"Is she ok Doctor?" Ditzy asked, landing on the ground next to him. The Doctor looked down at the pinkish unicorn. Absently he handed the sonic screwdriver to Ditzy so he could inspect her better. The young mare stirred and opened her eyes with a startled gasp.
“Who… who are you?” she asked looking up at the Doctor and Ditzy, sitting up. “Why are you here? How did you get here?” She started backing away from them
“Calm down now,” the Doctor said soothingly, holding his fore hooves up as if to show he was unarmed. “No need to panic, I’m the Doctor, and this here is Ditzy. We came here in my ship the TARDIS. Why we’re here, well haven’t that one out yet.”
The young pink mare looked at him quizzically. “You are not unicorns..?”
The Doctor tapped his chin with a hoof. “No, not this time around. Wouldn’t MIND being a unicorn, sure would make using things a heck of a lot easier.” Ditzy nudged him with a wing to get him to stop rambling. The Doctor cleared his throat. “Right. What’s your name?”
The mare looked almost saddened by the question. “I don’t have one. “
“Don’t have a name?” This statement bothered the Doctor.
“No. We were never given names. We went by numbers and that was all. My number was 67324. According to the scientists that’s all I needed for identity purposes.”
“Well that’s not right.” The Doctor stated seriously. “Everypony should have a name right Ditzy?” He looked over to where his faithful companion SHOULD have been standing. She wasn’t. “Ditzy??” The Doctor looked around worried. “What have I TOLD her about wandering off?”
“Um, I don’t think she wandered off on her own, mister.”
“What?” The Doctor looked back at the nameless filly. She pointed down a passage way.
“I think she’s down there in one of the tanks”
Not paying attention to how she said the word ‘tanks’ the Doctor rushed down to the capsule that now held Ditzy. “How on earth did she get in there??” he asked out loud.
“The machinery detected I was out of my conatinment and sought to rectify the situation to perhaps replace me.”
The Doctor quirked an eyebrow “What?”
“This laboratory can run for the most part all on automatic systems.”
The Doctor worked on getting the capsule that held Ditzy in a similar stasis that the other pony was in. Ditzy fell out of it into the Doctor’s waiting hooves. “Oh, hello Doctor.” She said with a smile.
“Ditzy, what have I said about wanderig off?” he scolded her.
“But I didn’t, Doctor. I was just standing there with you two over there and then something GRABBED me. Next thing I knew I woke up in your arms.” Ditzy blushed slightly at that.
“You didn’t see who or what grabbed you?” He asked, wondering what exactly was going in in this laboratory his TARDIS decided to bring him to. Ditzy shook her head.
“I told you. Most of the machines here run automatically. They already got what they needed from your mare friend.” The young unicorn indicated the container that was next to the one Ditzy was in.
“What?” The Doctor asked as he and Ditzy walked over to the container. Inside it seemed there was a very small figure, the size of a newborn foal.
“What??” Now the Doctor was more confused than ever.
“The machine here took your friend to get the DNA from her. I guess you taking me from my container jump started the automatic system. What I don’t get is, is that the machine would have needed a second DNA sample to create. Where would it have gotten a second sample?” she looked over at Ditzy.
Ditzy thought for a second. “OH! I had the sonic screwdriver in my hoove when I was taken. The Doctor uses it in his mouth…”
“That would be it then.” Ditzy and the unicorn walked over to the Doctor, who was still looking up at the machine with the foal inside.
“This machine basically took from both of your dna samples and put together what it deemed to be the best genetics.”
“What?” the Doctor looked over at her.
“Basically, Mr Doctor. The filly in this tank, is your’s and Ditzy’s daughter.
The Doctor and Ditzy both had identical blank confused looks on theyre faces.
“WHAT!?”