeeeeehhhhh ERRRRRRR WAKA WAKA! And another that went squip der WOOP!"

"No, no, I think I know what you're talking about. Eventually after a while you start going crazy, because of how good the shwoop de doops are. Quite the sophisticated taste, I'd say."

"I only listen to the fun ones!"

"I am inclined to agree- EEEYAH! YIPPERS!" The Doctor bellowed in a high pitched squeal.

Ditzy stopped in her tracks witnessing the sight ahead.

"Where's the shore?" She questioned with a shiver in her tone.

The shore was completely buried underneath the pounds of relentless ocean. There was no shore anymore, just the entrance to the woods they had gone through all those hours ago.

"More importantly, where's the Banana Boat?" The Doc asked in a more calm manor, almost expecting this to happen.

If they were going to get off this island they were going to need a boat- oh and the Banana Boat also housed Sharen. The Doc's very own home assistant, which I'm pretty sure you forgot about, just like I the narrator did... and also I think the Doc as well.

"SHAREN! I left Sharen back on the Banana Boat! Listen, a boat or a raft has got to be built right now. Who knows how long, until Sharen's microchip gets dunked into the ocean!"

"Why not use the floating cube?"

"I want you to think about that for 5 seconds."

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And so the two got to working. The Doc grabbed the sword, while Ditzy hung onto to the shield. The Doc slowly but surely chopped away at the trees with the sword gathering log by log as fast as he could. Ditzy used her wings to fly high to the roofs of the trees, collecting vines via the sharp end of the shield... somehow.

Both pushed each log with all their strength till it touched a different log. Once all logs were touching with the Doc on one side and Ditzy on the other they tied the logs together using the vines. Now they had a lovely make shift raft, that they shoved into the water, hopped on, one on each side, and drifted along for the ride. Even now they could still feel the water rising at an unnatural level, as they steered the raft using the sword and shield like boat oars.

"Let me know if you see a yellow, broken up, piece of fruit floating in the ocean."

"Okey! I'm on it! You can count on me! I'm on the double! At your service!"

It says in my notes here, that in this part of the story a storm starts to brew and cause danger for the two. I don't know why people keep doing this. The old storm in the ocean cliche. This happened earlier as well! Let's fix this broken record, shall we? And create something all the more dangerous and exciting.

In a mere instant the water had risen by 5 feet- no 10! Waves began to rear their ugly head, causing shifts of unbalance on the raft. Phoenixes glided up above with the intent for blood and in the very part of the ocean I'll call far far away a tsunami approaches ever so leisurely.

"Is it just me, or did this water just rise by 10 feet?"

"I think it's just you Doc."

"What about the fire phoenixes, who seem to be flying towards the raft at unimaginable speeds?"

"Awww! I love phoenixes!"

"They'll set fire to the raft! How in Equestria?! Ok, here's what's going to happen. You try to block the birds from our raft using your shield, while I drive them away with my sword here."

"On it!"

The battle had commenced. Birds came swooping down at first one by one. The Doc took a swing missing, as the bird rushed through almost grazing his cheek with its blazing fire. It ran into DItzy's shield bonking its head and landing in the water, by complete luck. The music of the island kicked in and changed into a slow build up.

"Nice job, Ditzy."

"Thanks!"

"I was- nevermind."

Others came soon after, this time just two. One of the birds pecked at Ditzy's shield, circulating around her and the other dodged attack after attack from the Doc. Ditzy pushed the bird away into the water simultaneously when the Doc got his first hit, causing the bird to slam into the raft setting fire. Without hesitation he kicked the bird off and quickly doused the fire with ocean water.

"Round 2 over. If they keep coming like this, I think it'll all be fine Ditzy."

After round 2, the birds weren't playing around anymore. The full swarm dove down ready to strike and feast on their flesh. A parry by Ditzy followed swiftly knocking the first bird into the Doc's sword, that was swinging and swinging against the swarms of birds coming his way. He could feel the cinders barely caressing his skin. He blocked with his sword, then another jab took hold. The waves became more rowdy as the water rose 5 more feet and bringing unbalance to the two on the raft, just as the music ramped up in tempo.

One miss and either one of them would be pecked by the fiery beak each bird possessed. Both continued fighting, while the waves made it considerably more difficult to do so. The raft tipped downward soon going in that new direction as a new massive wave appeared. It took all their effort not to slip off it. 3 identical birds zoomed directly for the Doc. He closed his eyes in blind faith forcefully jabbing the sword forward as well as making it grow in size piercing all three at once.

Another massive wave approached carrying a gigantic height. At the tip of it they stood, followed by a downward speeding motion down the wave with them still deflecting the attacks. The music complimented the actions, rhythmically twisting up and down as well as creating impact anytime a bird was struck. Reaching the bottom of the wave a third equally as dangerous one stood before them and would easily drown them if they came into contact with it. The raft was moving at breakneck speed and off the top of her head Ditzy grew the size of her shield enough to block the effects of the wave.

The fourth wave launched them upward into a spiraling motion. The Doc held out his sword outward on the raft, helping take out more of the birds with the raft's spinning maneuver. A lighting bolt struck with ferocity in the background. In the midst of the air the Doc caught sight of a tiny little bunny sitting calmly on the edge of the island. It was Steven and she even obtained Sharen's microchip.

"DITZY!" The Doc pointed at the island.

"STEVEN'S GOT THE MICROCHIP! WE GOTTA GO AFTER HER! OH LUNA, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?!"

