Not so much running to do

Silence reigned for a few moments, the sort of silence that only occurs when a drumroll has ended, but the person meant to announce whatever event deemed important enough to receive a drumroll has just dropped dead.

...Needless to say, it was a rather thick silence- in fact, I’m quite certain I could go on for quite some time about how you would need a very sharp knife to cut this particular brand of silence, or perhaps I would compare its consistency with that of butterscotch, or perhaps chocolate mousse... but I wouldn’t want to bore you

In that silence, however, you could hear the gears in Rainbow Dash’s head churning.

What is this weird monkey-thing?

What is it doing in my house?

How did its weird box get in here?

Soarin, Spitfire and Fleetfoot, rut, marry, kill?

…

Perhaps not the last one.

The Doctor, meanwhile, was simply waiting for a response, as normally when he gave his signature introduction, he would get an immediate reply. It wasn’t the sort of thing that was answered with silence, in fact, he had specifically designed the introduction to leave one specific question unanswered (he had admittedly grown fond of hearing the old refrain of “Doctor who?”).

Finally, the silence was de-throned by the first pondering that managed to make it out of Rainbow’s mouth.

“W-what the hay are you doing in my house?”

She spread her wings out as she was saying this, a subconscious reaction to being confused and threatened, and she had also risen from her sitting position, now trying to stand as tall as possible.

By this point Amy had come up alongside The Doctor, hoping to catch a glimpse of the (before) mythological pegasus- the talking pegasus, no less. As she was staring in amazement and no small amount of child-like wonder, The Doctor was making first contact, and trying to leave a good impression.

“Oh! I am sorry, don’t have much control over where she lands sometimes, especially when we’re crossing over dimensions... oh, and this is Amy! Amy, this is... sorry, don’t believe I’ve caught your name.”

Under normal circumstances, Rainbow Dash wouldn’t have given her name to the two strange beings that had appeared on her first floor landing overnight... and then she realised what she had just thought, and mentally face-hooved.

Yes, because those circumstances are verynormal.

Even then, this thing -The Doctor he had said- didn’t seem very threatening for some reason, sure he was a good 3 feet taller than her, but something about his foalish face just seemed very non-threatening to her. After all... what was the worst that could happen?

“Uh... Rainbow Dash”

The Doctor and Amy both looked slightly amused and befuddled by this strange name, but managed to keep face.

“Rainbow Dash... Rainbow Dash... Rainbow Dash”

The Doctor repeated the name a few times, almost as if trying to make it fit his tongue.

“Rainbow Dash! I like it! Very... colourful. Anyway, Amy this is Rainbow Dash, Rainbow Dash, this is Amy, lovely to meet you, Rainbow.”

As The Doctor crouched down and took a step forwards to shake the cerulean pony’s hand, he stepped off the floor of his TARDIS for the first time... and fell straight through the floor that was, of course, made of clouds.

“DOCTOR!!!”

The yell went up from Amy who made a grab for his collar, snagging the slender band of his bow tie.

Sadly not even the most dapper and spifftastic neck wear can stand up to the great force of gravity, as was proven when a loud

*RIIIIIIIIP*

Sounded in the cloud house.

Rainbow dash acted quickly, leaping to the rescue to save the weird alien -ALIEN, that was it! They both had to be aliens!- that she had met less than a minute ago...

The girls were NOT going to believe this one.