Doctor Whooves: Revisisted

The light blue filly tossed herself around the bed sheets in small attempt to find some comfort in sleep. The air in the room was damp and fresh after the brisk winds had brought the rain over the hills. The cold had set in over Canterlot, leaving a low mist over the city. The wooden walls of her room barley kept the chill outside, sending shivers through her body as she tried to find some warmth in bed. Her room was of a reasonable size though it didn't conflation much in the way of furniture. The wallpaper was colored a dull sandy beige with the occasional picture or certificate hanging unceremoniously crooked. She didn't mind the unkempt appearance of her room. The tattered walls and scattered items gave it a hint of character.

The young filly’s’ alarm clock was sitting on her bedside table, occasionally making a small click as the hands slowly turned. She soon found herself alternating her attention between the infuriating ticking and the window that overlooked the lake outside their home. She admired how the moon shimmered off its surface, gleaming in the light it gave, the still glass like surface only disturbed by the occasional falling leaf by the trees hanging over its shores. The filly looked out the window and gazed into the garden until she remembered the slow ticking in the background. She groaned in irritation and stuck her head under her pillow in some small attempt to block out the infernal sound. Pulling the covers over her again to block out the cold, she closed her eyes and relaxed.

This did not last long, for as soon as the young filly was about to drift off a whirring noise echoed from the far side of the garden. The filly tossed the pillow off her head and sprung up to look out the window. She could make out a soft glow in the distance behind the trees to the far side of the lake. This was all to curious and the light blue filly found herself leaping out of her bed and wrapping herself in her soft white robes given to her by her great aunt for her birthday the other week. She walked softly to the door, being sure to turn the knob as slowly and carefully as possible. The doors hinges let out an almighty creak as it drifted open, the young mare grinding her teeth and only hoping she did not wake anyone else. One cautious step after another, she felt her way through the dark hallway to the stairs. After tripping a couple of times and clumsily banging her head on the coat rack, the filly crept into the main hall, only stopping to grab the flash light from the kitchen on her way out. She gripped the cold metal cylinder in her mouth and crept up to the front door. Gingerly she turned the large decorated knob and slipped through the doorway into the brisk cold air. The breeze instantly sent her spine through her skull and she could feel the light rain dampen her robes. The blue filly was still only too determined to find out what had appeared across the lake. Whether by impulse or just ignorance, she continued to trot down the gravel path and off into the gardens.

The blue filly could very clearly see now, sitting by a small beach tree stood a blue box about four times her own height. It was wood by the looks of it and had a sign above its door that read out “Police public call box”. She had never seen anything like it before. Maybe it was some sort of decoration for the garden, but why would they put it out by the lake? Besides it’s a bit funny looking anyway. The filly shinned her flashlight at the blue box and as the wind blew she saw the door swing slightly ajar. Her curiosity now burned. She had to know what was in there. It had to be what was making that noise. The blue filly soon found herself outside the doorway to the blue box. She reached out a hoof to open it but quickly retracted. Taking one last deep breath, the filly pushed open the wooden door. She blinked rapidly giving her eyes time to adjust to the bright lights inside. Opening her eyes she saw an amazing sight. An enormous room with large coral like pillars reached up to the ceiling, a large clear tube seemed stood in the center with a blinking and indicate console surrounding it. The small filly walked in she could hear the clanking of the grated floor beneath her but she was too busy taking in the sights around her to notice. The room seemed to pulsate with life like it had almost a heartbeat. It was incredible. It was another world inside a small blue box that had just appeared outside her house. If only her parents could see this, but they probably wouldn't believe her in the morning. She honestly didn't care right now. She trotted up to the blinking console and saw the most random display of buttons and knobs, but one seemed to catch her eye. A red lever, nothing special, just a simple lever was just to the left. Curiosity burned in her once again. She could feel herself lifting her hoof and reaching out towards it. The filly rested her hoof on its handle and she had an urge to pull it. She couldn't, she had no idea what would happen if she did.

