The day started out like any other day, the sun rose into the sky over Equestria. The land of unnaturally happy ponies began the day. Rich unicorns in Canterlot attended fashion shows, noses upturned and their air of snobbishness unabating. The earth ponies in Pittsburgh began the long haul to the steel mills, for a long day of grueling labor. The pegasi in Cloudsdale began their flight to the Cloudsdale Weather Factory to begin the distribution of weather all over Equestria.
And the ponies of Ponyville ran for cover after hearing the most terrifying sound the town has ever heard, even more terrifying than the return of Nightmare Moon and Discord combined. It was the sound of three little fillies yelling loudly throughout town.
"CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS PYROTECHNICIANS!!!"
"Now hold on a minute!" a southern country called after the three fillies. "You ain't gonna be no pyro-whacha-mah-calls-it!"
"Ahhh, but Applejack-" The yellow filly with the red mane and bow pouted, her eyes getting big and puppy dog like.
"No buts! You three ain't gonna go round town playin' with fire!" Applejack scolded.
"We were gonna be careful..." Applebloom mumbled, shuffling her hoofs and looking down at the ground.
"No, Ah'm sorry, but handelin' fire is a mite dangerous. Why don't you try something safer? With a less chance of burnin' down the entire town?" she asked the fillies, their heads hanging low.
"Hmm..." Scootaloo pondered, rubbing her chin. "What about... Cutie Mark Crusader Catapult Engineers!"
"Yeah!" They all cheered.
Applejack facehoofed. "No, you ain't gettin' the point here..."
"But it weren't gonna burn down the town." Applebloom objected, Scootaloo and Sweetie nodded along vigorously.
Applejack sighed. She looked up at the sky, a dark embankment of storm clouds was rolling in from Cloudsdale. Thunder rumbled ominously in the distance. "Nevermind. Its gettin' awful dark, that storm is moving in fast, you fillies should be heading home, y'all got school tomorrow."
"Aw..." the complained in unison.
"Come on Applebloom, you can help me and Big Mac round up apples." Applejack said, desperately hoping to cheer up at least one little filly.
Applebloom eyes lit up. "Really? Can ya teach me to applebuck?" She nearly bounced in anticipation.
"Ah sure can." Applejack chuckled, she turned to the two disappointed fillies. "You need me to walk you two home?"
"No!" Scootaloo yelped. "I mean, uh- I'm fine. I'll just ride my scooter home." she mumbled, looking down at her hooves.
Applejack cocked an eyebrow. "Okay then?" she turned around to the small unicorn.
"What about you Sweetie Belle?"
"No, I'll be alright, Rarity's isn't far from here." She said, "I'll just head over there and see if she needs help."
"Well, as long as it doesn't involve flames or ancient siege equipment, Ah think she'll like that." Applejack nodded. "Come on Applebloom, maybe we can teach you how to applebuck before the storm gets to bad."
"Bye, Scootaloo! Bye, Sweetie!" Applebloom called as she ran after her big sister.
"Later girls!" Scootaloo called back to them as she zipped by on her scooter.
"Bye!" Sweetie called after her two departing friend, soon she was alone in the road.
A loud crack of thunder made Sweetie jump. Her first instinct, aside from jumping into the air, was to quickly turned tail and booked it into town. She made her way to the Carrousel Boutique, and let herself in, narrowly avoiding the rain pelting into the ground.
"Rarity? You home?" she called through the darken building. There was no sound of a sewing machine or the frantic pacing of a pacing unicorn. She was alone.
"She must be over at Twilight's, she's been over there a lot lately." Sweetie muttered to herself.
Sweetie wandered into the kitchen and turned on the light. The kitchen somehow managed to shine with cleanliness. As usual. She opened the refrigerator, looking for something to eat.
