The Weeping Gardens

The TARDIS materializes in the center of Twilight's Library, and the Doctor and Derpy rush out. "We need to get the Elements of Harmony, and... Someone willing to be touched by an Angel..." The Doctor goes quite as they rush to the Hospital. Twilight and Fluttershy should be okay by now.

They reach the Hospital, and rush in, passing the desk worker. "Sorry, emergency!" Derpy says as they run past. "Okay, Twilight and Fluttershy are in room number..." The Doctor says as he stops and #390, and pulls out his Screwdriver and opens the door.

"Get up, mares, we're getting you outta here!"

The Doctor gets some weird looks from two random mares they have never met before.

"Whoops... Sorry..." The Doctor grabs Derpy and they slowly back out, closing the door behind them. "That's weird, they should be in there... Where'd they go?" The Doctor ponders for a moment before heading back down to the front desk.

"You need to get a visitors pass!"

The Doctor waves a hoof and shuts her up. "Two mares, one purple an one yellow. One a bookworm and the other very timid. Twilight Sparkle and Fluttershy. Where are they?"

"I-I- They checked out a few minutes ago!"

"Did they tell you where they were going?"

"No!"

"Thank you for cooperating. Now, goodbye. Let's go, Derpy." The two ponies walk out, heading back into the Library. The Doctor and Derpy sit in silence, thinking about ideas.

"I'll do it."

"What?"

"The Paradox. I'll do it."

"Derpy- No! No, no, no, no, no! Y-You can't! I'm not losing another friend to them! I've lost Amy and Rory, I'm not losing you!"

"Doctor... I've made my decision. How are we going to do it?"

"The Angels will send you back in time. You'll become Time-Locked, so I won't be able to come and get you with the TARDIS."

"Is there some other time-travel device?"

"Time Vortex Manipulator, though they're the work of Time-Agents from my universe. We can't get them here." The Doctor's voice is shaking a little, enough where it almost sounds like a whimper, like when he Regenerated from his tenth body to his eleventh.

"So... How are we going to do it?"

"... I... I could check if there's a small hole in the Void between dimensions, if there is, then I could contact my friends, Captain Jack Harkness, or my wife, River Song."

"Wife?"

"Yeah. Anyway, let's go."

The TARDIS controls shudder as the Doctor walks in. "Old thing's about to break. I'll have to find the manual... That I threw into a black hole..." The Doctor face-hoofs, and walks to the console. "Derpy, place your hoof on that pedal there, and pull that lever."

"And I'll spin this spinney thingy, and pull this pulley thingy, and... That should do it!"

The TARDIS whirrs, and an image of the Time Vortex is shown. "The hole in the Void is left over from when My friend, Rose Tyler, and I fought the Daleks and Cybermen, who were fighting each other. This hole, is what could save us from the Angels!"

The Doctor slams his hoof on a big red button, and a screen pops out from the TARDIS console. "Computer, show me... Captain Jack Harkness of Torchwood Three." The Screen beeps for a little, then a man with light skin and black hair appears on the screen.

"Who is this? UNIT? The United Nations?"

"Hello, Jack."

"Who are you?" The man hits his screen, and his eyes go wide. "A... Pony.... Gwen? Is this some kind of joke?"

"Jack it's me. The Doctor. I'm trapped in this Universe full of ponies, and now, I'm a pony. See?" The Doctor smiles merrily and waves a hoof in front of his face. "Anyway, Derpy, get over here! Come meet Jack!" Derpy walks over to the Doctor, who hugs her.

"Anyway, we need some help. Could you send a spare Time Vortex Manipulator over through a hole in the Void?"

"Sure... Are you sure your the Doctor?"

"Yes. Tell him, Derpy!"

"He appeared one day in this blue box, saved me from Living Plastic, and now, I'm his companion, he calls himself the Doctor, I call him the Doctor, he's the Doctor."

"Okay. The Manipulator should be there in a few minutes. See you soon, Doctor."

"Hopefully, Jack. Hopefully..." The screen turns off.