In between the constant barrage of birds the two would try their best to steer themselves back onto the island. The looming threat of the incoming tsunami did not matter to them. With enough determination they achieved this, reaching the island and rushing to grab Steven. The birds had finally scattered admitting defeat against the ponies, but not for the reason they wanted.

"STEVEN! I'm so glad I found you! Jump into my incredibly safe furry hooves!"

Alas, Steven was too afraid of the impending tsunami, so she ran away.

"STEVEN MILIFANI JUNIOR THE SECOND, THIRD, AND FOURTH! THIS IS NOT THE TIME!"

The Doc and Ditzy leaped at the bunny barely able to catch it. The tsunami at this point had swallowed half the island when they got back onto the raft, racing to swallow everything in its wake. The two paddled with every fiber of their being attempting to get away.

"Um, Doc. I really hate to point this out, but um. I know you think we can just paddle away from the island and hopefully be fine, but I'm telling you the only way to escape is the pipe!"

"The pipe isn't real! It's not like there's some sort of forcefield surrounding this island!"

"But there is! Back when I first found the pipe there was this weird force field and I was like whaaaaa. Then later I looked at it more closely finding funny numbers but no real way to open it. Then I went back to land started thinking about my delicious muffin, do you think Discord would like a love muffin, I hear he's going to confess his feelings for Fluttershy-"

"DITZY FOCUS! How am I supposed to trust something as silly as this? There is no possible way this pipe could even be found at this moment! The tsunami is going to swallow us whole!"

Ditzy thought about it for a moment. She knew she could do it.

"Doc, I know I have made many mistakes, which may be why you're not trusting me right now or maybe because of my personality, but please trust me! I can find the pipe again! I know where it is! We both mess up and make mistakes, we both know the ins and outs of ourselves and I'm telling you I can do this!"

"How do I know you won't get us lost again!"

"I won't. I'll prove to you that I'm more than who you think I am."

"...Ok. I'll trust you."

She pointed her hoof in what appeared to be a random direction, but she remembered where the pipe laid unmoving. The waves were still persistent and the tsunami was advancing. If it hit the raft both it and the two would be utterly destroyed. They made it, however. They made it to where it all began. The pipe that sat underneath acting as the passageway through the barrier. Both tilted their heads downward on the sight of the pipe, just as the music took a pause to give build up with even more might.

"Well... the pipe is real..."

"Told you!" Ditzy gave out her usual silly smile.

"Steven you be good, alright? Don't jump into the water or anything." The Doc gave a tiny kiss on Steven's head and dove into the water along with Ditzy.

The Doc inspected the object curiously, not noticing anything out of the ordinary, besides the aforementioned code. They needed to figure out a way to open this pipe quick, as the tsunami was close... too close.

A kick was dealt and a painful punch was tried, neither made the pipe open up wide.

No switch or lever or button, to escape the island without a hitch, a clever, a sudden end.

Ditzy swam to the hatch attempting to breach its inner contents, hoping they would not become the past tense.

The Doc swam up right beside her turning his head to give a silly smile to cure her fear.

The music crescendoed into a bombastic tense finale, before settling down and letting the two take hold as it shall be.

They pulled together, as one. The start of an understanding that their lives are more similar than they believed.

Alive. They were alive. The pipe sucked up the raft, Steven, Doc, and Ditzy, vomiting them up on the other side, where the tsunami was nowhere to be seen. The waters were calm. The moonlight softly lit up the sky and when the two open their eyes they swam onto the raft cold, but alive. The waters had the raft and the two ponies had each other.

The Doc awoke from his deep slumber followed by wiping his eyes of the sleep that over took him. He joined up with Ditzy, who was rowing the raft with her shield.

"Did you have a good sleep Ditzy?"

"Um... yes."

"That didn't sound like a regular um, plus you didn't say yep."

"Um... yep!"

"Did you sleep at all last night?"

"Yep!"

"How much?"

"I'll let you choose!"

"Mhm. Are you terrified of what lays ahead, considering there's no food or consumable water in sight? Cause I know I am! WOOHOO!"

"I was thinking a lot last night."

"Oh really? Is that new for you?"

She gave him the death glare, similar to the fury she showed during the muffin scene.

"I'm only joking!" He spurted out, hoping that saved in from a punch.

"I know we both mess up a lot and that ponies don't see us for who we truly are... I want to tell you something Doctor."

"Go on..."

"It's about my past."

"Oooo, I am quite interested now. Please, keep going."

Does this mean I don't have to narrate? Oh thank the lord from above I am exhausted. See you guys later.

"Well, um. Like I said before, many ponies never saw me for who I was."

"Is this a backstory, Ditzy Derp?"

"Shhhh. I'm telling something very important. When I was a little filly my parents gave me the best life possible! I was flying, I was drawing, I was also solving complex math equations!"

"..."

"I know right! Turns out I was very smart for my age and when you called me smart those couple of times it reminded me of things. I had no friends back then. Just me and my brain. Both me and my parents tried to get me a friend, but it never worked out. Ponies were always weirded out by the skills I was able to do, but the one skill I didn't have was social interaction. Years of this will do something to a pony Doctor. I developed anger issues, due to my loneliness. Anytime anyone made me feel like my lonely self I would get unnaturally angry. Same thing would happen even if they were just being mean."

"I got so angry one time that I hospitalized a filly, because he didn't accept my friendship muffin. Somtimes I don't even know when I'm that angry! I desired a pony to be by my side for so long that I wanted to bury away my smarts... change my personality... and I did. I believed it was the reason why no one wanted to be my friend. Slowly I erased what made me, me and replaced it with who you see right now. I never used to act or talk like this! I think I even lost some of my smarts along the way. Still nopony saw me. No one wanted to be buddies with me. I just sat there alone with no one, but me."

