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// Chapter Two: The Doctor's Office 
// Story: Down Below 
// by RedRandom 
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       The only thing Twilight remembered before entering unconsciousness was the twisted smile of that mad Skeleton, how he
appeared to be having the time of his life from just watching the group fall into their unforeseen nightmare as he danced
with his little minions. And the image of Spike in her eye just before she fell, the very thought of what he might do to her
number one assistant just crippled her.

She didn't know what plans he had for Ponyville, or if he was going to go after the Princesses but she didn't care at the moment.
All she wanted to do was to stop him, no matter the cost. That is if she could just wake up from her being knocked out cold. As 
she slowly opened her eyes, she saw her friends, safe and sound, trying their hardest to wake her up. Worried beyond belief. 

She was still amazed by how one such as herself could have such amazing friends like them.

When the group finally noticed Twilight waking up from her little trip to Dream Land they immediately grouped hugged her, 
almost crushing her back with how much love they put into it. As they let go of the tired alicorn, Pinkie Pie turned to face her friend,
her hair deflated entirely.

"Twilight!" she shouted with a smile on her depressed, pink face." A-are you okay?, do you need anything?" she asked with a small
amount of hope in her eyes. The other's, ready to get anything that Twilight desired.

Twilight looked to all her friends with a smile before answering Pinkie's question. "T-thank you Pinkie, everypony," she started as her
weak smile turned into a grin of untarnished happiness. "I w-would like something to drink, though if you wouldn't mind."

"I've got the beauty's medicine riiigghttt here," the mysterious figure stated, startling everyone in the room, with a bottle of liquid 
in his right tentacle.

He was an odd fellow, to say the least. The way his goat-like legs wobbled their way over to the bed that Twilight had been sleeping 
in made you kind of giggle. His bloated belly of blubber hid by the doctor's coat that he wore rather fashionably, slurped and 
squished with every step he took. His bulbous, green eye locked gazes with Twilight as he finally made it to her.

"who are you?" Twilight asked as the creature popped the cork from the bottle of ooze and started to pour it into a clean glass.

The creature looked at her with surprise and sudden realization. "Oh, I'm sorry I forgot you were new to this place," he apologized 
as he put two ice cubes into the glass." I am Doctor Pork Rott, but you can call me Dr. Rott", he calmly stated as he passed the glass
to the sickly pony.

Before the glass even reached her, Twilight could already smell the putrid stench of the "drink" and recoiled in disgust. Dr. Rott
sighed a little as a result. "Look, it'll fix you up lickity split," he proclaimed as he looked over to the rest of the group, who rubbed
the back of their heads in embarrassment as they also recoiled when they smelled the ooze the first time.

With a little help from the doctor, who pinched Twilight's nose so she didn't have to taste the foul beverage, she drank it with
relative ease. Then, with what seemed to be a strange form of healing magic, she felt almost completely better. Well almost as she
almost fell onto her face when she tried to get up, the Doctor and Rainbow Dash helping her balance until she could walk like she 
did before.

Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo, walked through the door with three trays of food, or what could be called food, for the 
nine of them. As they tucked into their dinner, Twilight had a sudden magical vision of something she couldn't quite explain.

In the vision, the familiar figure of a Skeleton stood there with all four hooves on the floor, a teasing grin on his face. In front of him
were the figures of Ponies she didn't know, the local Mechanic of Ponyville, Scrap Yard, The Noddle shop owner, Chopstick and in 
the middle of them was Spike, sitting in a corner looking hopeless. 

"You better hurry up and get back here little missy," he taunted. "I think your friend is getting a little lonely, and I'd hate it if you quit 
before the Dead moon finally stopped," he added before disappearing along with the rest of the vision as she came out of it. 
Screaming.

When she realized she was in the caring arms of her friends she calmed down a little, still shaken from what she had seen. 

Doctor Rott softly smacked the dazed alicorn to get her attention, inspecting her with care and as delicate as a newborn. "Perhaps it
has something to do with the inhibitor ring on your horn," he suggested as he flicked said ring with his left hand. "don't try and pry
it off Miss Sparkle, I already tried and failed," he stated with an annoyed frown. "Seems that it's stuck on with powerful magic, I can't
even budge it," he added as he waddled over to one of the desks in the right corner of the room.

"Now that you're awake and kicking," he started as he held a piece of paper and a pen in his hand and tentacle." I'll need you to sign
these Death Certificates", he finished, the last two words confusing and shocking Twilight as she looked to her friends. 

"Wait...what?"

Applejack stepped forward to try and freshen up her friend's knowledge of what was happening. "Well, ya see sugar cube...when we 
were shoved down here by that varmint. We sort of...died," she said in the most simple way she could. The rest nodding in agreement.

Twilight's eyes almost popped out of her head as she heard this. Her, DEAD! No no no, that just couldn't be true, could it?

With a little pat on the back, Twilight turned and was greeted by the papers that she had to sign. with a sigh, she took them and began
to write the certificates, not that her hoof-writing was bad, she just had a better time with magic.

As she handed the documents to the Doctor, who with a quick dab of magic, turned them into a blue, leather passport. "Great, now
if you wouldn't mind, I would like to know who kicked you down here in the first place. A soul catcher maybe?" he asked as the rest
shook from the memory of the Skeleton.

"H-he, said his name was, B-Bub", Sweetie Belle squeaked before crying a bit, being comforted by her sister. The name triggering a 
surprised expression from the Doctor as he turned to face the young filly.

"D-did you j-just say what I think you just s-said".

Rainbow dash scoffed as she hovered in the air angrily, she had not been able to fly at all since she had been there. That Skeleton's
non-existent butt was soooo getting kicked when they got out of here. "I'm sure you're not deaf Doc!" she shouted, her wings flapping
even more furiously. "He was tall, had one eye, wore a tuxedo, a top hat!" she began to list every feature she could think of as 
she became even more angry. 

"HE WAS A WALKING, TALKING  SKELETON FOR CELESTIA'S SAKE!"