DR WHOOVES AND THE LOST COMPANION
Part One: Little Mare Lost.
Octavia was comfortable as she snuggled deeper into the giant pillow she was holding onto, it was at this point a blaring siren pierced her ears as she felt herself torn from her safe place but still floating weightlessly.
Opening her eyes she was brought back into the real world as she clung fiercely onto the back of the Doctor’s jacket as he worked furiously to restore the gravity as they floated back and forth around the collection of buttons and weird looking controls of what he called his ‘console’.
The Doctor upon taking off had gotten careless and in an effort to show off had hit a wrong button apparently, the one which regulated the gravity and in doing so also turned off the navigation (even he wasn’t entirely sure how…).
The pair fell hitting the deck of the Tardis as the Doctor finally managed to resolve the issue, Octavia hit the Doctor on the shoulder hard as she angrily got up from the floor.
In doing so however she hit her head on the edge of the console really hard causing her to yelp and before the Doctor could stop her she ignored the increasing drip of blood which he missed and without thinking stormed to the door and without looking back she exited the Tardis.
The Doctor unaware of the extent of her seemingly minor injury merely cursed his own childish nature and turned to the console first to check where they had landed before shaking his head at the readout which showed the wrong year.
They had landed about five years before his encounter with the Silmeragan in Ponyville but their location had barely changed.
In fact the Canterlot Opera house they had just left was now just around the corner and down the street, not the destination he had in mind.
Stepping outside in search of the grey mare he found to his surprise it was snowing and night time, the snow covered the quiet streets of the crossroad they had landed on.
The Doctor spotted Octavia a few steps away staring into a corner shop window displaying a selection of books and records, but as she stared intently he got the feeling she wasn’t looking at the display but her own reflection in the glass.
He did however jump when she turned her eyes towards him while not moving her head, their eyes meeting in the reflection of the window.
Speechless the Doctor instead broke contact whistling unevenly as he rocked back and forth slowly on his hooves trying to think of anything to break the thickening ice.
The shop drew his attention with its painted green wooden window frame the door marking the very corner of the building with shop windows either side and regular windows above, the Doctor glanced back down at Octavia who was back to staring at herself furiously trying to ignore him.
With a large sign that in big letters read bookstore, apart from its simplicity the sign capped off the Doctor’s impression of the shop as he fumbled nervously trying to explain and apologize.
“Where are we?”
Octavia didn’t turn from the window even though its contents at this moment had failed to register in her mind as she went through a variety of emotions over how fast it had all gone wrong for her.
“Ah well, we’re… Still in Canterlot…”
“I know that you imbecile, I can recognize the capital of my country not to mention my hometown thank you! I meant when?”
“We’re a little over two hundred years into your future… Right…? I mean… Um I’ll be in the Tardis if… When you’re ready…”
Trailing off as the mare turned back to the window refusing to acknowledge him, so the Doctor returned to his Tardis as she continued to fume her breath steaming up the window as she contemplated what she would say or do next.
Octavia’s head wound really began to hurt as she turned to follow him, she’d decided to authenticate his claims further and then give him a piece of her mind which as she stepped forward started to swim, the whole world fading around her, she staggered and then losing her balance fell screaming out in panic as she did…
“!!!DOCTOR… I…!!!HELP ME DOCTOR!!!”
The Doctor turned too late as he passed the threshold of the Tardis, the door slammed shut behind him, and the ancient engines powered up as the Tardis dematerialized haphazardly entering the time vortex on a wild flight path!!!
“!!!...Nooo!!!”
In unison but already thousands of years apart they both screamed out in vain!
Octavia tried to rise but collapsed into the deep snow on the street sobbing as she lost conscience snow continuing to fall down onto her prone form…