"Wow Ditzy. I had no idea."

"I think you're the first one to give me a chance and I got scared when you noticed me being smart. I thought I would drive you away."

"I don't know what to say-"

"You being here is what matters, Doc."

"I- okay."

"Speaking of Doc, let's get away from all this sad stuff and explore what your real name is!"

"My real name? Didn't I already tell you that was my real name?"

"I may have lost some of my smarts, but not all of them!"

"Heh. I never thought I would be telling anyone this... oh Luna. Okay."

"Okey!"

"This is going to require a lot of explaining."

"I love explaining!"

"I knew you were going to say that. Well. I was also about a little filly. One filled with determination and dreams to invent the greatest, wackiest, and unique things ever to be seen by the public eye! Just like my father."

"You have a father?!"

"...Yes, Ditzy. Most ponies have a father. My mom had passed away when I was rather young, so it was just me and him against the world. He'd love to teach me all about the inner mechanisms of his creations, along with the thought process and unique genius behind them. He was the one who made me fall in love with inventing in the first place. I had been attempting to create my first functioning invention for about a few years and finally I did. It was a gun that could shoot out any shape or size of metal you want! Sure, my dad helped with a couple of things, but I did pretty much all the work."

"The children at school were always mocking me for my terrible attempts to create working inventions, also obnoxiously calling my name whenever I messed up. I put the school in danger multiple times, heh. Jimmy Jetsworth was in class that day I brought in my invention. My first ever working invention. Remember him? He was the guy who ran up to me when I was making my escape on the Banana Boat."

"Mhm."

"He was a lot more successful with his inventions, even if they were simple and generic. My dad never gave up on me though and when I finally succeeded, I had to show that I was more than they could see, that I could achieve my dream. Everyone sat quietly in their seats awaiting for me to share my latest, greatest new invention. I stood in front of the class, my dad right behind me giving me comfort and reassurance... while also making sure nothing went wrong."

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! I'm so happy!"

"Heh, yeah. Well, I started my presentation. I turned on the invention, strapping the helmet on my head, which is what give you the power to create the size and shape of the metal, and pointed my creation at the tiny table I had set up in front. As you could've guessed, something went wrong. I still don't know what to this day, but my invention just wouldn't work, like it was jammed, or it shorted out. It was working perfectly fine before. Before my chance to show I had what it took. My chance to disprove every little opinion in that room... and right there in the first row was Jimmy giving his classic smirk."

"I was furious beyond belief, believing that he sabotaged my invention somehow. In a blind rage I just tackled him, decking him in the face left and right, every hit contributing to my hatred consumed mind thinking of sharp daggers and spikes that I could throw at him. The children all around began to shout my name over and over and over. My father rushed over and tried to break us up..."

"Doc?"

"I accidentally shot my father with those metal spikes of fury still on my mind. Everything just went silent... no one making a single move. I couldn't rip my eyes away from him, laying on the floor. A spike that went straight through his head."

"No goodbyes, no hug, no nothing. An instant. One instance. He was taken to the hospital where he died that same day. The last memory I have of him before that destined day was him giving me a camera. I don't know why he built it or what it did, but I knew he wanted me to have it, so it was important. However, I believe it was lost just moments ago, before we escaped that island. I also remember going home to Sharen, the only semi-pony I had left. No one was going to take care of a child who murdered his father. So, I was alone in my own father's home. His house, inventions, spirit became mine. I would spend the rest of my life trying to make one single gadget that would work. I wanted to make things just as unique as my father did, as my father was. My father... Doctor Whooves, A.K.A Time Turner."

"My real name is Unicus Timestone. I took the name Doctor Whooves right after he died to try and honor his name... but I haven't really been doing a great job of that huh, Ditzy... Ditzy?"

"Take this."

"What is it- the camera?!"

"And also a loose vine and some wood I took from the raft. I want you to create something."

"Create something?! Something functioning?!"

"It doesn't have to be something crazy or unique. Something simple."

Unicus struggled not to let his emotions take over, but with everything he had, including the troubled memories in his soul, he eventually created a mess of wood and vines. He lifted it up and blew gently into it. Out came the most beautiful sound either one of them have ever heard.

"I-"

No words were needed.

He blew into the vines again and continued creating a simple, lingering beat. Ditzy joined in with a creative, different styled hum complimenting the melody. Read the song as you like. Each person will read it in their own unique way.

"Hmmmm. Hmmmmmm. Hmmm. Over the blueeee an invisible friendship grows. Taken by a waveee to a place no pony knows."

"A unique little island filled with difficult mystery shownnnn. But it doesn't matter when you're comforted by someone you knowwww."

A brief pause interrupts the flow, before both start singing together.

"Being unique should be strived for without losing doubt, that it neeeeeds a balance of simplicity and thought throughout. You can focus on strange concepts or things they never doooo, even if you don't have the skills to bring life to what makes you, you. They may not take a chance, sing or dance, be fanciful to you, but you need to keep on trying on what makes you, you."

"I used to be scared and lonelyyyy... till you were there right besides meeee. It was difficult and painful and absolutely packed with cries, but what's the point of trying without what makes you, you. There's someone out thereeee, who's as unique like meeeeee. So, please just keep on tryingggg to be as uniqueeee as youuu caaan beeeeeeee."

And so across the water by the wind they go, hoping that fate will help them float.

"Whatever happens Ditzy. We will get through it... together."