"Rarity never has anything to eat, except this Greek yogurt." she groaned to herself and
closed the fridge. "Maybe I can cook up some pasta, that should be easy to not burn." she began assembling the necessary tools to not burn pasta, which is a huge feat for somepony who managed to burn orange juice. When a sudden knock on her door made her stop, she looked out the window. It was pouring, the wind whipped the water violently through the air.
"Who could that be? Doesn't make sense to buy a dress in the middle of a storm." she said as she made her way to the door. She struggled to grip the rounded door handle with her magic, but she was finally able to open the door.
A tan stallion with a slicked back brown mane stood in the door way. He wore a blue suit underneath a light brown long coat.
"Hello, I'm John Smith with the Basement Inspection Bureau, I was wondering if I could see your basement." he flashed his credentials, proving that there was such a ridiculous organization as the Basement Inspection Bureau. "I believe your basement might be damaged and at risk for flooding."
"What are you doing out in this storm?" Sweetie asked.
"What storm?" he moved to the side, showing Sweetie an unimpeded view of a sunny, bright Ponyville.
"But it was just raining outside. It was windy... and raining..." she gawked at the perfect day outside of her door.
"Well, technically it still is." he said.
"Wait, what?"
"Go look out your kitchen window." he gestured a hoof inside.
Sweetie gave him an awkward look, but walked over to the kitchen. She heard rain pelting nosily against the window. Trees were bending in the gale.
"How?-" she muttered. 'Wait, what am I saying? This is Ponyville, temporary capital of Chaos." she said, staring out the window.
"I remember that." Mr. Smith said next to her, looking out into the tempest.
"Do you know what's going on Mr. Smith?" she asked, looking over at the stallion.
He chuckled. "You can just call me the Doctor."
"Doctor Who?" she asked, turning to face the stallion, her face expressing a very moderate amount of confusion.
"Just the Doctor. And to answer your earlier question; yes I know what's going on. It's a temporal anomaly caused by unsafe and outlawed alien technology, probably stolen."
Sweeties face now expressed a severe degree of confusion. "What?" she asked.
"I need to see your basement, I've traced the signal to this building. Well, technically about fifty feet under this building, which is why I need to see your basement."
"We don't have a basement." Sweetie said, still trying to comprehend what he said.
"You don't? Well, this makes things trickier." he turned and walked into the parlor.
Sweetie followed him, she stopped hen she saw the Doctor with his ear pressed into the floor, his hoof tapping the ground near his head.
"Doctor, what are you doing?" she asked, slowly approaching the very odd stallion.
"Do you have any lose floor boards?" he asked, not looking at her, continuing to slide across the floor on his face.
Sweetie looked at him, rapidly confused by his constant questions that seemed to be totally unrelated. "What?"
He stood up and looked at her. "Like squeaky floorboards, some piece of flooring that creeks when your trying to sneak out in the middle of the night to see a concert." he paused and looked at the filly. "What? Have you never tried to sneak out before?"
"I have!" Sweetie replied indignantly. She paused to think about it. "The bottom of the stairs, they always seem to creak." she said, walking over to the stairs. The sound of creaking wood groaned under the change of weight.
"Here it is." she announced, turning to face the Doctor. He didn't respond, but instead pulled out a silver object from his coat, he pointed it awkwardly in his mouth at the floor, its little blue light lit up and the room was filled with a buzzing sound. He awkwardly fiddled with the devices he dropped into his hooves.
"Yep, its hollow. Now we have to break it open. Got any hammers?" he slid the device back into his coat, turning to the filly.
"Why do we need hammers?" Curelessly she asked.
"Well, we need to open this floor, get down in there." His dumb grin was plastered across his face. "My sonic screw driver doesn't do wood."
"Rip up Rarity's floor?!" Sweetie gasped. "No no no no no! Rarity would kill me! And I really don't think ripping up the floor is worth trying to fix some strange weather."
"It's not just funky weather, its a flux in space time. Its very mild right now, but the longer this energy source is allowed to run, the worse it'll get, and trust me, you don't want that to happen." he looked over a Sweetie gravely. "This whole town is in danger unless I can stop this."
