//------------------------------//
// Quickly, into the Tardis 
// Story: My perfect world 
// by Lonepone 
//------------------------------//

I’m sitting in my desk chair (after kicking Bass out of it, who’s now sitting on the couch), preparing to tell everyone as much as I can remember. Mr. Dash and Rainbow Dash had left, promising they’ll check back later. Derpy is sitting on the couch, eating a muffin. I have no clue where she got it.

“How long have I been gone again?” I ask, not believing it’s been two weeks.

“One week, six days, and we don’t know the exact hour count” Lyra says.

“Where were you? We looked everywhere, but we couldn’t find you” Octavia asks. “For some reason Mr. Dash and Whooves showed up here. We talked for a bit, and I told them about how had to go. Mr. Dash said we should go check up on you, and so I thought that the first place you would go would be to your club, seeing if you could spend the night there, or at least get a little cash. We walked there, but the manager said you had already left, with some bits she gave you. We decided to go home at that point, and wait for the next morning. Jason and Whooves stayed here. The next morning we tried to find out where Bass and Synth were at, so we again went to talk to the manager, thinking she’d know. She did, and so we went to their hotel. They said you had already left. The next week and a half we spent looking for you. I was just hoping you hadn’t bought a train ticket, and decided to move on from here. I am glad you’re back Vinyl. But where were you?”

“To tell you the truth? I don’t really know. I left their hotel to go for a walk or something... And then my memory goes blank. Next thing I remember, is waking up at Derpy’s who said she was watching me and Dash. I tried asking her why we were there, but she said she couldn’t tell us” I look at derpy.

“That’s right, I can’t tell you. I would if I could, but I can’t. I can tell you, however, that things are much better than they were before this” She says.

“And what do you mean ‘than they were before this’? And how is Dash back alive? What happened?” Dr. Whooves asked. “You know what, I’ll find out myself. I’ll go back in time, and see what happened in my Tardis. You are more than welcome to come with, Vinyl, but nopony else will fit”

Derpy gets a determined look. “I’m sorry, whoever you are, but I can’t let you do that”

“Dr. Whooves. And why the bloody hell not? We have to know!”

“I already told you, I can’t tell you. Why don’t you listen? If you go back and open up those memories, bad stuff will happen” 

“What do you mean if ‘I open those memories?’ And what could possibly happen from remembering something? Derpy, what is going on?” He says forcefully.

“I can’t tell you! Why don’t you listen to me?” She’s angry now.

“Fine, whatever, I’ll just go back and find out myself. I’m sure Bass would be willing to help by not letting you interfere?” He asks, looking at Bass. Bass nods in agreement. “There, see? You might as well just tell us”

“I can’t, I won’t tell you, and you’re not going to be like what I have to do if you try and go back. He warned me about this possibly happening, and gave me a way to stop it” She says, shaking. At this, Synth starts to look truly worried.

“Sure I will” He says sarcastically. A glow proceeds to fill the room, and the Tardis pops into existence. “Coming, Vinyl?” I get up, and we both proceed to walk to the call box looking device. We’re a foot away, when Whooves disappears with a startled shout and a little pop. The room is oddly silent, as we all look at Derpy. She’s panting slightly, as though she had just finished a sprint.

Octavia runs, no, flies across the room, pinning Derpy against the wall by her wings.

Mr. Dash  sees what's going on, and makes an accurate guess of what was happening. “Quickly, into the Tardis. Whooves showed me how it works. Vinyl, I need you to concentrate on where and when we need to be, and then we’ll go” The two of us run into the machine, and I hold the time and place firmly in my head. Right as I was leaving Bass and Synth’s hotel. The room around us fades out. We see quick flashes of stars, galaxies, before the area around us resolves into an old abandoned warehouse. There’s a gray stallion there, with a black mane. Blood on his hooves.