The Ballet of the Young and Broken

"Doctor is what you call me. Not 'Father' or any other bucking thing that you come up with." He slapped the small filly, her mane drizzled with small beads of sweat.

"I'm so sorry, Da- I mean... Doctor." Belle gave a small, worried smile. This made the Doctor laugh.

"You are truly a smart mare. You finally learned." He patted her head and stepped back into the TARDIS. Belle followed shortly after,