I pay for our meals, as Whooves forgot all of his bits. I leave a generous tip for Pinkie on the table, and then we walk out of the cafe.
"Good meal" My friend says to me.
I nod. "So when would we be leaving?"
"Well, seeing as how I have a time machine, I don't think when really matters"
"So can we go as soon as we get home?"
"I don't see why not" he says. We walk along for a while, a happy silence descending apon us. "So how's you life going?" He asks me out of the blue.
"What? Fine, I guess. Just a little lonely"
He looks at me as we walk. "How so?"
"Well, where to start" silence develops as I think. "My daughter is off running around with Vinyl Scratch, and she hardly ever writes or calls. Octavia is gone alot with her orchestra, playing at different concerts, you're just flat out gone, I never know when you'll be back, if you'll be safe. While you four are off doing things, having experiences, making memories, I've been left in the dust. Alone. I spend my days playing games, listening to music, not experiencing the world, not making memories"
The Doctor looks at the ground, and then looks up, before speaking. "All this time, I thought I was protecting you by leaving you behind. Keeping you out of harms way so you can live. But your not really living, are you?"
"Nope. I'm just living, but doing nothing more then breathing"
"Oh my god that sounds horrible"
I nod sadly. "You know what it's like being trapped in your head, no way to vent, stuck with yourself? Your own thoughts turn against you, run rampant. So I've started playing extremely loud music till I can't hear myself think"
"I'm sorry" I hear him mutter. "So sorry"
I feel the coldness that had developed from all that time trapped with myself rise up. "Sorry? That's all you have to say?" I say harshly.
"I. I don't know what else to say"
Just as quickly as it rose, it sinks back down. "Sorry. Just a little upset"
"I know, and you have every right to be. I know what this calls for! Adventure! Quickly, into the Tardis!" He starts running, and I give chase.
We arrive in our yard panting. "Well, that was fun" he says. "You feel like visiting Vinyl and Rainbow Dash?"
"Yeah. Lets see how they're doing" he unlocks the door of the blue phone box sitting oddly in the yard, and walks in. I follow him.
No matter how many times I'm in here, it always amazes me how such a big ship can fit in a little police box.
Tardis makes its usual sound as we move out of this area and go to wherever Dashie and Vinyl are, except it sounds a little off, almost sick.
I'm not the only one who notices it. "She doesn't sound too good. Sounds almost like, indigestion? She's been sucking up all the ambient magic in this place, and it sounds like she sucked up a little bit of bad magic" the noise returns to normal. "There we go. Just gotta work it outta your system, eh?" He affectionately slaps the Tardis.
"So where we going?"
"Tardis tracked them to Manehatten, in a club. We're gonna set down in an alley next to it, and walk in. From there I have no clue what will happen"
"Sounds fun"
"And here we are. Right out those doors" he geustured to said doors. "You first" I walk out of the wooden doors, and step into the city lights.
"Hold on a moment, it was day when we left. Now it's night"
"Ah well, we only shifted a few hours. In fact, it was only 11 hours"
I roll my eyes, and then walk onto the main street. I can instantly pick out which building to go to, as there's only one on this entire block with neon lights, and loud modulated bass seeping through the walls onto the dark sidewalks bordering it.
The two of us cross the street, and stop in front of the bouncer.
He's a large grey pony. Tall, and not too happy looking.
"I.D.s, or your not getting in"
I look at the Doctor. Neither of us have our wallets on us. He all of a sudden pulls a blank slip of paper out of his collar, flashes it to the bouncer, and then puts it back in his collar.
"My opologies, sirs, right this way. Would you two care for a VIP section to be set up?"
What the hell did the bouncer see on that paper?
"Yes, we would love that. By the way, who would be DJing tonight?" Whooves says.
The bouncer does a double take. "You don't know? DJ Pon3 and DJ D4sh!"
"Oh, yes, I remember now. Thank you"
"No prob. Right this way"
He leads us to a slightly large booth on the second floor, overlooking the dance floor.
"Yo, Wubs, take care of these two, K?" The bouncer shouts into te crowd
"Ya sure!" Is shouted back.
"Have fun" the bouncer says, then walks back to the door.
A blue pony with vibrant red hair walks up to us "You two bruhs need anyding?"
"Um, yes, hard cider for me" I say.
"I'll have the same" Whooves says.
"Alright, I'll be back" he walks back down to the bar, then returns with our drinks.
I look at the Doctor, and he looks at me. "Physic Paper" he explains. "It shows people what I want them to see. I'm not sure what it was, but it worked"
I nod. I take in the ambiance.
The extremely loud, pounding bass is the first recognizable thing, almost making the entire building vibrate. And the how dark it is. There's no lights, except for a few lights in our round booth, and the neons, and one industrial light up on the DJ podium, where the hair of both Vinyl and Dashie stock out brightly. And then the voices of everypony here, so loud it almost blocks out the wubs.
I see our man walking by, and so I try and get his attention. "HEY, WUBS!" I shout, trying to be heard over the noise. He hears me, and walks over to our booth.
"What can I get ya bruhs? Already drank all yo booze?" He says with a slight smile.
"Well, no, but I could use another hard cider. But before you go, I was wondering if the two DJs could pay us a visit at some point?"
"Well, only one can come up at a time. Hoo yoo want?"
"Bring up the Rainbow haired one"
"Alrite! I see you like them yung ones, right?" He saws with a dirty smile.
"No, it's not like that"
"Alrite, wateva ya say, bruh. Hoo shud I say iz callin her?"
"An old friend"
"Ah, I see. Wanna stay hiddn, like a spy, rite? Wateva not mah biz. Shell be up soon, wit yur cider"
"Thanks" I say.
He walks down, up onto the podium, tells something to Dash, while gesturing to our booth. She looks up, but I'm well hidden in the shadows. He hands her a glass bottle of cider, and she walks off up to our booth.
"Here's your cider, mister. Who are you, and why do you want me?" She asks curiously.
"Hello Dashie" I say, stepping into the light.
"High dad!" She says hugging me. "Welcome to club P0N135