[FLASHBACK TIME]

Ugh… why is it so hot?

Why can’t winter hurry and be here already?

Mom and Dad are out on business stuff again, as usual. So this leaves me battling the heat at home alone.

“Isn’t there something I can do around here?”

I’d said that to an empty space in my room, not really caring wether I got an answer or not.

I figure I should go out somewhere, then again it's just as hot outside as it is inside.

‘Oh well’ I thought. Can’t be much hotter outside.

I change clothes, put on some shoes and leave the house, not forgetting to lock up before I do.

Now comes the simple task of finding something to do. The arcade should be open, so maybe some Dance Mania is in order. Or perhaps some Pony Fighter Alpha.

Maybe I should just go to the park.

I wonder what everypony else from school is doing?

So I wander off somewhere not particularly caring where I end up.

Turning at each second street expecting to find something interesting.

After about an hour of walking, I sit down due to intense heat, boredom and also because I'm tired out.

“By Celestia’s mane, why is it so bloody hot?!”

About a second later after I’d yelled out, something appeared in front of me, though transparent at first, it quickly turned solid revealing itself to be a blue police box.

“What in Equestria…?”

Shortly after saying that, the door to the police box swung open and a brown stallion trotted out with a rather odd, rod-shaped object in his mouth.

The stallion looked around as if he were searching for something.

The stallion had a rather spiky mane, and it was a darker brown than his coat. His cutie mark is in the shape of an hourglass-Nope, it is an hourglass.

His gaze wandered to me and his eyes fixated on me.

“Brilliant. You there!” he exclaims.

“M-me?” I say back nervously.

“Yes you, who else would I be talking to? Quite obviously not myself, besides you’re the only other pony around here so I was obviously talking to you! Now anyway, no time to explain, but I need your help, Soo, in you come!” the stallion motioned me to the police box.

“What? In there?”

“Yes there, don’t worry! It's much larger on the inside, come on! No time to waste, Allons-y!”

The brown maned stallion dashed behind me and forcibly pushed me into the police box.

“Oi! Wait a second here!”

“No waiting, we have to hurry now, Allons-y!”

The door shut behind me, and suddenly I was in a much larger room then I had thought.

He was right! It is much larger on the inside!

“What in the hay…?” I said flatly.

“Yes yes, suprising right? Everyone always gasps when they first enter the Tardis.”

“Every…one? You mean everypony, right?” I asked confused.

“Everypo-Oh right! I’d forgotten I was a pony for a minute there!, well anyway, I guess it's time for introductions! Is your name Alonso by any chance?”

I stared blankly at him, not knowing what I should say back, then it hits me.

“No, no! my name is Heartbeat!”

“Oh… shame, oh well doesn’t matter anyway, hello Heartbeat, I'm the Doctor, and this magnificent thing you’re standing in is called the Time and Relative Dimension in Space! AKA; The Tardis.”

So, this guys is a Doctor, and this thing from what I can gather, is something related to time travel?

Wow, insane.

“So do you have an actual name? all you said was Doctor.”

“Nope, no I'm just the Doctor.”

“So you fix ponies up?”

“No, not that kind of Doctor I'm afraid, I am, a Timelord! Now I dunno if you know what that means, but basically, telling from the mark on my flank which is an hourglass, my special talent is Time and Fabrication which means I can travel in time! You getting any of this? Cause you look like you’re spacing out a bit, Hello?”

The Doctor claps his hoof’s in front of my face and I regain my thinking status.

So he is a time travelling pony.

A time travelling- I can’t believe this.

“So you’re a time travelling pony?”

“Yep.”

I place a hoof onto my face, more commonly explained as; I face-hoofed.

“I don’t believe you.”

“Wot?”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Wot?!”

“I DON’T-“

“No no! I meant to say Wot? Why?”

“Because it’s totally illogical, time travel doesn’t exist-“

“Bullshit, I'm a timelord, what more proof do you need?”

I suddenly had an idea.

If he is a time travelling pony, he should have no problem proving it to me.

“Take me back to when I was fifteen then, on my birthday.”

“Okay then! If this is how I gotta prove myself, first off what year, date and time?”

I tell the Doctor what the relevant information, and he begins adjusting nodes, pressing buttons and yanking handles.

“Alright just this last bit here-“ The Doctor pulls one last lever.

“Right off we go. ALLONS-Y!”

The Doctor sits on his flank, and the Tardis-thing shakes for about five seconds and then stops.

The Doctor stands up on all fours and looks in my direction.

“Alright then, go on!”

“What?”

“The door! Open the bloody door! Were out the front of your house!”

I open the door to the Tardis and I’m met by a surge of blinding light probably due to the sudden change from mild lighting to lighter. My eyes now hurt.

“So? I'm just out-front my house, how am I supposed to know if it’s three years ago?”

“Go ‘ave a look you silly boy!”

My birthday had taken place in my backyard that day, so I go to look over the fence.

To my surprise, and unexpectedness, there I was.

Me.

Moi.

Three years ago.

On my fifteenth birthday.

Wearing a stupid party hat.

No way! This guy was telling the truth!

“Good gravy… he really is a time travelling pony…”

“I told you, so anyway I need your help; so, let’s get back to the present shall we?”

The Doctor and I step back into the Tardis, and he repeats the process of twisting all those nodes, pushing buttons and yanking that last lever, followed by shouting ‘ALLONS-Y!’

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