Doctor Whooves: New Genesis

by kofiddleboy

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Random, Adventure, Crossover, Alternate Universe, Romance
Length: 4241

An ordinary pony finds a not-so-ordinary blue box. What happens next is definitely not normal. A tale of love, death, adventure, wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, and lots of Michael Bay 'Splosions.

An ordinary pony finds a not-so-ordinary blue box. What happens next is definitely not normal. A tale of love, death, adventure, wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, and lots of Michael Bay 'Splosions. I'm re-writing this chapter by chapter, so don't be alarmed if some of the later chapters are terrible. I'm getting to them!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-11-07 20:47:17 UTC

Chapter One: Love. Redefined. Alot.

*AUTHOR'S NOTE* I'm working on combining all the chapters, and re writing them because the writing is terrible. I wrote this on like 20 minutes of sleep.

POV: Time Turner

My name is Time Turner-- well, it was, until about 26 minutes ago.

Yeah. I know.

I’ll get to that later. for now, let me go back, way way way back to the long 26 minutes ago.

Feels like a lifetime.

I was standing across the street from the parking lot, holding my pfone (© Pear computers) up to my head with my hoof. (I didn’t realize how impossible this was until later)

“Yes, I am. I’m looking at it right now. There’s no purple unicorn jumping up and down on the roof of her cart. You’re at Johnson park, right?” I said, quite contemptuously. I glanced across the parking lot. Nothing there. A long pause ensued.

“Twilight! You said Johnson. How do you confuse Johnson and Donaldson? No, you said Johnson. JOHNSON!” I turned around in disbelief, my eyes wide with semi-sarcastic intrigue. Yet another riot of silence befell the peanut gallery.

I looked across the parking lot again.

There was a strange looking blue box sitting on the other side that looked strangely majestic while being ridiculously out of place.

I kept the phone up to my ear as I slowly made my way over to the box.

Hmm.

The door was open by just barely a centimeter. Looking down, I saw a small twig was stuck in the door. Someone must have tried to close it, but not checked too carefully. I nudged it open with my nose, with Twilight still rambling on in my ear about how I never pay attention to things, like when OTHER PONIES ARE TALK--

Her voice stopped. Not very in-character. I looked down at the phone. Lost the signal? But all I did was move my head towards the doorway. Looking down once more, I moved the phone and inch to the left, outside the doorway. Three bars. Back in. No signal.

“What kind of place is--” I looked up. “...This...oh wow.”

I dropped my phone. It was massive. Huge. It was cavernous inside. I backed out and took a walk around it. Small on the outside, bigger on the inside. Okay, what? I walked in. there was a short path of riveted metal, with ottomans on it, slanting up to a big, black tunnel. it was only about 10 feet long. I walked through it. There was a huge chamber inside, with a large, upside-down cone in the middle, like a control panel. It was covered with levers and buttons and dials and knobs and hatches....

.....and muffins....

“Ooh! Muffins!”

There were three strange clear, glass, round seats hanging from the ceiling. Also hanging from said ceiling was a strange metal head-shaped thingy. With a stopwatch in the middle of it. I turned away from it, and poked at the console. It swiveled. I jumped back, my head landing squarely in the head thing.

“HOLY SHIT THERE’S A SPIDER ON MY HEAD GETTIT OFF GETTIT OFF” I screamed, almost hysterical. My hoof shot forward, hitting the console again. But this time I hit a lever or a button or something. It made a strange noise, and I felt a strange tingling in my head and chest. The head thing seemed like it was wiggling and then, suddenly there was a huge, surging pain all over my body. The head thing sparked. I screamed in pain.

Oh, how I screamed.

***

POV: Ditzy Doo

I was just sitting here in the Crystal Empire when I heard the sound of wind rushing over a field. Then again. And again. I looked over, and a strange blue box appeared farther down the street. Just appearing there, like it had any right to! just fading in, out, in, out, until it finally solidified with a metallic thhuuudddddddddddd. And the last pony I had ever expected to see just came swaggering out. Time Turner.

Okay, I was definitely blushing. I felt my heart beat faster. Faster and faster. My cheeks were as red as Pinkie Pie’s Hair. Well, that’s pink, but whatever. I didn't care. I turned my head sideways a bit so he wouldn’t see my obvious emotional overwhelment. I looked up, and he was suddenly right in front of me. I blushed harder. My face looked like a cherry lollipop. I could feel myself leaning forward, almost subconsciously. He could probably feel my heart beating, faster and faster, like it wanted to jump out of my chest and run a 5K.

