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// Chapter Six: A Trip though the Palace of Time and Space 
// Story: Interview with a Foal 
// by Foal Star 
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Twilight waited rather impatiently as she constantly tapped a hoof on the ground and muttered under her breath. She was waiting for Derpy to return, but it was torture with all the questions on her mind. Who are the princesses of Space and Time? What other secrets she was going to learn? It was infuriating that Dr. Whooves was a foal. His antics were getting in the way of what could be the most significant discovery of all time. But it wasn't like he could control himself in his current condition. They waited patiently for Derpy, who eventually returned with her husband in tow. The pegasus gently placed the little colt down in the playpen nearby again, then turned her attention to Twilight. "Sorry, but he was rather hungry."

"It's fine," Twilight grumbled rather angrily.

The doctor gave a few cute burps, and he settled himself in his playpen as Twilight took out her notebook and quill. There was a long dramatic pause as the mare asked, "alright can you continue, please?"

The doctor blushed as he looked up and said, "Sorry, yes, it is about time we finish this tale, though I have to say that I can't give you everything you want? So be prepared."

Twilight nodded as she was getting rather excited to continue the story regardless of how much the doctor could reveal. The colt cleared his throat (with some spittle rolling down his chin) and said, "I'll start off from when Craig took me to the palace of Time and Space…."

 



 
So, there I was, soaring over what appeared to be what had to be another dimension that was unlike anything I've ever seen. Below there's an endless sea of clouds. Above my head, there was a beautiful skybox full of stars and nebulas that splayed out like a beautiful painting. It was rather majestic and calming as they came to a palace, but it wasn't made of stone, crystal, or any known substance. It was translucent and seemed to shimmer in the stars' light. If I saw it in the mortal world, I would think I was hallucinating. But as we got closer, Craig hopped up a bunch of steps made of starlight. They then came to a rather beautiful lobby made of clouds. They went to a desk and came up to a female stork with a smirk growing on her face. "Oh, Craig? I didn't think I would see you here?"

"Well, I didn't come to chat," Craig squeaked as he started to look somewhat flustered.

"of course not? You only come here on business but strangely enough, your always never on the calendar?" the female stork snickered.

Craig, with sweat coming down his face as he adjusted himself and then said, "well, I think that I actually am on business in this case."

He brought out the pink-coated colt, placed him down on the stork's desk, and said, "well, we have an issue; something came out of the pool of chaos…again…."

"Oh, dear, another Pinkie Pie," the mare snickered behind a wing.

I scoffed at being anything like that wild adolescent. I said, "Well, I'm a colt, so no, I'm not another Pinkie Pie."

"Whoever said Pinkie Pie was just a girl's name," the other stork yawned as she went into typing on a weird-looking device. It looked like a typewriter, but it had a flat screen with various charts and pictures. She typed for a few minutes and then said, "Well, as I can see, there are a few candidates for motherhood coming around tomorrow. We'll have this "Pinkie Pie" placed in the holding area until the Princesses of Time and Space decide to have an audience and determine his fate.

"Alright, well, that's excellent news," Craig chirped as he ruffled my mane with a feather. It was all rather insulting being treated as a newborn soul infused with chaos magic. The female stork sighed in relief as Craig left; she turned her head towards me and said, "look, I didn't want to say it out loud, but with one Pinkie Pie already existing, most likely we'll have to place you as a mortal after she dies of natural causes."

"Wait, what!?" I shouted, being completely surprised at what this female stork was saying. She started typing onto her strange device. "Yeah, if I told Craig the truth, we would've just got into a fight, and the princess of Time and Space is busy keeping the universe from collapsing into a giant black hole. So, they don't have time to assign souls into bodies, so like I said, until Pinkie Pie is dead, you're staying here."

"Hold up!? And where am I going until then?" I shouted back, being furious at this stork's deceit. She picked me up and placed me into a tube.

"Just a lovely playpen where you'll live a carefree existence until I can find a proper mother for you," the stork chirped as she pressed a button and caused him to send him through a long tube. I flew, and eventually, I was placed into a giant pink cloud. Inside, a giant fence made of gold bars surrounded me, and then I turned to see a stork standing over me. The bird looked down with a smile, "hello there, I see we have another little soul who came out of the pool of chaos?"

"Yeah, and who are you?" I asked as I looked around, rather peeved at where I was. The place looked much like this dimension, but with the cloud, a playmate spread out across the cloud, along with some essential foal toys.

"So, I'm just going to stay here until you decide to give me a body?"

The stork looked me over and snickered, "well, you have a body already; it's more like you were supposed to be disposed of, but from the email, I received from Betty, you'll be here until Pinkie Pie dies."

"Why does everyone keep saying that!? What'll be wrong with having two Pinkie Pies!"

"Having one down there is risky enough; if there were two Pinkie Pie's, it could cause a rift in the time and space continuum. Just relax and enjoy your time here. "

"Ok, then…" I grumbled rather angrily, seeing I was getting nowhere, and I didn't want to reveal my true identity.