And that's the end of the story. I know, not the most ending ending to ever exist, trust me I wanted them not to be stranded on a raft in the middle of the ocean too, but still eh. I've been told there's going to be a sequel, but you didn't hear that from me. It was a great pleasure narrating for the very first time on this story. I think I did alright. I stopped talking so much about music throughout the story, so I think that's a good sign. Hopefully I'll be narrating the sequel or even more stories. This one certainly was filled with uniquity... uniquivity. Uniquivity isn't a word, but you know what. It's different and I like it.

Hope you guys have enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed you... that doesn't make sense... Uhhhh... goodbye.

Wha- were you seriously thinking they were going to kiss?!

AGHHH! What is wrong with you?!

Doctor Whooves and The Torturous Beginning

Author's Note

A fan fiction inspired by this song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XhMu48mbDE&list=PLA91DztvyF4S_ASQxlz20EccVMOx_hhKs&index=25

Doctor Whooves and The Torturous Beginning

Hello there! Hm, I don't think I was supposed to say that...

I'll just go with the rhythm. I'm not exactly sure if I should be introducing myself. This is my first day on the job, after all. My name is Micheal and probably over the course of this story, you'll come to realize that I really enjoy music. I'll be your lovely narrator for this tale.

...This narration already sounds horrible, doesn't it? I'm sure some of you left already. Doesn't matter, I'm just here to narrate.

This story isn't about me, which I'm grateful for. This story contains a bit of music things, which I love and other things that aren't about music. I think it's the decent start I need for a side hustle. I don't have much money, but I do have a nice little hotel room. Now that that's out of the way, I really shouldn't be rambling about me... Let's just move on with the story.

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tick Tock

The rhythmic flow of the clock ticked at a steady beat. The room occupying the machine sat in silence. The ticking was predictable, leading to the same boring outcome the Doctor came to expect every day. It wasn't a part of the day he particularly minded, but years ago, this part of the morning became conjoined with his unique sense of style.

The clock vibrated, causing it to fall down from the nightstand and roll into a glowing button. Soon after an ear piercing sound, which I would not want to hear in the morning. I like my ears. And purple lights began to activate ever so wildly across the bedroom. It makes me wonder if he listens to music at max volume.

"Ahhhh What a fantastic sleep! I remember I had a dream about racing with a hockey puck that was a doughnut. Good times." The Doctor stepped down from his bed turned off the raging alarm, that could probably be heard a couple blocks down, after sloshing through the hundreds of broken pieces that would either stay broken or hopefully be turned into the inventions he had churning in the back of his mind.

The doctor opened up the drawer from his nightstand and took out a pen and upon pressing the top of the pen, the closed windows on his dome shaped bedroom thrusted open, leaving a heavy punch of sound from the collision. Pushing a different button a trapdoor made itself known, giving the signal to the Doctor to grab a paper airplane and glide through the trap door and find a water slide greeting him on the other side...

It was a big paper airplane.

Swirling fast in motion, upon reaching the sharp incline at the end of the water slide he was launched into the air right towards a vine, which he swung from landing directly into his breakfast chair. A chair specifically made for his breakfast. It even had a sticker stuck onto the back that read "Breakfast Chair. I swear if you eat lunch on this chair, you will be turned into a cup of joe. Poor Joe never made it out alive."

The Doctor scooped up his spoon and began to chow down furiously on the food that was presented in front of him, by his automatic food dispenser that looked like a automatic napkin dispenser. "Shall I play your greatest music playlist, sir?" Sharen, the talking Ai, already built inside of the house said.

"Absolutely! Just skip to song number 71. There's nothing like a cup of coffee and a great song to wake up in the morning to," He said being handed hot tea. Oh! And would you look at that, he DOES listen to music at max volume.

"Do you also want to hear a voice impression I've been working on, sir?"

"Of course! Hit me," The Doctor responded with.

The robotic voice coming from the house took a fake breath and said "Honey! Where are my paaaaannntts?"

"Oh, Sharen you never fail to crack me up."

"Got any big plans for today, sir?"

"Quite so!"

"Sounds lovely, sir."

The Doctor let out a burstful laugh. "Always love your jokes Sharen. No I don't have any big plans! What am I, someone who achieves their goals?" An awkward silence immediately after fell upon the two... wow, even I felt the awkward silence.

With that said, let's put the music to 2x speed in this story and skip the rest of the Doctor's morning.

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He stood right in front of the door to the outside of the house he lived in, with his bag tucked tightly in his arm. He swung the door open, exclaiming out one final thing before he left the comforts of the inside. "Make sure to take care of the wife and baby, that I don't have while I'm gone Sharen Maren! I got a Rainbow Dragon Fruit to find for my new invention idea!"

"Sure thing, sir." Sharen spoke.

The Doctor stuffed his bag filled with some of his other inventions onto his arm and stepped outside into the fiery pits of the quaint little town of Ponyville.

"Great shimmy dimmy on my chimney!" The doctor stared in astonishment at the fantastical sight that laid before his eyes. Close to the home he lived in he found... A toaster. His eyes were practically feasting on the majestic sight, since he need a replacement-

FOMP

...

That sound effect was me...

I specialize in a bit of beatboxing as well.

In a quick flash the Doctor's eyes went from being above the ground... right into the hard dirt, due to a collision with a unique kind of pony coming his way. He stood up and was greeted by another pair of eyes... ones not so perfect compared to his.

"Ugh... what in Equestria was that?" The Doctor let out in pain. The grey mare promptly got up and began to speak sentences in quick succession.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! I was just flying around like I usually do and was thinking about things, like how clouds are able to float and why Fluttershy gives Discord the lovey eyes and how... wait no. Lemme start over. I was going to the market. Yes! And..."