Sweetie paused, she stared at her hooves. Then she looked up, a look of steely determination in her eyes. "I'll be right back." she dashed off too the back of the house. She desperately looked around for a hammer, but a Boutique wasn't the best place to find tools.
She finally found the perfect thing to break the floor wide open. A manic grin appeared on her face. Her hooves skidded across the floor as she tried desperately to drag it back to the Doctor. She dropped it with a heavy thump, startling the Doctor.
"A jackhammer?! Where did you get a jack hammer?!" he asked, scrutinizing the heavy construction tool.
"Cutie Mark Crusaders Road Construction Workers." A smile fade from her face. "I ended up grounded for a week."
"Brilliant! Now stand back, this could get messy." The jackhammer seemed very awkward between his hooves, but his mad ponies grin across his face said he knew what he was doing, kind of. Sweetie bolted around a corner and carefully peeked around the corner.
The jackhammer ripped to life, throwing the Doctor off his hooves, his yelp could barely be heard over the sound of the obnoxiously loud tool. He struggled to control it, widely being thrown around by the wild jackhammer. Sweetie broke down laughing, he looked like Applejack riding a bronco at the rodeo. She laughed harder when he started yelling "Steady Girl! Easy!" Over the sounds of the machine. Then the wood cracked, the jackhammer plummeted into a dark shaft, clanging loudly down the hole. The Doctor managed to roll to a side, he looked over at the laughing filly.
"Oi! I had it under control." he panted, slowly getting to his hooves.
"Yeah, and I'm the uncrowned ruler of Equestria." he rolled his eyes.
Sweetie wiped the tears from her eyes and walked over to the freshly opened hole.
"It's dark down there, I wonder where it goes?" she wondered out loud.
"Hopefully to the energy source." The Doctor said, he turned around and grabbed onto the ladder.
"Wait, you're not gonna climb down there without a light?" she asked.
"No." He grinned madly. "I'm gonna fall." And he let go, plummeting down the ladder at break neck speed.
"Doctor! Wait!" She called down the dark hole. She was greeted only by the sound of silence.
"What if he hurt himself?" she started pacing around the hole. "What if he died?!" she gasped and ran back to the hole. "Hang on Doctor! I'm coming!" she grabbed on the ladder and slowly began climbing down the hole.
"I think I'm gonna regret this." she muttered as she lowered herself deeper into the hole.
***
After what felt like an eternity, Sweeties hooves finally touched solid ground. She let out a sigh of relief and dropped heavily onto her hooves.
"That was a long ladder, I hope there's an easier way out." she said to herself. It was dark, very dark, she waved her hooves in front of her face, she couldn't even see them.
"Um... Doctor?" her meek call barely echoed through the cavern. She tried again, louder. "Doctor, are you down here?" Her hooves scraped across the floor as she shuffled down the dark corridor. A yelp escaped her throat as something caught around her hooves, she fell to the ground.
"Ow!" she groaned and rubbed her nose. A light flashed in her face, she raised her hooves to shield her eyes.
"You alright?" The Doctor asked, moving the flashlight away from her face. He held out a hoof to help her up. She grabbed it and got to her hooves. "I heard you scream, thought you were in trouble."
"Yeah, I'm fine, I just tripped on..." she turned around. The twisted form of the jackhammer lay on the ground. "The jackhammer."
"Well, as long as you're alright." He paused for a second. "Now!" he said loudly turned around, "Lets see where this tunnel goes. Watch out for spiders."
"Spiders?!" Sweeties voice cracked as she jumped rapidly from hoof to hoof.
"Don't worry, there aren't any spiders in here." he paused. "I think. Now, Allons-y!" He turned and began down the dark tunnel.
Sweetie looked around a little apprehensively before following the Doctor down the tunnel.
