I was back.

Back in Canterlot to where I was just minutes ago.

“Right, so I should probably explain the whole situation to you. I need, your help, to stop Discord from being re-animated by a stupid pony that doesn’t have a name or a flank mark.”

“Flank mark? You mean Cutie Mark right?”

“Oh right! That’s what it's called!. Anyway, not important, we need to save Equestria and by doing so, ultimately saving time and space In the process.”

It took me a minute to process this information, but then a lightbulb went off in my head.

“Hang on a minute, how am I supposed to help? I don’t even know what this Discord is.”

“Well basically, you’re just a person I picked at random to help me, you could have been anypony, and you can help me by assisting me in any way possible. And secondly, Discord is the god of Disharmony, Chaos, whatever Look the point is, I need your help, you gonna help me or not?”

I sighed.

I had no idea what I was getting into, but what if I don’t help him?

Would Equestria be in danger?

And would it be my fault?

What about Princess Celestia?

Couldn’t she stop this?

“I know what you’re thinking. No, Princess Celestia will have no idea what’s going on, and I'm the only one that actually knows because, well, I’m a Timelord.”

I sighed.

What have I gotten myself into?

“Alright, I’ll help you, just tell me what to do.”

“Well right now, all you have to do is follow me, but first we need to get to the present time when this nameless pony is going to re-animate Discord, and kick his arse! Wait, no, kick his flank into space.”

“Right. Okay. Lead the way then Doctor.”

“Alrighty doo then. Allons-y!”

The Doctor had pulled a lever, and the Tardis had made the same noise as before.

In a manner of seconds the noise had stopped.

We were at our destination.