Heartstrings of The Doctor

A sound disturbed the peaceful aura of the park. Lyra's ears perked up. It was interesting, she could've sworn she heard it before. It intrigued her, to the point where she simply had to find out where it was from. She stood up off her bench, closed her journal, and walked off toward the noise.

Its almost like a whirring, but more.. I dunno.. Timey? She thought to herself, Nah, that doesn't even make sense. How can something be timey?

She progressed further in the park, making it to the edge toward the Everfree when the noise ceased. Around the perimeter of the forest, she noticed a brown stallion franticly looking around for something. His eyes locked onto hers and he quickly ran up to her.

"Excuse me miss, but do you have anything planned for the next couple days, by any chance?" There was a tone of panic in his speech.

"No, wh-"

"Brilliant. Could I get you to follow me, miss.." He stretched the last syllable of miss, turning it into a question.

"Why should I tell you exactly? For all I know you could be some rapist," Lyra tilted her head. This was happening rather fast than what she was used to.

"I guess I could spare five minutes or so for an explanation," he sighed. "First of all, I am not a rapist. Those beings are the lowest of the low. I am The Doctor. I'm the last of my kind. I'm not from here, I am a time lord, I travel through time in space in a ship called a TARDIS which is stuck as a police box. Following so far?" A smile played on his lips, he hadn't been able to explain anything in a while, he almost forgot the feeling of discovery and the expression of understanding in his companions.

"Perfectly. I am Lyra. I am also not a rapist, although I agree with you on that one. I am from here, however. I am an anthropologist and I usually travel by walking. Following so far?" She grinned. A light breeze blew through the park, moving leaves and rustling up her mane. Something clicked together in her mind, like some puzzle pieces fitting together to form a vital part of the puzzle.

"Perfectly, now this is the interesting part, Lyra. This is the scary and interesting part."

"Wait.. Hold on hold on.. Is it interesting?"

He nodded. "Yes, and scary. And please, try not to joke around right now. This is of upmost importance. You see, there are these things called weeping angels," He began to lower his voice a little, making Lyra lean a little closer towards him so that she could hear.

"They look like statues, at least, while someone is looking at them. But as soon as you turn away.." He clapped his hooves together.

"BAM!" Lyra let out a little squeak of surprise and jumped back. "They move. Closer. And closer. And closer.. Until finally, they touch you, sending you back in time. You live from there and they feast upon the possible energy you could've had. Now, that's just put in a way you could understand."

"And what are we doing with these things?" Lyra asked cautiously.

"So you'll help me then."

"Of course I will!" She chirped. " This seems like the best thing I will do in my lifetime, if not the last."

"I'll make sure it won't be your last. Although, I can't help the fact that it will be the best," he winked. "Anyhow, something happened and now all of the statues in Canterlot gardens are turning into angels. I need someone to help me, because facing a swarm of angels is hard, seeing as your back is always turned on one. You'll be there to accompany me, if that's all right with you, Ms. Heartstrings."

Lyra took a couple steps back. "How'd you know about Heartstrings? I didn't tell you about that," she cautiously looked around. " Do you read minds too?"

"Not at all, I just read your name off your journal right there," he motioned to the bright green book lying on the ground beside her. "I can do that, right?"

"O-oh.." She let out a giggle. "Of course. Now, where is your ship? The TARDIS? C'mon!"

"Aren't you excited?" He smiled. "Its right over there, behind those bushes." He motioned to a police box mildly poking out from behind some shrubbery.

"Well, let's go then!" She trotted off towards it, The Doctor running up from behind her, and unlocking the door, before opening it and motioning for her to go in.

"After you, Ms. Heartstrings."

"Why thank you, Doctor," she walked in and looked around. "Whoah, its.."

"Bigger on the inside, yes."

"I was going more for awesome looking, but that one works too," Lyra grinned and began walking around in it, checking out every corridor, every panel, every chest, with the Doctor closely following her to make sure she wouldn't break anything.

"Now, Lyra, whenever you are ready to go, I'll lead you back to the main room so that you can see how my TARDIS flies," he smiled.

"Ok, how about now then?"

"Aren't you an impatient one?" He teased. "Sure thing." He led her back to the main room and began to pull levers and push buttons, until the same noise Lyra heard earlier came back.

"Hey, Lyra, you are taking all of this really well. Are you used to this kind of thing?"

That caught her off guard. "Um.. Yeah.. I'm used to that kind of thing.. Ha.. Haha.."

A couple seconds passed of the Doctor staring at her, one hoof on a lever, waiting for the actual answer, while Lyra looked around nervously, trying to get out of answering until finally she burst.

"I'VE WATCHED DOCTOR WHO!" She shouted.

"YOU'VE WHAT!?" The lever the Doctor was holding onto broke, sending the TARDIS haywire.

"This is bad.. This is really bad!" He ran to a screen. "No, this is really, really bad! Brace yourself Lyra!"