"Now, why don't you tell me how you ended up with a jackhammer?"
***
"So the jackhammer was on loan from the local hardware store?"
"Yes, but after he saw the damage we did to the road he didn't want it back." Sweetie muttered.
"So, I take it you didn't get your Cutie Mark in road construction?" the Doctor asked, pushing aside a large spider web, hiding it form Sweetie Belle.
"No," she sighed. "Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever get my Cutie Mark." she mumbled dejectedly.
"Hey, don't think like that, one day you'll accidentally stumble across your special talent and- woah!" the Doctor yelled and dropped out of sight.
"Doctor!" Sweetie rushed forward, only to find herself sliding down a steep slope. "Ahhh!!!" she screamed as she slid down the ramp. She tumbled onto flat ground, rolling to a stop. She seemed to be in a narrow metal hallway, the faint red lights cast an eerie red glow across the hallway. Sweetie slowly began edging forward, her hoof steps clopping quietly through the hallway.
"Doctor?" she called out meekly. More silence. Panic began to creep on her again. Lost, alone underground in some weird structure. She took a deep breath, trying to steel her nerves. She made her way slowly to what looked like some sort of day. It hissed open as she approached, causing her to nearly bolt away, but she found her own hoofs dragging her through the strange doorway.
It was a large room, in the shape of a dome, large, twisted metal struts ran along the sides, holding the roof up. The eerie red lights in here seemed to be flickering, occasionally plunging the room into twilight.
"Doctor?" she called, slowly approaching the center of the room. A strange pedestal shot from the ground with a loud hiss, causing Sweetie to jump back. A golden light shone in the darkness from within its glass container. Sweetie flew across the room, her back was pressed against the wall. "What is that?" she wondered out loud.
"That..." an evil voice hissed. "Is the engine to my starship!" Sweetie yelped and tried to bolt for the door, but it clanged shut. She turned to face the voice.
A twisted looking pony crawled from a small vent in the wall, it raised itself to a six foot tall monster. Four pairs of small, black eyes coated its head. A pair of wicked looking mandibles twitched near its mouth. A pair of legs folded protectively around its chest. It seemed like it had more legs then just the four.
"Wha- what are you?" Sweetie stuttered.
"An arachinipony." the Doctor said, appearing next to Sweetie, his face was serious for once. His eyes cold and serious.
"Ah.. this one knows me." the creature hissed, its mandibles clacking evilly, a skin crawling imitation of a laugh. Sweetie shuddered against the sound.
"And you're using tachyons as an energy source." he said stoically, glaring at the horrible spider pony.
"What are tachyons?" Sweetie asked the Doctor quietly, unable to look away from the horrible spider pony.
"Small particles that travel faster then the speed of light. They can rip holes in space and time if used in large, highly dense quantities." he said, eyes never leaving the strange creature in front of him. "Like your using to power your ship."
"Yes..." the thing hissed. "And its a wonderful source of power for my warship."
"So what do you want? Why are you here? You're way out of your time zone, you shouldn't be here." The Doctor said, slowly walking around the tachyons energy source.
"I'm here because I found a much better power source! Tachyons are a great source of energy, but I found a better, unlimited magical energy! Then I can lay waste to this god forsaken land!" It spat at him, it slowly began to shuffle across the room, staying on the opposite side of the room.
"Unlimited magical energy?!" the Doctor mocked skeptically. "Where would you get unlimited magical energy in Equestria- Oh." He stopped. "You want Alicorn magic."
"Alicorn magic? Like Princess Celestia and Princess Luna?" Sweetie asked. "I don't they would agree to help such a terrible monster!" she squeaked at the monster, who only laughed in response.
"No, not willingly, she wants to capture the princess, to torture her, to get the energy through pain." the Doctor seethed. Sweetie stepped back, appalled at the creature.
"Yes, and its going to happen, right after I eat my snacks." It hissed, slowly advancing towards the pair.