The Doctor simply just stood there hearing the terribly fast tempo the mare was slinging, but not at all to the lyrics she was singing...

She wasn't actually singing, just thought I would make that clear.

"...Then there was this guy's COUSIN!"

"Ok. First. BREATHE! Second, I don't really have quite the time to chit chat right now, as I have a very important invention to work on. Three, I'm also not much for social interaction. 1 hate to say this, but uh... can you go away now..." The Doctor spat out. (edited)

"Social interaction? You don't like social interaction? Doesn't everypony in Ponyville like social interaction?" The mare claimed.

"You are correct! but that's besides the point-"

"I don't get much social interaction..."

"...Well uh- hm. Peculiar I would say."

"It's not because of the eyes, if that's what you think."

The Doctor looked straight into the yellow eyes of the mare and saw that her eyes were crooked in almost a derpy kind of way.

"Oh. Uh, I see. Well I mean I guess it makes you look unique then-"

"It's because I'm not very smart." The mare claimed again.

"You have bad eyes, because you have the brain the size of one of those really small circular legos?"

"Nope!" The mare smiled sweetly.

"...You- uh. I'm going to go now."

And just like that the Doctor put one hoof in front of the other and walked away from the situation.

"I like him," The derpy eyed mare said as the Doctor ran away from afar.

Hm, I have an idea. Bear with me guys.

The Doctor arrived at the market place, home to the specific item he was searching for to create his newest invention. Examining the environment he found what you would expect to find at a market place. Fruits, vegetables, wacky things being sold, ... "Is that a purse being stolen by a masked individual?" Said the Doctor aloud, spotting a masked pony in the crowd.

You see what I'm going for here? It's rhyming time.

The masked pony bolted away from the scene laughing like a broken trumpet, staring the Doctor straight in the eyes like a burnt crumpet. Confused on who this mysterious pony was and feeling bad for the poor white mare, with purple curly hair, and gemstones for a cutie mark, he was determined to spring into action...

Too bad his cardio wasn't exactly capable of attraction.

He ran and ran as fast as he could, finding it strange that nobody would, dare indeed to help him fight against a blight that admittedly wasn't to heavy in their might.

Running low on breath he did, feeling like a burnt out kid, the Doctor knew he wasn't going to stop him without a sudden change that he would arrange. In the corner of his eye, a wheeled cart he admired so fine coming up to a steep hill soon. "This'll be interesting." The Doctor thought as he flew, with an odd looking invention from his bag, propelling him upward into the cart that really smelled like an old dirty rag.

"Applying extra sticky bamboo sap." He accomplished, by smearing it onto the back, while letting it's drippy contents meld into the forward propelling invention- and smack! Pressing a simple button caused him to zoom... I'm getting tired of rhyming so here's a little break and room- shoot.

The tempo increased and increased as the cart went faster and faster. Swaying left and right with the inventive long bamboo sticks possessed by the Doctor controlling the wheels, barely dodging the civilians walking their normal day to day. Using the bubble gun he shot anyone who came close to crashing into him or her, lessening the blow of possible pain or hurt... "Hey! This is my cart!" The Doctor said giving a random mare that appeared suddenly on top of the cart a kick and a kick to the curb.

Even though he was extremely attentive with his driving making sure not to hit a single soul, that could not be said for the souls of the generic everyday objects that he hit. From fruit stands, to flower shops, to art showcases, all of their souls went bye bye.

What use is there even for a bubble gun? It only shoots bubbles. Apparently, the Doctor was able to figure it out, because surprisingly he used that bubble gun to trap that masked pony inside a prison he would never forget. What kind a prison you ask? A bubble prison. Listen. I'm a chill guy, but you really should've known the answer to that question.

Wow. You know I kinda surprised myself with that narration there.

Go me.

"LET ME OUT OF HERE" The masked individual bellowed from inside the bubble. The Doctor chose not to respond and simply reached into the bubble, taking the mask off of the pony. It's not anyone you would know, trust me. Oh, I almost forgot to mention that they ended up in a back alley. It was dark, cold, damped, and just imagine those back alleys that you see in a cartoon in the middle of a huge city.

"Jimmy Jetsworth?! Chimney Crackers!" The Doctor pulled him out from the bubble causing it to pop.

Jimmy, who fell face first into the floor, got up and gave him an unimpressed stare. "You really didn't know it was me."

"Well... As a pony of science I just needed proof and here you are! So, yeah... Proof."

"Dude. Come on."

"Why would you steal a purse, I mean seems rather impractical considering the usual things you like to do."

"I like to mess with you, what can I say?"

At that moment the white mare with a purple curly mane and tail caught up to the two, decked Jimmy in the face, and got her purse filled with art supplies giving a final "B*** you darling!" to Jimmy.

Jimmy began to speak again this time out of breath. "Dang... she can hit dude." GAAAASSSSPP "Listen, the Doctor, as you already know I've been torturing- I MEAN MESSING with you since kindergarten, back in the good old days. This was just one of those times. I mean you remember what happened back in our school years. Anyway, I saw that you were in the neighborhood, so I stole that lady's purse to get your attention."

"That lady probably would have destroyed you if she had caught up to you. Also, what if I just ended up ignoring you?"

"Doesn't matter and shut up! That hurts dude."

"Get to the point, you glorified cephalopod."

"OK, ok, wow. You can really see through a pony, you know that? I want to have just a small competition with you. That's all I want. You see this little mouse contraption that I just placed by my leg. I call it Mimmie QXwFe. He's pretty cute, plus he can move around in a circle!"(edited)

Jimmy then proceeded to demonstrate by making the "cute" contraption spin round and round in a hypnotic circle.