“It’s called the TARDIS just in case you wanted to know.” said a stallion’s voice from behind her. The light blue filly jolted around, her blue and white mane spun around wildly and the flashlight dropped from her agape mouth. Her eyes widened and she felt her heart stop seeing the brown stallion standing in the doorway. His dark brown mane stuck up at the front and his Cutie mark was in the shape of an hourglass. He wore a long brown trench coat that hung down at his sides over a blue pinstripe suit and a red tie. He simply leaned against the door with a grin on his face, not a sly grin, but a more welcoming grin.

“So-o-o, I-I’m…” the small filly muttered hiding her face behind her mane. The stallion simply smiled and came down to her level.

“It’s okay there. I didn't mean to startle you.” He stepped closer but kept his distance from the small filly. “I’m the Doctor by the way. Do you have a name?” His smile was inviting but it was his eyes that caught the young filly’s attention. They were a sky blue and they seemed to weigh heavy with age. But he seemed young, well for a stallion. The filly brushed her mane off her face and stood up straight, trying not to look to vulnerable.

“Min-Min *cough* Minuette.” The filly struggled to get out. “But most of my friends call me Colgate.”

“Colgate. Interesting. Why do your friends call you that exactly?”

“My mane,” Colgate flicked her main to the side and showed off its colors. The blue was as deep as the ocean and the white streaks where a misty grey. “it kinda looks like toothpaste.” The Doctor chuckled and Colgate couldn't help but manage a smile.

“Well Miss Colgate, what brings you here this fine evening? Shouldn't you be tucked up in bed like a good filly?” Colgate shrugged at the question.

“I heard you from my room. Wait, was that noise you?”

“Probably, well I am sorry to have disturbed you sleep Ms Colgate but I am more than willing to make up for it.” The Doctor rushed to the console and started to fiddle with a few switches. “What’s say one quick trip, aye? Anywhere you want to go just name it and we’ll go.”

“This can travel?”

“Oh yes.”

“And it can go anywhere we want?”

“Oh yes.”

Colgate could feel the excitement well up inside her. She knew that this could all be a dream and she could wake up any second but she desperately wanted to enjoy it before she did. The Doctor leaned against the Console and waited for her answer.

“So Ms Colgate, what is it you wish to see?” Colgate grinned at the Doctor eagerly.

“Everything!” She let out in a gleeful squeak. The Doctors already fixed smile grew as he whizzed around the Console almost instinctively.

“Allons-y!”  He let out before everything burst into life. The room begun to shake wildly and Colgate had to hold on at fear of tumbling around like a barrel. The TARDIS rocked around like a kite in a storm till it finally settled. Colgate let out a deep sigh of relief before wondering ‘What have I gotten myself into? I wonder if my parents have already noticed I've gone.’

“Miss Colgate, step this way please.” The Doctor beckoned her towards the doorway. Colgate picked herself up and galloped towards the door and pressed herself against the wood, unsure whether or not to open it.

“What’s out there?” Colgate knew she wanted to see but didn't know what to expect. Maybe she would just end up back in the garden and not traveled an inch. Maybe he was just crazy.The Doctor quickly galloped to her side.

“Only one way to find out.” The Doctor assured her. Colgate pressed against the door and let it swing open. Bellow them she could see no ground, no floor, only an endless plummet and the fields far below. Her eyes widened as she looked out over the city of Canterlot on the the mountainside. The stars were out in full and the moon shone with glorious light. The city seemed to glow with torch light, and seemed to flicker in the gentle breeze. They were high above the clouds but they had passed by. Colgate sat on the edge of the doorway and peered off into the distance. She could see the faint glow of Ponyville on the horizon. She could make out the floating city in the sky to the far south. Colgate took a deep sigh and simply stared across the land taking it all in.