“Hello, Ditzy!”

His voice sounded soothing, almost like my mother’s.

God, I miss her so...

“umm...h-hi.”

My voice was so strained he probably thought I had laryngitis or something. I leaned a tiny bit closer. Suddenly, I heard a slight sort of crackle from his general direction. His head snapped back, then he bent it down and put his hoof on the back of his neck.

Our noses were touching.

I leaned a bit further in. His head popped back up.

“Sorry about that. Just a bit of residual chameleon arch energy. Should disperse soon.”

“Your voice....it sounds di-different.” I faltered. I felt like such a failure.

I don’t think he noticed.

He seemed distracted, like his brains had been rearranged and he was still trying to figure out where his head was.

“Ah, yes.” he said. “Gallifreyan accent. Oh, and my name’s The Doctor now.”

“Doctor who?”

“Just The Doctor.”

“The Doctor.”

“Yep, that’s me!”

We hadn’t spoken much, so I really didn’t have any problems with accepting ‘The Doctor’. Strangely enough, I could see a hint of sadness behind his eyes, masked by his overall playful banter. He seemed....older. Like he had all of existence in his head, but didn’t think it was cool.

God, how I loved him.

“Okay, I’ve got about two to three hours before my TARDIS engines finish absorbing the excess huon energy and I can leave again.” he said, almost casually, like I was supposed to know what that means.

Okay, I have a PHD in particle physics. But still, what? Huons haven’t existed for trillions of years. So how.....?

I stopped thinking as I looked into his eyes again. Oh my god, he was so incredibly amazing I could barely contain myself. My heart started pounding again, like a car engine with a blown gasket. I blushed again. I think the Doctor noticed a bit this time, his hoof still on the back of his neck.

“So...what’s with the blue box?” I asked, trying to hide my blatantly reddening cheeks.

“Oh, yes. That’s called a TARDIS.”

Chapter Two: OMG TARDIS

So there I was.

Screaming.

In the big blue bo--Tardis. It’s called a TARDIS. How did I...

My head was on frickin’ fire. I clasped my hooves on the head thing--no, Chameleon Arch. What?! How the hell did I know tha------AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I stopped thinking and just screamed. I couldn’t stop screaming. It just burned. My head felt like it was going to explode. I could feel the synapses firing in my brain. I continued screaming. I grasped the chameleon arch again, trying desperately to wrench it off of my head. It was stuck, like it was fused to my head. Oh, how it BURNED. My brain was suddenly flooded with information about the Kasterborous belt, Gallifrey, Mondas, The Daleks, The Time Lords, the last great time war, and every other possible piece of information (useful or not) forcefully elbowed its way into my brain after it kicked down my doors.

God, it’s scary how smart I am.

I could hear a sizzling or a steaming or something from behind my head. It was hard to tell over the sound of my screaming. I stopped to take a breath for the first time, but only for a millisecond. Then I went back to screaming in agony.

Suddenly, it just stopped.

I was kind of limp at this point, and I was only standing up because the arch was holding me up. It just let go. I fell snout first onto the hardwood floor, panting and wheezing. I felt a pounding in my chest. Two hearts. That’s new. And a pounding in my head.

Okay, here’s what just happened.

The last time the original Doctor used the fob watch (the stopwatch) it changed his physiology. Then, it changed him back but not before leaving some residual spatial huon particulates inside the chameleon arch.

And it turned me into a time lord.

I know, Time lord, Time Turner. Who didn’t see that coming, right?

So aaaaaaaany way, I looked around and, seeing as I was now the Doctor I figured the first one would be coming back soon. So I grabbed a chunk of TARDIS (it looks a bit like a chicken wing) and ran out of the TARDIS.

Now, I needed a place to grow my TARDIS. Somewhere full of temporeal energy, an extremely complicated constant throughout time and space that thousands of people take part in.

I walked over to the cricket field and through the chunk in. There was a tremendous burst of brilliant blue light. when it faded, all that was left was a huge pile of sand. I was holding a key in my hoof. I don’t know how, it was just there. probably some kind of interdimensional transference. Ooh, didn’t know that before. The watch must not be finished. I felt a burst of electricity run through my skull. My head snapped back, and information flooded me, just for a second. The cybermen, the zygons, the silurians, the sontarans.... Oh, and I’ve grown rather fond of that blue box (since when?) and now...

ZZZTT

....Apparently bow ties are cool. ...Okay....

Chapter Three: Hello, there!

So there.

The pile.

Of sand.

I walked up to it.

