Not so much running to do

This was it.

This was the day all her fillyhood dreams would finally come true.

All she had to do was win this race, and she would be in The Wonderbolts.

Everything else seemed out of focus as she concentrated on the air around her.

Suddenly it was three laps later, and they had already called the race off, as she had lapped all the other contestants at least six times already, and they didn’t want to embarrass the poor sods any further.

“And the winner is the incredibly amazingly fantastic, Rainbow Dash!”

The speakers in The Cloudeseum blared.

And then she was on the podium, being congratulated by Spitfire.

“You did so well in that race, that not only have I decided to let you join The Wonderbolts, but I’ve also decided to relinquish my captaincy to you, the new captain of The Wonderbolts!”

Rainbow happily accepted the captains pin, and the blue flightsuit that she was somehow now wearing.

“I know you’ll do a great job, kid, and don’t forget that BEEP BEEP”

Rainbow stared in shock at the fiery maned pegasus, that was now starting to seem far less real.

“W-what?”

“Like I said kid, BEEP BEEP”

“B-but-”

“BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP”

                                                      ---NMR---

Rainbow slammed her hoof down on her alarm clock.

“Celestia feathering damn it! An that one seemed so realistic too...”

The cyan pegasus hid back under her covers after her short outburst, unwilling to experience a world cruel enough to not have already made her a Wonderbolt.

Eventually, routine won over, and she hopped out of bed, through her bathroom door, and into the shower in one practiced motion.

As she cleaned off, she kept muttering things about her “stupid sub-conscious”, though by the end of her shower she was considerably more chipper as she came out of the bathroom with a towel around her midsection, steam billowing out from behind her as she whistled a merry tune.

Our winged associate kept walking through her door, eyes closed, as she planned what she would have for breakfast.

I think I’ve still got some of that hay-bacon in the fridge, and Fluttershy gave me some of those eggs a few days ago... aw yeah! Time for a fry-up

Normally she relented from something so calorie heavy, but it was a saturday, and she was feeling extra hungry this morning.

Can’t forget to feed Tank, don’t want the poor guy to-

She was pulled from her inner monologue by a sharp pain at the front of her snout.

“Ow!”

She cried, very nearly toppling over backwards.

But she was silenced as soon as she saw what she had bumped into.

Many questions flew through her mind at that point, what was this thing doing on her second floor landing? And just how had it got here overnight? But she ended up only vocalizing one.

“What the hay is a police box?”

                                                                                      ---NMR---

The small impact was not unheard by the two occupants of the TARDIS.

Neither of them had left the TARDIS since their arrival, The Doctor deciding it was best -this time, at least- to sit back and let his magnificent machine run diagnostics.

And even when it had discovered that yes, the air was breathable, and that no, the temperature wouldn’t cause them to burn up, he still sat back and performed diagnostics.

And so, once again, Amy was bored.

Though as soon as the time lord heard the bump, he swung the monitor around and flicked a switch to activate the external camera as Amy started peeking over his shoulder.

“Doctor... is that a pegasus?”

The Doctor merely observed the bright blue creature that was now staring in shock at his time machine.

He only spoke up when the microphones picked up its short exclamation.

“A talking pegasus, no less”

Those words coming from a mouth that had already formed itself into that familiar smile, a smile that practically said “I’ve no idea what’s going on, but I intend to find out very quickly”.

And so, with this thought in his mind, he stepped towards The TARDIS’s doors, flicking the door open with a small motion of his wrist.

The rainbow maned creature was still staring in shock at the TARDIS door, or rather, the space the door used to occupy, but  that was now taken up by the grinning face of a time lord.

“Hello! I’m The Doctor”