"LOOK AT HIM GOOOO! I want you to try and make a better invention out of materials from this back alley, which I know for a fact you can't do," Jimmy plainly stated.

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

"Can I not simply just go home you wanker?"

"I'll give you 50 bits if you do it."

"Deal!"

Piece by piece the Doctor scrounged around in the trash of the back alley bringing them one by one together to create another mysterious invention in- 5 MINUTES?! Ok, now who wrote this part?!

"There," The Doctor stated.

"What's it called?" Jimmy wondered.

"Does it matter?"

"No duh, of course it does."

"The name is irrelevant."

Sigh "Fine, what does it do? If it actually works. Ha! As if!"

"Well you simply press this butto-"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tHYJWn2jLaM

"HA AND IT EXPLODES! INTELLIGENT!"

"OH! Well when you give me NOTHING BUT TRASH IN A BACK ALLEY TO WORK WITH IT'LL DO THAT!"(edited)

"Sucks to suck I guess."

Jimmy then demonstrated his superior skills, by creating a second invention to call his own only using the materials from the back alley. It was incredibly simple and boring. All it did was spin around in a square when placed onto the ground.

"I call it Scrimmie 4VWm! Sucks to really suck doesn't it?"(edited)

"Now listen here!"

A crowd inevitably began to gather, just like how musicals are inevitably going to have music. I mean if you heard an explosion near you, wouldn't you go check it out? I would, if my ears weren't permanently damaged.

"Ah great... first my apple cart was taken and now this! A random explosion blowing up the side of my house!" A random pony from the crowd yelled.

The Doctor looked to the right side of him noticing the massive chunk of house missing from the cart owner's home. He decided to ignore this fact.

"What happened to your cart fine sir?" The Doctor questioned.

"Aren't you the sucker who stole my cart not too long ago."

The Doctor immediately backed up.

Soon more and more ponies filled the area beginning to fester over what caused the explosion, but after more and more laid eyes upon the Doctor, the ponies were pretty sure who was the cause of it.

"Another typical Tuesday, huh?" A pony from the crowd uttered to the Doctor.

"How would you know it was me? You need proof!" The Doctor defended.

"Ummmm, isn't that what you always say?" Another pony mentioned.

"Yeah, he did it. I was here," Jimmy bluntly claimed.

"What?! It was you're fault!" The Doctor refuted.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO IT DUDE!"

"You ding dang whipper snappers and your old dangled new technology! Back in my day-"

"HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TEACH YOU THIS LESSON OLD GIRL! BE A CLICHE GRANDMOTHER CHARACTER WHEN WE WANT YOU TO!" Another pony responded with.

"We're talking about the Doctor right?" A pony from the crowd questioned, causing the majority of the crowd to move their heads in disappointment towards the grey mare.

"Yeah... the guy who BLEW UP THE SIDE OF MY HOUSE AND SHOT SO MANY BUBBLES THAT PONIES ARE GETTING STUCK IN THEM! ME POOR WIFE IS IN ONE OF DEM, ARGGGG!"

"Alright enough! Listen guys, I'll just go ahead and talk with our boy the Doctor over here and you guys do your own thing alright," Jimmy told the crowd.

"Oh, what a savior!" "He always makes the best inventions, he'll set the doctor straight!" "He invented the couch!" "He's sooooooooooo handsome!" A few girls called out from the crowd swooning.

Jimmy led the Doctor further into the back alley for privacy.

"Listen dude, you've been trying to create these random wacky inventions of yours since kindergarten. Every time you try to make an invention it terrorizes someone and I'm left in the glory. I'm starting to legitimately feel sorry for you, like just stop creating inventions. I'm the mastermind here, so stop giving me glory... wait, now that I put it that way keep making inventions so I can have glory. I've never even seen you once actually create a working invention! It was especially sad that one time, when you thought you did create a functioning invention and well... you know what happened. Plus, what use does these gadgets even have?"

"I was able to catch you with these gadgets wasn't I?"

"Pffft. Details. Details. Go home now, I'm bored. YOU HEAR THAT GO HOME NOW OR I'll... I'LL KICK YOU OUT!" Jimmy bellowed, making sure the crowd heard him.

The crowd cheered furiously at the thought of the Doctor being kicked out of the town.

"You know what? Maybe I'll just move out!"

The crowd began to fan girl squeal. They were really loving this idea. The Doctor frowned, not in disappointment, but of understanding and expectancy. Not wanting to be apart of this for much longer the Doctor simply left, pushing himself through the tough waters of the ponies blocking his exit. Along the way he bumped into many ponies. A red angry one, a bubbly grey one, and a jumpy yellow one.

The crowd roared with laughter watching the sad excuse for a pony head home.

Soon the Doctor disappeared farther away, unable to hear whatever the ponies in the crowd were screaming about him next.

"ARRGGG, HE KILLED ME HOUSE HOW ABOUT WE RETURN YE FAVOR!"

"Dude. When did you turn into a pirate?"

"I don't know... I SAY WE BURN HIS HOUSE DOWN! HE'S DONE ENOUGH DAMAGE AROUND HERE! FOR YEARS WE'VE BEEN NICE TO HIM AND I SAY WE FINALLY PUT AN END TO THIS!"

"Woah, woah, woah. Isn't that a bit too far?" Asked a curious pony in the crowd.

"DON'T YE ALL HAVE SOME SORT OF SOB STORY CAUSED BY THE DOCTOR?! ANYTIME WE TRY TO LIVE IN PEACE HE COMES HERE WITH ANOTHER ONE OF HIS DOOHICKEYS AND CAUSES CHAOS! DOWN WITH THE DOC! DOWN WITH THE DOC! Arg."

