Time Turner was your average looking earth pony from Trottingham. He had a grayish amber coat, a dark amber mane, and pale light grayish azure eyes. He was from a respectable family, a long line of ponies who worked with time devices. He himself, ran a clock store in the small town of Ponyville. But, in his family, Time Turner was an oddity in that he was the first earth pony in generations; all before had been unicorns. Both of his parents were unicorns, so their child being an earth pony was one in a million.
But despite this genetic oddity, Time Turner was just as good as any of his family members when it came to clocks and other time devices. In fact, he may have been better. He could open a clock mechanism and tell in what seemed like a split second what was wrong with it. When it came to hour glasses, he was even more proficient; able to know exactly how many grains of sand were needed for the right passage of time.
But, with this talent, came certain drawbacks; mainly a lack of social skills. Time Turner could tell you everything there was to know about a clock, sundial, or hour glass easily; but being able to interact with others was always a chore for him. Because of this problem, Time Turner though it would be logical to move to a place with a low population. A place where he wouldn’t have to interact with many ponies and make a modest living from selling and working on time devices. So he moved to Ponyville, thinking a town with that sort of name couldn’t possibly be anything too outrageous. He was very wrong…
One of the first ponies Time Turner ever encountered was an extraordinarily hyperactive pink earth pony, who’s actions seemed to defy any laws of…well anything! Try as she might though, the pink pony was unable to get any real information out of quiet clock maker. During his first few weeks in town, all she learned about him was his name. She rarely had this sort of trouble getting information out of somepony, before this the longest it ever took her was two days. But one day, a simple misunderstanding would turn Time Turner’s world upside down.
On a particularly average day, Time Turner was waiting on a delivery as he did on Wednesday, when the crazy pink filly showed up at his doorstep.
“Hey there, Time Turner,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. “Whatcha doing!?”
“Hello there, Miss Pie,” said Time Turner. “I’m just waiting on a delivery.”
“Oh yeah! It’s Wednesday,” exclaimed Pinkie. “Inventory day!”
“How did you know that,” asked Time Turner.
“Duh! I’ve seen packages come here every single Wednesday,” said Pinkie. “You don’t have to be some sorta super duper genius to figure that one out.”
“I suppose I can’t argue with that,” said Time Turner. “But yes, you are correct. Wednesday is when I receive new supplies for my various time mechanisms.”
“This is the most I’ve ever heard you say,” said Pinkie.
“I’ve never been one for socializing really,” said Time Turner.
“Why not? You seem like a nice enough colt,” said Pinkie.
“Just shy, I suppose,” said Time Turner.
“Oh! I know all about shyness,” said Pinkie. “Well, not me personally, as you can clearly see. But I have a friend named Fluttershy who’s extremely shy. Poor thing is even afraid of her own shadow! Not to mention, she’s a pegasus afraid of heights. What’s up with that?”
“Oh yes, I know Miss Fluttershy,” said Time Turner. “Some of her animals get a little rambunctious, and her clocks get damaged. She needs to be able to keep track of feeding time.”
“So true,” said Pinkie. “So can I wait with you for the package?”
“If you must,” sighed Time Turner.
After barely five minutes, Pinkie Pie had already gotten bored of waiting.
“I think I’m gonna go now,” said Pinkie. “Have a good one, Time Turner!”
“Oh, um, you too Miss Pie,” said Time Turner.
“Pinkie will do,” said Pinkie with a big green.
“Good day, Pinkie,” said Time Turner.
Pinkie Pie bounced off happily, leading Time Turner to give a large sigh of relief.
“I’m not used to that much conversing,” said Time Turner to himself.
Finally, his package was delivered to him by two stocky earth ponies; a large blue crate.
“Would you gentlecolts be so kind as to help me take this crate into my shop,” Time Turner asked the two work ponies.
“Nopony said nothin about takin a crate into a buildin,” said one of the two workers. “Just been told to drop it off in front of this here buildin.”
“Oh, right, well I suppose that’s a fair point,” said Time Turner.
The two large stallions walked off, laughing a bit as they did. Time Turner drooped his ears, thinking he wouldn’t be able to open the crate. But, then he noticed something odd about this crate; it appeared to have doors and a simple latch to it.
“A very odd design for a crate,” thought Time Turner. “Then again, I don’t see blue crates that often either.”
Time Turner unlatched the crate to discover a grandfather clock inside. It was one of those more modern grandfather clocks, even had some wheels for easy moving. He pulled the clock out of the crate, and it immediately grew a bit larger. He figured it must be one of those clocks that can compact itself.
Unbeknownst to Time Turner, Pinkie Pie was still hopping nearby as she noticed him moving the clock. However, she had missed the part where the clock grew a few more inches, and came to the only logical conclusion she could think of. This strange blue crate was much larger on the inside! This caused Pinkie to let out a huge gasp.
“This explains everything,” exclaimed Pinkie Pie. “Time Turner doesn’t talk about himself much because he’s a time traveling alien!
That approved a lot quicker than expected!
Only one chapter and already it is funny
Of course he was!!! Where would be the fun in being right??
Dammit Pinkie!!!! He is not a time travelling alien!!! I think??
1880698 You think correctly. This is a Time Turner who's just an everyday pony. Not sure how often that's done in fan fic, but I like the idea of him being a normal pony mistaken for a time traveling alien.
1880673 Glad you like
1881477 It's a shame they called him that. They should've gone with Dr Whooves instead, but still had him as a normal pony!!!
After the first paragraph or two I couldn't help but think of Sylar from the show Heroes. As long as Time Turner doesn't start going around killing ponies.
Will be following to see how this develops.
First of all, I want to know why Pinkie jumps to that kind of conclusion when she sees the box. Secondly, there has to be some reference to a Fob watch. Either as a gag or an ending sendoff to keep us guessing.
1883349 Why? Because she's Pinkie Pie. That's why. As for a fob watch, I can't really see a pony using a fob watch. Also, there's no guessing, this is a normal Time Turner. The whole time traveling alien is a made up scenario by Pinkie Pie in this story.
1883407 The Fob watch looks like a normal Pocket watch, so it would be quite understandable for a pony like Time Turner to have one. I also meant you could end the story with the watch so that somebody might think "maybe Pinkie was right" despite everything pointing to her being wrong.
i always like the fanfics where time turner is just a regular pony mostly because i was never a doctor who
1884886 I enjoy Doctor Who a lot, I just wanted a take where he was a normal pony.
Pinkie Pie is one of those forces of nature that is nearly impossible to put off or dissuade when she gets the wrong idea into her head.
Now... does TT own an old silver-and-brass fob watch with an unusual pattern of interlocking circles on the lid?