"Well, you could eat us. You could, I probably have nice lean muscles. But," he paused and looked over at the slightly hissing monster and smirked. "Then you wouldn't have time to stop your ship from exploding." the Doctor said, just as a loud klaxon rang through the ship, and the lights began to flash.
"No! What have you done!?!" It screeched, dashing toward a panel hanging from the wall.
"Set your ship to a warp jump right into the heart of a star." he yelled over the klaxon. "So bye bye!" he turned to Sweetie. "Time to go!" he announced. The Doctor sprinted down the nearest hallway, Sweetie closely in tow. The lights were flashing violently. The ship rocked violently to the side, causing them to stumble.
"I'LL KILL YOU!!!" It yelled after them. Its hairy, exoskeleton legs scuttled across the floor.
"Don't look back!" the Doctor called to Sweetie Belle. The two ran down the metal hallway. The hallway turned into a small stone tunnel. It got smaller the farther it went along. The Doctor was squeezing between the rocks, a light was visible in the distance.
"Almost there!" He called back to Sweetie. Sweetie was having a much easier time squeezing into the small cracks and wedges.
Sweetie tripped and skid across the rocks. She found a hairy hoof wrapped around her back leg, she screamed and tried to shove it away.
"You've ruined my plans! I'm gonna take you down with me!" It roared.
A brown hoof flew from in front of Sweetie and collided heavily with the creatures face. It screamed, loosing its purchase and plummeting down the now steep cave floor. Crying the whole way down.
She looked up to see the Doctor looking back at her, his hoof extended. She crawled forward, and made one last leapt and grabbed his hoof. He swiftly pulled her out into the daylight. The rumbling intensified as the two sprinted away from the cave. A massive roar filled the air. Then as fast as the noise occurred, it disappeared, leaving the two standing in a green field.
Slowly, birds chirped happily and small creatures slowly emerged from their hiding holes. The two stood silently for a while, watching the little cave they made their harrowing escape from collapse on itself.
"Is it gone? Is Ponyville safe?" Sweetie said as the dark opening of the cave finally rested to a close.
"Yep, we saved the day." he said, looking up at the sky. "Its a nice day today, what day is it?"
"Tuesday?"
"Good, good.." he said softly. "I like Tuesdays."
Sweetie looked over at him. "Is this normal for you? Saving the day?"
"No. Well, kinda. Not everyday. But it does happen a lot." he said with a thoughtful look on his face. "Yeah... actually, happens a lot."
"Really? Must be an exciting life." She said, looking up at the sky, enjoying the blue sky.
"It was more exciting when I had someone to be clever around." he turned around and walked over to a strange blue box sitting in the field.
"Wait, are you inviting me to come with you?" she asked.
"If you want, we've got all of space and time to explore." his hoof tapped against the blue box.
"Wait, you've got a time machine too?" she walked over to the blue box, running her hoof over the wooden panels. "Why is it a giant blue box?"
"It's a stuck chameleon circuit, this is the TARDIS." he looked from the box over to Sweetie. "What do you say?"
Sweetie paused, not for very long before she made up her mind. "Yes!"
"You'll barely regret this." he said and shook her hoof. They both stepped inside of the TARDIS, which flashed out of existence.
***
A lone figure stood on a hill, he grinned as he watched the two ponies step inside a blue pony box. HE grabbed a radio from his belt.
"He just left... yes... I understand... I placed the tracker like you asked... I understand." he turned of the radio and walked away from the top of the hill.
This story was just beginning.

Author's Note

This is just the pilot, hopefully it goes alright, and now that I've meet someone who is willing to read through my tangled web of grammatical and spelling errors, I think the next chapters should go a lot more smoothly. If anyone is interested in ideas for upcoming chapters just message me.

Thanks everyone!

And special thanks to Tie RoamingHooves for being my editor. Go check out his stories. here.http://www.fimfiction.net/user/Tie%20RoamingHooves