Soon one pony joined in. Then another and another, letting a chain reaction reach like a sonic wave all around the crowd, turning them from just a group of ponies, to a furious mob of determined ponies emanating supernatural excitement to rid the town of the Doctor.

This is a sad moment. Let me get my tuba.

The door slowly creeped open into the bright home, letting the light slither inside, and blending with the orange sunset in the background. The Doctor stepped inside.

SLAM

"Is everything alright, Sir?" Sharen, who you might have forgotten about, asked.

"Of course! I had my usual rounds around the town and didn't get the item I needed for my invention idea. Everything is quite fine," The Doctor said with a smile hard to fake.

"Alright then sir. Would you like me to prepare your bed, sir?"

"Nah that's quite alright Sharen. I'm going to stay up for a bit."

"Cool... sir. Do I have permission to enter sleep mode?"

"Absolutely, Sharen. Do what you need to do."

Beep

Sighhhhh

A noisily exasperated sound crept out of the Doctor's lips and out into the quiet home, which left him with nothing but the repetitive melody in his head telling him over and over again about the things said in the events that transpired. Even tinkering with his latest project, which he was still missing a material to complete couldn't keep him from the harsh dialogue coming from the crowd.

"Heh, that one red angry guy was bald." The Doctor said to himself.

Knock... Knock

The Doctor got up from his chair, where he had been tinkering with his invention, and went to his front door. To his surprise it was the grey mare he had stumbled upon in the market earlier that day.

"Uh, hell-"

GASSSSSPPPPPPP

"So I know it's the middle of the night Doctor, your name is Doctor right? Anyway so I saw you leave from that crowd and I followed you home, but I didn't speak to you and well later on I just left, because I didn't have the courage to speak to you, but later on during the night I was doing my usual midnight flying and I saw this biggggg scary red pony coming towards your home. I thought that wasn't so bad, until I saw him with a big stick of dynamite and a whole crowd of ponies, and now I'm here!"

"Hold on... what?!"

"Lots of ponies want to blow up your house."

"Heh, for a second there I thought you were trying to tell me something serious. I mean a whole crowd of ponies wanting to blow my house up? HA! You are a funny weird eyed mare... Why are you at my house right now?"

Upon reaching the end of his sentence a booming sound lingered throughout the town sending shivers down both of the ponies spines.

"Holy Luna!"

"That must be the scary ponies..."

The Doctor hurriedly rushed outside his home pushing the weird eyed mare out of the way, being greeted by a sight of astonishment. The crowd was slowly approaching, holding many sticks of dynamite ready to be thrown at their enemy right down the black dark dirt road, barely being illuminated from the moon. Far down the way on the dirt path one pony in the angry mob stated,

"Hey, guys. I don't think that was the Doctor's house..."

"Did we just blow up a random house then?"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

It would be a matter of minutes before they arrived.

"Oh wow, never mind I guess. A crowd of ponies are coming towards my home ready to blow it up."

The Doctor let himself be consumed by thoughts, ready to come up with a way to dig himself out of his situation. Then he thought about the home and his heart rate began to quicken.

"Ok, here's what's going to happen."

"Yes? Do you want me to do something?"

"Can you please go grab as many things that look like tools or gadgets to you out of my home, before you know... i- it blows up?"

"On it!" The mare gave out a smile with her tongue stuck out.

The Doctor took in a deep breathe and let out a different sounding deep sigh. "Now let's see if I can reason with the aggressors."

The mare rushed into the home scurrying throughout the different rooms grabbing an assortment of things. "Ooooo what's this?" She would say numerous times during her search. The mare poured every item she found interesting outside the home.

BAM

"So I got news! Reasoning with the aggressors did not work. They maaaaaay have tried to blow me up. Do you have what I asked you to grab?"

"Yep!" The mare gave out another cute smile.

"Ok, now you distract them while I go grab a snack... and also a few more items out of my home."

"yEP!"

The Doctor entered the home, and raced through the multitude of rooms gathering everything he could find, important or not. In his hurried state he scooped up a few inventions, one of them looking like a tiny yellow box, and another important item for him ripped straight out from one of the walls of the home.

On his way out his eye caught the sight of something. An invention he created many years ago. The first invention of his to fully work. He paused as he just continued to stare into the soul and heart of it, remembering the past events that occurred with it, finally he snapped out of it and spoke, "Burn in Tartarus."

"Hey, um. Is there anything else I can do?" The mare wondered aloud to the Doctor who just appeared out from the home.

"Shush! I'm trying to see what's been collected so far."

...

"I see you collected mostly food and water... I'm going to leave now. Thanks for the help."

"Wait you're not going to try and defend your home?"

"I don't want to get killed! They're about to blow up my home! Well, whenever they get to my home. What's been taking them so long?"

Taking a look back onto the angry mob... "Wait a second guys, can we stop for a second? I'm real tired."

"AW COME ON, THAT'S THE ELEVENTH TIME THIS MARCH!"

The Doctor gathered up his things and placed as much of it into his bag, starting to walk away.

"But this is your home."

"Yes- my home. I can't protect it... I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? Where are we going now then?"

"We?"

"Yes we! Now that we've completed our missions!"

"Our mission? Listen-"

"Mhm."

The Doctor stared at her for a few brief seconds, letting the crowd get inches away from his home.

"I'm sorry, but uh. There's no-"

The sound resonated greatly in the ears of anyone close by. The sounds of wood crackling to the ground, fires aflame, and countless memories destroyed in an instance. All clashing greatly against the moonlight.