“The universe has little moments like these. Magical moments where everything comes together in perfect unison to create something spectacular. That’s the fun part of travelling through space looking out for whenever the universe decides to do something wonderful.” The Doctor sat next to Colgate at the doorway and spoke to her. His words were soothing and calm but she had her attention fixed on the view.

“Its beautiful.” Colgate sighed

“There is a lot out there and some of it is just as beautiful if not more. Planets, solar systems, galaxies waiting to be seen, an entire universe wanting just to be admired.” The Doctor took off his jacket and set it on Colgate’s shoulders over her damp robes. In response she leaned in closer on the Doctor shoulder and closed her eyes. She could feel his body warmth and it made her feel at peace, listening to his peculiar heartbeat. The Doctor put an arm around her keeping her close.

“I only wish someday to share it with you.”

The Doctor could feel Colgate’s slow steady breath against his neck. Her mane hung down over his shoulder. Her eyes remained closed, drifting off to sleep. The Doctor wrapped the jacket closer around her and noticed a small twinkling on her flank. Slowly an image of an hourglass appeared near identical to the one on his own flank.

“I wonder what you've been dreaming about, Miss Minuette.”

The Doctor carried her in on his back and set her down on the chairs. He was cautious not to create too much commotion in the flight back home, making sure even the brakes and stabilizers were applied correctly. Opening the doors he carried the sleeping filly across the garden and down the shores of the lake back to her home. The large building was very elegant from the outside but seemed dull and ancient within. The Doctor struggling for a bit on the stair but soon he had the filly set down on her bed. He stretched his now sore back and sat himself down of the chair next to her bedside. Looking at the dusty clock he saw it was getting close to morning. He would let her make up for her lost sleep now. It was probably best not to disturb her once again. The Doctor pondered over their coincidental meeting. He hadn't come to the lake side for any specific reason, he simply felt like some time to unwind. Why had he decided to take this young filly for a quick trip? He didn't have to; he thought he was being polite. The Doctor looked back at the peaceful filly. Colgate’s light blue coat shone as the moon begun to fall behind the trees, her blue and white man spread across her pillow. The Doctor begun to think ‘Why did she decide to check out what had made the noise? Curiosity,’ The Doctor shrugged. “or maybe this was just chance, an off meeting by coincidence.’ The Doctor ran a hoof through her mane which was still silky even after the rain outside; her robes now lay in a crumpled heap at the door.

“Fascinating the TARDIS isn't it. ‘Time and relative dimension in space’, wonderful old girl. I don’t know where I’d be today if it went for her. I stole it, did I tell you that? Well I have now. We took off one day to go see the universe, all its wonderful sights. Sometimes I took others with me. They didn't all make it home unfortunately.” The Doctor peered down to see part of her Cutie mark exposed. “I can’t risk it happening again.”

The Doctor took his hoof away from her mane and set them on the bedside table. He looked hard at Colgate for a minute before talking to her again.

“To many I have lost, more at least than I care to say. I don’t want your name to be added to the many others who have died for me. Never again.” The Doctor shook his head as it lowered further.

“Sometimes though I do get rather lonely.”

The Doctor got up off his chair and set it back by the table. He walked to the door and peered back one last time.

“We may meet again, Miss Minuette, in another time.” With that the Doctor departed.

Colgate opened one eye after noticing his voice had stopped. She sat up on her bed looking out the window. Across the glass like water and by the looming beach trees walked the Doctor towards his blue box. That beautiful blue box.She wanted to run outside before he left, she wanted to go with him, see everything he spoke about. The Doctor stood outside the TARDIS and turned to look at the bedroom window. He waved a hollow goodbye and stepped inside the doors. Colgate knew what came next, the lights whirred into life and the sounds of scrapping pans begun to echo in the trees. Slowly the blue box faded from sight till it was gone. Colgate sunk back into her covers and no sooner did the questions begin to hammer at her brain. ‘What just happened? Did it actually happen at all? Who was the Doctor? Why was he called the Doctor? Doctor Who?’

Only time would tell.