“What do I...”

ZZZTTTTT

“Oh.”

I stuck the key in the top and turned. The pile opened, and a hatchway appeared. There was a hole going straight down.

ZZT

“YOLO”, I thought to myself.

With a British accent.

ZZT

No, Gallifreyan. A Gallifreyan accent.

I jumped, landing on a cushion of compressed air, in the same TARDIS design I had just left. I still liked the box (apparently) so I galloped up to the controls and started pushing things. I landed in the 1960’s, and sure enough, it was disguised as a phone box. I climbed down to the underside of the platform and pulled open the box labeled

I pulled the box open. There were two wires leading into the box, connected by what looked like a USB 2.0 plug. I pulled them apart with my hooves. They seemed to be stuck together by a clip. I worked it open with my hoof, and the wires finally came apart with a bit of a spark. I closed the box.

I hoisted myself back up to the control room. I plopped down into one of the chairs.

Ooh. Quite comfy.

I felt like just falling asleep in the chair. It swayed back and forth, reminding me of when I was a little filly. I thought of Equestria, of Ponyville, of Canterlot.....

I fell asleep, my head sliding down onto the top of the cushion. I suppose I would have looked quite strange, hanging from the ceiling like that.

I woke up, startled by some noises the TARDIS was making.

ZZZTTTTTT

Ooh. The TARDIS is a girl.

And sexy.

Wait, what? Where did that come from?

Oh. Right.

I looked at the monitor on the console.

“Oh no, the feedback is not feeding back into the feedback loop.” I mumbled to myself, unwittingly referencing SG-1.

I forgot to close the engine circuit bypass, so I grabbed a few levers and reversed the polarity of the neutron flow. I soon realized that the engines needed to be charged, so I flew the TARDIS to a rift in time, to soak up excess radiation to charge the engines.

I landed in the Crystal Empire.

I stepped out.

ZZZTTT

The TARDIS would need about 2 hours to charge up, seeing as this is the first time it has. I stepped out of the TARDIS, and I saw Ditzy Doo out of the corner of my eye, and I could have sworn she was blushing.....

Chapter six: The bowling alley

POV: Sublight

I was standing. In the TARDIS.

I was the happiest unicorn in all of Equestria.

“Oh my god. This is SO cool!” I could barely contain my excitement.

Seriously. I was feeling the aster.

IN THE TARDIS HA HA

So anyway, Ditzy took a brief look around, and jumped backwards.

She did a lap around the TARDIS. Everyone does a lap around the TARDIS. She got back around to the front, and it was only then that I noticed her eyes.

They looked kinda.....derpy. She walked back inside.

“Don't worry, inter-dimensional transference. It's completely normal.” Said the Doctor. Almost casually. Ditzy stepped further inside. She walked through the short, black tunnel going into the control room. I followed. I walked up to the control panel, Ditzy right behind. I poked it and it turned.

“You've got a spinny console thingy.” I said, turning around to face the Doctor.

“Yep. It's a thing. Ponies don't question things, they just look at it and go 'oh, it's a thing'.”

Ditzy walked up to the console. There were lots of blinky lights on it.

“It's sitting on top of a rift in time and space. There's energy leaking out of it, unnoticeable by any living life form,” The doctor said, walking up to the console and slapping a hoof on the controls. “Except the TARDIS. I have to land every now and then, to open up the engines and soak up the residual radiation. So we've got about two hours before we can take off.”

“There's a bowling alley around here.” I said, almost jokingly.

I think Ditzy tried to give me the eye.

We stepped out onto the street. I think Ditzy had already grown accustomed to the Doctor's wierdness.

We bowled for about an hour, then we got lost. About twenty minutes later, we found the TARDIS and got accustomed with the insides. There are sleeping quarters, a mess hall, even a whole building-sized room containing every video game in existence.

The library even has a swimming pool in it.

The TARDIS was ready to take off. The Doctor had a glint in his eyes, like he got a kick out of flying it. He pushed buttons. He flipped switches. He pushed levers. The TARDIS started wooshing. Everything started shaking and rumbling.

“I—Is that supposed to be happening?” Asked Ditzy, tentatively.

“Yes it is! Ha! I'm in the TARDIS!” I practically screamed.

After all, I was in the TARDIS. The TARDIS! This is so cool! TARDIS! TARDIS! I loved the sound of even just the word TARDIS!

Well, the acronym. There was a loud gong, and the TARDIS thunked to a stop. Ditzy was about to open the doors, but the Doctor stopped her.

“Do you hear that?” He asked.