The stork looked over a clipboard and sighed, "Well, if you can do me a favor and just stay here and be quiet, I have other duties to attend to."

I was somewhat taken aback by this stork's attitude and also a bit concerned, seeing I'm a newborn foal technically being left alone, and asked, "I'm a foal, so won't I need to have my diapers changed? And be cared for?"

The stork rolled her eyes and explained, "sorry, but while you're here, you won't need to eat anything, and you won't defecate or urinate, so honestly, you don't need to be cared for! Besides, you have chaos magic; just conjure up something to entertain yourself."

 She flew up in the air, soared into the skies, and headed off to Celestia.

I didn't see any way out of this place or even where the princesses would be. I then slammed a hoof to my face. "I have chaos magic, right?"

I then decided to try my powers by looking down at the clouds; they reminded me of cotton candy, and then I had the sudden urge to sneeze. I held my head up, and then from out of nowhere, I sneezed out a giant pile of Cotton Candy onto the ground below. I snickered behind my hoof, having no idea how that happened. Then I looked over the fence surrounding everything and saw that I needed something to get me over them.

I then threw my hooves up and squinted my eyes as I thought about conjuring a ladder or anything else to get over the fence. But what came out was a stack of colorful blocks that I was taking out of my mane. I took them and waddled back and forth, creating stairs. I couldn't help but laugh at how easy this was throughout the process and started to bounce about. My whole body was charged from that dip in chaos magic. I continued my trot across the clouds and was somewhat surprised that they could hold my body rather generously. But my gait was slightly awkward with the diaper between my thighs and the clouds beneath my hooves. Besides that, after I finished my stairs, I skipped up the steps. I then looked down into the abyss of night blue sky with twinkling stars flashing below. I see why they didn't have guards here, seeing that most newborn foals would see the endless abyss below, and the fear of death would keep them from ever escaping. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that somewhere below was not only freedom but an audience of the Princesses of Time and Space. So, I took one deep breath, then threw myself from the steps and cried out as I fell below. 

 

 



 

I woke up and found myself surrounded by a rubbery substance. I saw a bright pink bouncy castle, and I was in the middle of it. I had no idea how I ended up the party toy and slowly trotted through the rubbery floor and popped out onto the clouds. I then trotted towards a room filled with stairs leading in all directions, looking like an impossible maze. Seeing that navigating these stairs was unbelievable, I turned towards a map above. Still, the locations and guide were all written a language I'd never seen before, so it would be impossible to navigate the castle. The worst part is that if any of those storks catch me, I'll be put back in that playpen. So, I turned to see an "elevator" and saw the door was wide open. I then slowly trotted towards it and looked to see a bunch of buttons. Also, of course, there were random symbols on them instead of numbers. I then came instead, but the metal box began to descend as I did. I was somewhat surprised at how bland and unappealing this dimension was and waited patiently until the doors opened. There I saw what appeared to be a much darker room, with a floor made of creaky wooden panels and with what to be a storm raging outside and with rain pattering on the windowpanes. I continued to trot down the hall with candles and with many crows wearing ties typing away on typewriters. I slowly trotted down the aisle, seeing how the dreary and solemn atmosphere felt suffocating. Eventually, one of the crows looked up from its work; it waved a wing toward me. I needed help to figure out where to go, so I trotted over rather nervously as the Crow's eyes narrowed and pointed a wing at me.

"Who are you?"

I was taken aback by the question, and I didn't know what to say. So, I took a moment to fix my diaper, then cleared my throat and said, "oh…um…I know it may not look like it, but I'm really an adult stallion named Dr. Whooves, and I've been trying to find a way to turn back into an adult for some time. Can you direct me to where the Princesses of Time and Space reside?"

The crow eyed me and then looked back at the paper, "sure…but, it says here that Dr. Whooves wasn't killed, however, you're not alive either…but you don't look anything like him?"

I groaned, rubbing a hoof over my face feeling self-conscious about my pink coat, "I know, long story short, I fell into chaos magic and ended up like this."

The crow rolled its eyes, waved a wing at me, then said, "all we do is document who dies in mortal planes. So, there isn't much we can do to help you go to the ravens on the floor above us."

Instead, I snapped, "Fine, I will, " infuriated with the bird's attitude."

I then walked off while grumbling under my breath as I started to sneeze a little. Without realizing it, my chaos magic was spreading over with the dreary wooden floor turning into a pink poofy cloud from the "playpen." The typewriters were turning into children's toys with flashing lights and making giggling noises; I saw the stormy skies were bright rainbows and smiling suns. I gulped as I looked around the room; all the other crows started cawing and shouting as they started to fly at me. I ran across the floor and right back into the elevator; I quickly started to slam my hooves onto the buttons shooting upward. It was like being on an intense carnival ride with my eyes watering as I cried out in horror. The elevator suddenly stopped, and I was thrown out right into a throne room.