Bittersweet was running, she didn’t know from who, or why.
“Wait!” shouted the stallion chasing her, “I just want to talk to you!”
She ran through the winding narrow streets trying to lose him, but with no luck. After a few more minutes of running, she finally lost him. She slowed down and turned a corner.
There he was. She turned and started to run but he grabbed so she couldn't get away.
"Get off of me!" she yelled.
“It’s alright,” he said calmly, “I just want to ask you some questions.”
He seemed nice enough, but she learned never trust anypony.
“W-what do you want to know?” she stammered,thinking whether she should run or not.
“First of all,” he said, “Where are we?”
“I-i-i don’t know,” she answered, just realizing that she didn’t know.
“You mean you don’t know?” he said sounding confused.
“Yeah,” she said. “I never really thought where we were, we might of appeared here with a memory erase…” she trailed off realizing what she just said.
The stallion appeared pleased but concerned.
“Memory erase, huh” he said mostly to himself, “Well, pleased to meet you. I’m the Doctor.”
“Doctor who? Bittersweet asked.
“Just the Doctor,” he answered, “What’s your name?”
“Bittersweet,” she said.
“Lovely name, by the way, would you care to come with me?” the Doctor asked.
“Sure,” said Bittersweet, “I’ve got nothing else to do.”
“Fabulous, now I wonder where Roseluck went…”
LATER
“Why are they mining Cutie Marks?” said a very confused Apple Bloom, “And where are they coming from?”
“I don’t know,” said an equally confused Roseluck, “If only the Doctor didn’t run off, he might know.”
“Might know what?” asked the Doctor walking towards them, and with him a mare they’ve never seen before.
“Doctor!” yelled a furious Roseluck, “Who is that? Where were you? Never run off like that again!”
“Okay, okay,” answered the Doctor, “To answer your first question, this is Bittersweet, Secondly, I was following her to get some answers, and fine, I’ll try not to run off like that”
“Pinkie Promise” said Roseluck
“Okay,” The Doctor sighed, “Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”
“Better,” said a slightly unsatisfied Roseluck, “But why is she tagging along?”
“Because she might have some some answers,” answered the Doctor
“Might have some answers?”
“Well, if she has answers, she doesn’t know them.”
“What?”
“I said, if..”
“I heard you!!”
“But you said..”
“WAIT!!” shouted Sweetie Belle.
Everyone looked at her.
“Uh,” said Scootaloo, “What?”
“Well,” answered Sweetie Belle, “We need to figure out why these mines have Cutie Marks, and why these ponies are mining them.”
“Good question,” the Doctor said, “Bittersweet could take us to their… leader. Right Bittersweet?”
“I think so,” Bittersweet answered.
“Fabulous!” exclaimed the Doctor, “Take us to him.”
They walked and walked for what seemed like an hour.
“Ah can barely see the village from here!” said Apple Bloom, “Where are you taking us?”
“He lives really far away from civilization,” explained Bittersweet, “Though the distance, he comes around rarely to oversee things. When he’s not here, you can sometimes see hidden robots, peeking around and he surveys the place from his secluded area.”
“Is that why you were freaked out when I was running after you?” asked the Doctor.
“Kind of,” answered Bittersweet.
After a few more minutes of walking, they saw a little cozy-looking house surrounded by little vegetable gardens.
“Is this it?” asked Roseluck.
“Yes, it is,” replies Bittersweet, looking nervous.
“Have you ever met him?” asked Scootaloo.
“Once,” Bittersweet answered, “Everypony has. “Someponyies completely forget it, I only remember some of it.”
“What parts?” said the Doctor.
“I was sitting in a cozy room on a psychologist’s couch, and I was really sleepy…” she trailed off in a daze.
“Bittersweet,” snapped the Doctor, pulling her out of her daze.
“Sorry,” she said, “It’s nothing.”
“Well,” said Roseluck, “Let’s go meet a secluded psychologist.”