Hurricane

by Mudkipman98

Prison and the Escape

One week. One week since the shooting. One week since Applejack had been thrown in jail. The evidence was overwhelming. Her lawyer recommended pleading guilty. So she did. She was thrown in jail immediately.
Sure, her friends had come to visit, but they all acted distant. It was almost as if they didn't know her. They said they were sorry, but for what, Applejack couldn't tell. Rainbow Dash seemed to be the only one who fully supported her. She kept saying that if Applejack ever broke out of jail, she would help her clear her name.
It was an offer Applejack had gladly taken. But of course, she had no hope of escape. No hope of justice or a hearing by a court. As far as the judicial system was concerned, she was guilty of first degree murder. Because she 'confessed', she was given a life sentence instead of the death penalty.
It was the same message to her either way. Because of her race, she was blamed for something she didn't do. Damn unicorns and their racism. Ponyvillians didn't care either way. They were all brothers and sisters. Canterlot citizens however, held extreme prejudice toward the earth ponies for a long forgotten reason.
Jail life was tough on the work horse. She could easily take the physical challenges, though the lack of well made food was disheartening. Ever day, she fell into her smelly cot, tired and sore from mining in the nearby caves, a punishment that all inmates were subjected too for their first month. Her 'room mate' was some old stallion who had used too many steroids and whose muscles had begun to deflate like helium-filled balloons that had lost their ability to float. His stories were entertaining enough. He talked about his 'adventures' before he was thrown in jail, which were obviously just hallucinations due to his drug use. Yet they were still entertaining. Other than that, her life had become meaningless in her one week imprisonment. Ever day was the same. Get up, eat what the cooks called breakfast, go to work in the mines, eat lunch, work, eat dinner, then collapse in her cot and listen to more of the old stallion's drug hallucinations. As far as she was concerned, the mare called Applejack no longer existed. Not really, that is.

Another week passed, and Applejack felt like nothing but a lifeless shell of her former self. The stallion she had shared the cell with had been moved, and she was now all alone. She oddly missed his company, though he could be a pain in the butt sometimes.
As the hours droned by on her 14th day, she could think of nothing more relaxing than lying on her smelly cot at the end of the day. When the time finally arrived, she was returned to her cell by a guard, where she flopped onto her cot's lumpy surface.
As she closed her eyes to sleep early, she began to hear a weird whirring noise. Her eyes snapped open when she realized that it was coming from inside her cell. Sitting up, she thought she saw a big blue box materializing in the corner. She rubbed her eyes with her hooves, trying to clear her vision. Sure enough, she wasn't just seeing things.
Now in full reality in the corner of her tiny cell was the TARDIS in all its glory. Its outside shimmered in the dim light, and the words Police Public Call Box were clearly visible on the upper edge of it.
Listening closely, Applejack could hear voices coming from inside. "No joke. The air literally smells like warm root beer," came the voice of a stallion.
"But *muffled*, I thought you were going to take me to space Florida. I heard they have an excellent space Best Buy out there," came a responding mare's voice. Applejack knew who would step out of that shimmering blue box before she heard the voices, yet hearing them confirmed her suspicions. As the door swung open, Applejack saw the figures of none other than the Doctor and... Ditsy Doo? What was she doing there? As far as Applejack knew, the Doctor currently traveled alone. Why, she had seen him a week before the shooting running from nothing but still hurrying into his blue box by himself.
"Applejack!" shouted Derpy. "What are you doing in prison? Better question. Doctor, why are we in a prison?"
"I don't know Derpy. I don't know. However, I want to know the same thing you do. Applejack, why are you in prison?"
"An' why are you travelin' with Ditsy? I thought you traveled alone after what happened with-" She caught herself. Maybe he hadn't met Vinyl Scratch yet. Maybe this Doctor didn't know what happened between them. "Wait a minute. When did you run into Ditsy?"
"Well, it was when I first arrived here, during the summer sun celebration," said the Doctor. "Why do you ask?"
Okay then. So this Doctor showed up during the summer sun celebration, while the Doctor she knew appeared during the Discord incident. That must mean...
"Uh, Doctor? I think you're from another one o' them alternate universes. The Doctor Ah know showed up durin' the Discord incident, and he only ever traveled with Vinyl."
"Vinyl Scratch, eh?" The Doctor chuckled to himself. "Hm. Anyway, you never answered my question. Why are you in prison?"
"Ah was framed for a shootin' in a bar in Canterlot. These two ponies Ah don't even know convinced the cops to find false evidence on me. My lawyer jus' recommended that Ah plead guilty so Ah wouldn't get the death sentence. Ah still got life though, and Ah ain't done nothin' wrong!"
The Doctor and Derpy looked at each other nervously. "So no one thought to believe the element of honesty? I mean, you are the element of honesty in this dimension, right?" asked the Doctor.
"Yer darn tootin'."
"Well then, step inside." The Doctor then pushed open the door to the TARDIS.
"What, you mean break out o' jail? But that's illegal!"
"Sshhh! Keep your voice down," said Derpy in a whisper. "Yes, it's kind of illegal. But we can't just let you sit here and face life if you didn't kill anyone."
The doctor simply held out his hoof and motioned Applejack inside. Gulping, the work pony began to slowly walk toward the door. When she stepped inside, she couldn't believe what she saw. She'd heard the myths, but she never imagined them to be true.
To put it simply...
"It's bigger on the inside," gulped Applejack, hardly able to breath from how shocked she was. The Doctor mouthed the words behind her as they were leaving her mouth. He immedately began speaking when she was done.
"Yes I noticed that. Timelord technology. Never leave home without it. Well, not that there's a home to return to." Applejack thought on that last comment for a moment. The Doctor jogged up to the big console in the center of the massive room she found herself in. He began to press a few buttons and turn a couple of dials. Then, picking up a mallet and putting his free hoof on a lever, he shouted with excitement in his voice, "Avante!"