Will the Original Doctor Stand Up Please?

In the once human’s TARDIS Isabell was trying to wake up the Doctor. He had always been a heavy sleeper, and it seems that being turned into a pony, or pegasis didn’t change that fact.

It probably didn’t help that he wasn’t really asleep, he had fainted.

“Doctor, time to wake up. We’ve got an appointment to keep.” She said softely.

No reaction from the Doctor.

“Doctor, you need to get up!” She said, albeit louder.

Murmurings from the light brown pony.

“Doctor!” She nearly yelled right in his ear.

“I’m up! I’m up! What’s the matter?” He shouted, sitting upright so fast that he managed to knock Isabell down the stairs, and out of view.

“Nothing, besides a bruised leg.”

“Oohhh, sorry about that. Besides, where did you think of the brilliant idea of yelling in my ear?”

“I-”

“Doesn’t matter. Can I tell you something Isabell? I just had one heckova dream. I dreamed that we had broken the law of thought and ended up in a magical universe! Isn’t that something else?”

Isabell walked back up the stairs.

“I also dreamed that, you’ll never believe this, that we were turned... into.... ponies...

Oh.”

Oh indeed. Isabell had just walked into the Doctor’s field of view.

“Ya still think that it was a dream?” Isabell said, sarcasm dripping from her words.

“Noooo, not now I don’t.” The Doctor said, trying to absorb the information that his mind was receiving. “May I ask why we are moving?”

“Oh, the other Doctor’s taking us to an underground cave so we can meet face to face, instead of on that small screen. How designed this anyway?”

He skipped the question. “What do you mean taking us to an underground cave? He could be taking us to a governmental facility!” He said frantically.

“Calm down. While you were sleeping, I actually learned something about this planet. The native species are indeed ponies, and they have a pretty good structured government going  on, but they haven’t achieved space travel yet. And that they haven’t made first contact with any alien species, but that’s only due to your alterant’s hard work.”

“Well, I suppose that’s good to hear. But are you sure that he’s taking us where he said he is?” Came the hesitant reply.

“Absolutely. If we’re doubles of each other, that means that I should trust him the same way that I trust you!”

“Isabell, I’m a time-lord, and that makes no sense. Please elaborate a little more.”

“Well, your double-”

Isabell went on about all the Doctor had missed while he was asleep, which was surprisingly a lot.

And the two traveller were completely unaware of the trouble that they were causing the other ponies in the other blue police box.

//{0}\

    “Doctor!” Yelled Twilight.

“Yes, I know there’s a problem! Now just let me fix it!”

Yes indeed there was a problem. The TARDIS was shooting sparks out of center console, horribly loud noises were being made by the center.... thing that goes up and down, and a fire had somehow managed to break out on the sofa.

“What’s gone wrong now? What did you do this time!” Twilight shouted over the noise.

Now, to be fair, most of the time it was his fault, but Twilight had jumped the gun on this one.

“Why is everything always my fault? It’s not like you’ve never done anything wrong.” He yelled back, trying to find out what was wrong among the millions of buttons and screens on the console. A feat made even harder than usual with all the chaos going on.

“Then what’s the matter with the TARDIS!”

“I don’t know! Give me a minute! Oh, nevermind about the minute part. What I’m seeing is that.... what?”

“Doctor, tell me why we’re exploding all of the sudden!”

“The other TARDIS is pulling us off course! We can’t compete with the other engine! But I can do this!”

And with those words, he flipped a couple of switches, pushed several buttons, and, with a flourish, slammed a switch back into it’s cradle.

    The exploding stopped.

Stopping to catch her breath, Twilight glared at the Doctor, breathing heavily. The Doctor actually noticed the glare, which is almost unheard of.

“Don’t give me that look, Miss. Twilight Sparkle. I was simply a victim of circumstances.” He said, acting shocked.

“Fine. I’ll give you that. But the part about the other TARDIS pulling us off course. I thought that they were exactly identical?”

“They are... Why?”

“Then why is it stronger than us?” Asked Twilight.

“Oh. That. You see, the time-space vortex is like a whirlpool. We can go with or against the current whenever we want because we have a very powerful engine. Butttt, whenever we get an equally powerfull engine pulling in the opposite direction-” He faded off, to give Twilight the opportunity to jump in.

“-Then the two go in the direction of the metaphorical current?”

“Exactly!” He said, happy that someone else got it.

“Can you tell where we’re headed?”

“Maybe.” He goes off to the main screen. All it currently showed was static. “Thats strange. It’s never done that before. Must be the other TARDIS messing with the Inter-Universal locator.”

“Hows that?” Came the question.

“Well, they’re both operating on the same wavelength, and we’re getting feedback from each other.” The Doctor explained.

A low tuned ‘thud’ resounded throughout the TARDIS.

“Not that it matters, we can just check outside! The atmospheric reader is still working, so that’s okay.” He broke off, humming something. “Ah! Yes, it appears that the gaseous mixture of gases is tolerable. It might smell a little like rotten eggs, but that’s about it.”

He turned and started to trot down to the doors, whistling that same song he had been humming earlier. Twilight was sure that she had heard it before, yet she was positive that it was unlike anything else.

Shrugging as only a pony could, she sighed, and started after the Doctor. Such were the things that happened when a time-lord was around.

    And as soon as nopony was around to see it, the screen flickered, and settled on a planet. One so very far away from Equestria. One that was simply designated X3-42.

Others called it Infernum.

At least, those that managed to survive.

//{0}\

    The doors opened, blasting Isabell and the Doctor with hot, gritty air that smelled of sulfur. Isabell glanced around and stated the obvious.

“This isn’t a cave.” she said, puzzlement creeping into her voice.

    Her puzzlement was short lived, as her attention was captured by two ponies, looking remarkably like her and her Doctor, coming towards them, with a blue box behind them.

“ ‘Ello, there!”