“What?” Ditzy looked a bit frightened.

“That noise.” I said.

There was a rhythmic, metallic pounding, followed by a hissing, then another. And not just one. I could hear dozens, possibly hundreds of them.

“What is that?” Ditzy looked terrified, like she recognized them.

“We're in Manehatten. But that means....... no. No, no, no! This is not happening again.” The Doctor looked desperate. I had to see for myself. I wrenched the door open, Ditzy's eyes starting to fill with tears.

We were on 42nd street.

And it was lined with cyberponies.

Hundreds and hundreds of cyberponies.

Chapter Seven: Rise of the Cyberponies

POV: Ditzy Doo

They lined the streets like water, a shimmering river of solid steel.

“No. No, not them. Anything but them!” I whimpered, backing up slightly.

“Wait, you've seen them before?” Sublight asked, his eyes still glued to the street.

I thought back to Fillydelphia. I gulped.

“Yeah.”

The cyberpony nearest to us lifted up its right hoof and hit a button on its chest. A hatch opened in its arm and a laser popped out. Sublight yelped, and the Doctor slammed the TARDIS doors closed, latching them. Through the door, a droning voice said,

“You will be assimilated.”

Another.

“Delete. Delete. Delete.”

And another.

“You are the Doctor. You are an enemy of the cyberponies. You will be deleted.”

Sounds of the cyberponies firing against the outside reverberated all around me. I wanted to crawl into one of the ottomans on the side of the walkway and hide. I put my hooves over my ears and shut my eyes. Suddenly, the whole chamber was filled with a loud groaning, like stressed metal. The Doctor ran up to the console, grabbing it and spinning it until the screen mounted on it was facing him.

“Teleport! They're beaming us onboard!”

More beeping.

“Oh, that's bad.”. He pulled out a sort of tube like thing. I asked him what it was.

“Screwdriver! Sonic screwdriver!” He pointed it at the console, and looked at the screen. “They have an electron triboscope!” He hit the console with a mallet that was hanging from it. He then pulled out what looked like a curved boogie board with blinking lights on it, wired up to a system under the main console. Sublight looked like he had gotten electrocuted.

“No way. A tribo-physical, macro-kinetic, wave-from extrapolator?”

“Exactly!”

I looked between them. Then to the 'extrapolator'.

“What does it do?” I asked gingerly.

“It essentially shrouds us in a force-field-- SHHOOOM!” Sublight waved his hooves in a circle around him, “protecting us from nearly anything if we have enough power.” Then the Doctor chimed in.

“And since the TARDIS has no other kind of external shielding other than the doors, this is all that stops them from using their tribscope to force their way in here.”

“And delete us?”

“And delete us.”

I eyed the extrapolator, really hoping that it didn't break. The Doctor grabbed the console again.

“I can't hold it! Their teleporter is gonna beam us!” I looked out the window. A blue light started shimmering around the TARDIS, and the whole outside world started to stretch and grow smaller. I looked back at the Doctor. He was standing, mallet in hand, over the console, looking a bit bouncy. The glass thing in the center tube shot upwards. He lunged forward, and with a yelp, smashed the mallet down on the console. The TARDIS made a loud banging noise, and everything started shaking. Suddenly, we were all thrown to the right.

“Ha! I managed to shift it! We're only about 30 feet to the left, in a hallway of some sort on their ship. They'll realize soon, and the extrapolator won't be able to stop the triboscope for long! It's now or never!” The Doctor yelled, worryingly charismatic. Sublight yanked the doors open and sprinted out, turning back after a few paces.

I turned to the Doctor, and with a light kiss on the cheek, I turned and followed Sublight out.

The hallway in front of us went forward for about twenty feet, then turned left. There was another hallway going right starting right next to the TARDIS, but Sublight was already halfway down the one in front of me, and I didn't want to lose him. I galloped up, and almost ran straight into his flank as he backed up, rather quickly, and sprinted back. I glanced around the corner for a split second only to see a dozen or so cyberponies marching forward with their hooves extended.

I ran too.

The Doctor came out of the TARDIS just as Sublight ran past. He glanced at me.

His cheeks were red. He was blushing.

Are guys even supposed to do that?

He nodded to the hallway behind me.

“Cyberponies?”

“Yepperz!”

I ran past, the Doctor right on my hooves. We got down the hallway, then came to an intersection. Left or right?

We ran to the electrical panel on the left. The Doctor pulled out his screwdriver, and with a whirr, slammed a bulkhead behind us. Sublight slumped against a wall, panting. I looked at the Doctor, his cheeks still as red as mine when we met at the crystal empire. He walked up to me, and looked me in the eyes.