"Oh. They arrived faster than I thought- I- Hm."

"Wow," The grey mare stated in wonder.

I would describe the sight of the scene, if there was one to describe. The home had completely crumbled into ash, rubble, and dust, leaving the Doctor speechless and stunned.

"...It's gone..."

"Now that we've got his home, let's go get the real thing!" One pony from the crowd bellowed.

"WHAT?!"

The crowd charged towards the undeserving Doctor, leaving the Doctor with no chance but to run with the mare flying closely behind him. The Doctor slipped in between the two different homes of two different ponies, still having the grey mare following him.

"Hey, where'd the Doctor go?" One pony mentioned.

The Doctor picked up a pebble and threw it attracting the idiotic ponies away from their hiding spot.

"Hey what was that small noise? Let's all go walk over to it."

"Phew... alright. I'm safe."

"So what's next?"

"Uh- you're still here?"

"Hmmmm... I don't understand the question."

"Interesting."

The Doctor stealthily and smoothly crept away from where the crowd was stationed, bursting into a sprint when he got far enough away from them, with the mare still following him of course. He didn't really have time to stop in his tracks and conversate with the mare, so he had to deal with her following him. At least for the time being.

Eventually both came across a river. The Doctor reached into his bag and pulled out the small yellow box. He pushed the button from beneath and threw it into the river. In a matter of second the tiny box burst into a medium sized Banana Boat.

"Now... uh you. I'm going to leave this town in this boat. I appreciate the help, really, but I gotta leave this town on my own."

"Why are you leaving in a boat?"

"Well if I leave on foot they can obviously track me and find me."

"I don't think they would go that far."

"I'm not taking any chances."

"WAIT!" A pony now acting as a third party of the conversation piped in with desperation.

"Luna help me..."

"Hey, it's that one guy who was making fun of you earlier today!"

"Yes. I just ran... 2 BLOCKS... to get to you before you left... I... saw you from my... own house window... running."

"I'm getting inside the boat," The Doctor responded with.

"I... just wanted... TO SAY... without you... I wouldn't have... my..."

"glory."

"I'm starting the boat."

"For real though, please don't leave I need you for my glory!"

"Jimmy Jetsworth, for years I've had to deal with your torturous shenanigans. Why would I even attempt to give you what you want?"

"Well, just answer me this. Are you going to come back?"

"I FOUND HIM!" A pony from the distance called out, causing the crowd of ponies to return, going at full speed towards the three.

"What makes you think, I know the answer to that question?" The Doctor hastily pulled the lever off to the left, causing the inner mechanics to start whirring in motion preparing for lift off into the breezy waters up ahead.

"HOLD UP, I GOT IT!" Jimmy screamed, followed by a short pause.

"What if I throw in an extra twenty bits?"

The boat zoomed across the waters leaving the town of Ponyville behind. Further and further the town disappeared from eyesight. Finally he was safe.

A moment of tranquility hit the Doctor like it had never quite hit before. He was free from everyone he had ever met inside of that wretched place. The life he once had of tinkering with mechanisms and gadgets in a small little town, was over. A life he had that wasn't the most loved from ponies, but a life where he kept going at his dream. A life filled with gradually building up music, ready to explode into a glorious climax, that now would not happen.

A life where he was just attempting to bring his ideas to life and do what he loved.

"Where are we going?" The derpy eyed mare inquired.

"WHA- HOW DID YOU GET ON THE BOAT?!"

"I flew onto it," The mare claimed.

"Why do you keep following me?"

"I like you."

"...As a friend?"

"Yep!"

"But... We barely know each other."

"I know isn't that exciting!"

"I... well perhaps yes, in some cases."

...

"You're going to be following me until we reach our new destination aren't you?"

"Of course!"

Sigh "I suppose you have proven yourself that you will probably honor that word, so I guess I should tell you where I'm going. I'm going down this river."

"I've always wanted to go there!"

"Well uh, sit down then. It might be a while before I stop this boat. At least a few hours, if I happen to come upon a rest stop of some sorts. Go ahead and gaze up at the stars if your bored. I'm... going to steer the boat."

The mare laid down gracefully on the Banana Boat and gazed upon the stars. Breathing slowly and calmly.

"Hm, hmm, hm, hm, hmmmm."

"Are you humming?"

"Mmhm!"

The Doctor shrugged and said, "Alright."

"Hmmmm, Ohhh woo, mm hm aaaaaa."

The slow melodic tune clashed precisely in time with the serene waves on the river, which were refracting the beautiful moonlight and enhancing the almost shining hums spilling out the mare's mouth. There were no lyrics. Only listening between the two and the strange, but unique noises provided by the mare, until the moment was gently broken apart.

"Hey, what is your name? If you're going to be following me, I should at least know your name."

"Oh. My name is Ditzy."

"Ditzy huh. That's a good name Ditzy."

"Yes, Ditzy Derp. It's my favorite name!"

"You have Derp as your last name? Hm, would explain the eyes."

"What's your name?"

"Doctor. Doctor Whooves."

"No, your reaaaallll name silly!"

"Who's to say that's not my real name?"

"Hmph. I'll call you Doc then."

"And I'll call you crazy."

"Hehe, you silly!"

The Doc couldn't help but smile at that comment, as he steered the boat through the river. All the stresses of the day felt meaningless, as he trekked along the river. He truly didn't know where exactly they were heading, but indeed they were going to travel to a secret no pony had yet to discover...

That's not the end narration button, that's the color button. Well, it's not that either. IEgpNCCU. None of those keys work... what about- (edited)