Written In Derp

   "NOOOO!!!!" yelled the Doctor as he ran, swatting at the scaly pests to make them fly away (which surprisingly worked). He reached his partner. He saw the damage up close and nearly had to look away. The side of her chest had been gashed gruesomely and she wasn't breathing. Her mangled body didn't move an inch. A crowd began to gather around her body. The Doctor commanded them to stay away as he thought of something to do. The thought came to his mind to perform CPR, so he instinctively tried it. He began pushing down on her sternum with his front hooves, counting to fifteen. He then braced himself and put his lips over hers, plugging her nose, and breathing into her mouth. It seemed to be working, as her chest began to slowly move up and down, but the Doctor didn't notice. He had just repeated the thrusts and was now in the "kiss of life" phase.

   Derpy's eyes fluttered open and wider so when she was surprised to see what appeared to be the Doctor putting the moves on her. She blushed, but didn't say a word, wanting this to last for as long as possible. He finally lifted his head to see that her eyes were open and she was smiling at him. He blushed and began sweating.

   "How long have you been awake?" he asked nervously.

   "Long enough to know that what you were doing WASN'T for medicinal purposes." she giggled.

   "Stop it. You're embarrassing me." he said shyly. He looked around and realized that most of the crowd was cheering and displaying their own affection. "Ahem. Go back to your homes, nothing to see here!"

   "That's bull! I saw those weird flying things! Those aren't any gryphons I've ever seen! Last time I checked, gryphons didn't have scales! I'm so happy for you! Who was phone?" shouted the crowd overlappingly.

   "Just return to your homes for now! We will have your answers later!" yelled Clover, winking at the Doctor. The Doctor returned with a salute, grabbed Derpy, and slinked away into the coffee shop.

   "Wait! Doctor!" yelled a voice behind him. He turned only to see the three ponies he interrogated! "We wanna help you! We know what you do." said Reeses.

   "You have no idea what I do." rebuttled the Doctor.

   "Yes, we do. You're a Time Lord--" said Rocket. Doc quickly put a hoof over Rocket's mouth, suppressing his outrageous, but veracious accusation.

   "How do you know me?" he asked.

   "We live on the same street. And I saw your Sonic Screwdriver." said Rocket.

   "Oh. We do?"

   "Yea, Derpy and I go out for coffee and muffins in the morning. She hasn't told you?" asked Rocket.

   The Doctor thought a bit. "OH! YOU'RE THAT GUY!!! I remember now! You two went to high school together."

   "Yep, that's me. I'm that guy."

   "But, how do you know about Time Lords?"

   "I read a book."

   "Oh. It must've been Twilight. Why does she have so many books? And on unnecessary topics like Time Lords!?"

   "What you call unnecessary I call fascinating."

   "One might think. It's not all it's cracked up to be once you come along with me. Someone always dies and I can't save them all. It's all routine to me now."

   "There must still be some fun there. You're flying through the stars in a box for crying out loud! You're controlling time!"

   "Tons of it. Just not enough to actually want to. Don't even think about coming with me."

   "Well now I am!"

   "THE ANSWER IS NO! That goes for all of you!" shouted Doc. The room shifted into an eerie silence.

   "Fine." said Rocket after a bit. "I hope you do good, for the world's sake. Come on, comrades." They walked off wordlessly.

   The Doctor looked on without batting an eyelash out of sympathy. He felt justified in the way he treated the situation. It was better he scold them than they get blown up or fall off a cliff due to him letting them tag along.