I leaned forward, and he kissed me on the lips. They closed. He put a hoof on the back of my neck and pulled me close to him, evicting a slight moan from the back of my throat.

I heard a clopping of hooves.

“Not to interrupt or anything, but we're kind of being hunted by evil death robots.”

We slowly pulled our mouths apart. I opened my eyes slowly, his forehead still touching mine. Our muzzles were still just barely not touching, his hoof still on my neck. I was the first to break the silence.

“He's kind of right.”

His eyes sparkled with a devilish glint, and he nodded his head behind me. Turning, I saw the shadows of cyberponies. I heard a loud pinging noise, and I turned to see Sublight with his horn thrust forward. A brilliant white light was shining from the top of it. I quickly got out of the way as the cyberponies got around the corner. Sublight leaned forward, and a huge blue burst shot out of his horn, a light blue swirl encompassing it. It reached the first row and split, jumping from one to the next until they were all screaming robotically and thunking to the ground. He stopped and, panting, said,

“Run.”

We ran, past the bulkhead that was slowly beginning to creak open. Behind us, a new wave of cyberponies marched over the dead, broken bodies of their predecessors. Brilliant arcs of red split the air above us as the cyberponies pounded their chests and attempted to delete the hostile elements. We reached a right turn at the end of the hallway, bolts of energy cascading above our heads as we skidded around the corner, not even stopping for breath as we rounded it, continuing to gallop down the next hallway, wherever it might lead.

As it turns out, it lead to the chamber we had been beamed up to in the first place.

We burst through the doors, only to be faced by a cybercontroller and two other cyberponies, in the middle of a chamber full of them. We turned, heard the footsteps, saw the lasers and turned again. Everypony in the room other than us hit their chests and stuck a hoof out.

“delete. Delete. DELETE.”

Chapter Five: The Happiest Pegasus

“...Tardis? Does that stand for something?”

I was very confuzzled.

“Time and Relative Dimensions in Space.”

“Oh. I see.” I paused. “No, I don’t. What?”

“Time and Relative Dimensions in Space. It can travel in time, space, and it can fly, too.” His voice got kind of fuzzy at the end, like he was grinning.

“TIME MACHINE?”

“eee-yup. Time machine.”

Okay, now I thought he was even more awesome than before.

‘CAUSE HE HAS A FRICKIN TIME MACHINE

“Soooo.....” The doctor kind of shuffled his hooves, swaying a bit uncertainly.

I wondered what could be inside that box. How could there be engines inside there with room for him?

“What's there to do around here?” He asked.

Oh, god. My heart fluttered a bit.

“Not much.”

I was halfway through ‘except maybe the bowling alley’ when there was a loud VOORP from behind me.

I spun around.

There was a strange looking male unicorn standing behind me. He had a blue coat, a jet-black mane and tail, a suit jacket-esque design on his chest, and a strange, long brown armband with a blue, oval-shaped screen in the middle on his right leg. His cutie mark was one of those wristbands.

“He has a vortex manipulator. How does he have a vortex manipulator?” Now the Doctor looked confuzzled.

“A what?”

“That thing on his leg. It's a sort of teleportation device used by time agents in the 51st century. They travel in time, but they do cause migraines from time to time.”

The unicorn noticed us. He walked over.

“Hello, there. I'm Sublight. Captain Sublight. And you are?”

“The Doctor.”

The unicorn looked shocked, his eyes widening a little.

“The Doctor?”

“That's me!”

He seemed so cheery, it almost completely masked his eyes for a split second.

Almost.

Sublight turned to me.

“And you must be...Rose?”

“Ditzy. Ditzy Doo.”

I looked into the doctor's eyes. I sort of lost myself, I almost didn't hear Sublight.

“OH. MY. GOD. Is that a TARDIS?” Sublight seemed like he was fangirling. We walked towards it, while Sublight ranted about the 51st century, the time agents, and anything else that seemed to cross his mind. He told me how the doctor became a legend. The doctor explained how he wasn't the original doctor, but how he was technically the same person.

We got back to the TARDIS.

The doctor snapped his hoof (what?) and the doors opened.

There was an orange glow from inside. I peeked inside.

IT. WAS. MASSIVE.

I walked in.

“wwwwoooooaaaaahhhhhhhhh......” Sublight and I both said.

I was standing 20 paces inside a box 3 paces wide.

I was the happiest Pegasus in all of Equestria.