The Road so Far:
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Doctor Whooves: "I'd use my sensors but they're being jammed! He won't have thought of blocking your equipment, though, cause it's too primitive."
Doctor Whooves: "We're going on an adventure!"
Twilight Sparkle: "In a shed?" ... "It's bigger on the inside!"
Doctor Whooves: "Right. Um. It's a time machine, you see."
Hoofcutter: "The Crusaders! Get them!"
Sweetie Belle: "There has been too much violence, too much pain. But I have an honorable compromise. Just fly away."
Twilight Sparkle: "Will SOMEONE tell me what's going on here?"
Diamond Tiara: "So ... all right. Then I need to tell you about the muffins."
Doctor Whooves: "But soon after, the muffin-ponies started mutating into horrible violent mutant ponies, and not long after that, the world started dying... stuck forever in an eternal late afternoon"
Doctor Whooves: "Well, here's where it gets interesting."
Broken Spoon: "I ... I beg your apologies, G-Great and Powerful Master Colossal! I was surprised... y-you're early!"
Colossal: "Eeeeyup."
Master Spurs: "Now, broken little pony... do you know why, despite all the times you have worked against me, I let you live? Because I think the delicious pain I saw on your face when I came in is more exquisite than any torture I could put you through. To watch you try and fail, time and again, just because you're so broken and useless... it is a small joy for me."
Twilight Sparkle: "You need to find yourself."
Broken Spoon: "Know who I am? I'm Broken Spoon! I - I ... I can't remember, there was a name... but it keeps slipping away."
Twilight Sparkle: "Honesty! Laughter! Loyalty! Kindness! Generosity! And the Element of ... magic!"
Master Spurs: ""Silly little pony! You're not the element of magic anymore! You've lost your link! And now you can DIE!"
(various scenes of violence as The Colossal beats up the good guys)
Broken Spoon: "You think you're so big and tough ... I've seen bigger! I've seen tougher! You think this world you made is so strange! I've seen stranger worlds, and lived through them! You think you're soooooo creepy! I've seen waaaay creepier! You think you're sooooo magical... but your paltry pyrotechnics and your sub par sorceries are as NOTHING before MY awesome wonder and mystical splendor! Cower in fear, oh Minion Minor, for I am the GREAT and POWERFUL TRIXIE! AND I WILL NOT LET YOU HARM ... MY FRIENDS!"
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And now, the season Finale of Friendship is Epic
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"Don't let her finish!" hissed Master Spurs, the small, crippled pony clinging to the Colossal's back with his one good hoof.
"Nnnnnope," The Colossal agreed, and lowered his head. Red light surrounded it, fired out in a narrow, concentrated red beam of light, striking out to hit the Great and Powerful Trixie. It erupted in an explosion of red and blue smoke as it struck the aura around the floating unicorn, sending her flying backwards to land heavily on the ground, groaning.
"It was blocked!" cried The Master, "Do it again! Kill her! KILL HER!"
The Colossal gathered his will again and fired, the ray of red energy striking out. Scootaloo was standing to one side, marveling at her new necklace, and the feeling of energy running through her. The crystal at her throat glowed brightly, and the whole scene seemed to shift into slow motion. She instinctively started running forward, her wings blurring, her hooves barely touching the ground as she dashed across the field, past ponies that seemed as still as statues. She raced the red light, coming up alongside it, then passing it by, to grab Trixie by the tail and haul her out of the way. The red beam struck the ground only a few inches behind her rear hooves, and the explosion sent her tumbling along the hard packed dirt, away from the new crater left in the dirt, instinctively curled around Trixie to protect her. The world swam around her, the pegasus dazed from the blast.
Master Spurs cackled with glee. "Ahahahaha! We've been absorbing the power of the Elements of Harmony for years! You're outmatched!"
Once again, the Colossal gathered his will, and once again a beam fired forward, towards the two dazed ponies, but Scootaloo had bought the other Crusaders time to act. As the red light lashed out, Sweetie Belle stepped into place between The Colossal and his targets. She took a deep breath, preparing herself, and the crystal at her throat flashed into brilliant light. Her horn glowed brightly, and she sang a single pure note, a note that reverberated across the Compound. The dirt erupted in a circle around her, and then a shock wave of pure musical wonder lashed forward from the little white unicorn, striking the red light and clashing with it. The red light rippled, wavered, started to turn back on itself, and there was another explosion. Sweetie Belle stumbled backwards several steps, reeling.
"Try all you like, but our power is unstoppable! You're only delaying the inevitable!"
For a fourth time, the Colossal gathered his will for a magical attack, but before he could release it, a white-clad yellow figure flashed past. Apple Bloom's family was a family of apple buckers, taught kicking from mother to daughter. In Apple Bloom's case, she'd learned from her big sister, and it was one of the few things that she'd been able to keep from the time before the mutants, not to mention the karate lessons she'd been taking from Rainbow Dash. The clear memory of her sister, and her sister's friends, was sharp in her mind as the crystal glowed at her throat. Her hoof impacted the long, bone-white horn of the Colossal, and it twanged and vibrated under the impact. She landed heavily on the dirt next to him, her hooves already churning to keep her moving beyond his counterattack, but she needn't have worried. He staggered and reeled, the gathered magic unable to release with his horn vibrating like that. There was a few quick little red bursts sparking around the Colossal's head, and then a crimson explosion left The Master and The Colossal staggered and battered in a fresh new crater.
Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara hurried to the fallen Scootaloo and Trixie, helping them to their feet. "Comon, hurry," Silver Spoon murmured quickly as she helped Trixie to her feet. "You'll be all right!"
"Let's get out of here before he recovers!" Diamond Tiara hissed, "Comon, Scootaloo! Back to Sweet Apple Acres!"
"No, wait!" Twilight said. "Trixie, you need to gather all the elements together! Work with them to fix everything!"
Trixie had recovered enough to bluster at being ordered around by Twilight. "The Great and Powerful Trixie doesn't need to do anything! Much less follow your orders, Twilight Sparkle!"
Twilight ground her teeth in frustration, but even the boasting and braggadocio of Trixie wasn't enough to hold her attention past the question in Diamond Tiara's eyes. Really? Twilight nodded. "Yes, Tiara," she said softly. "You weren't waiting for me. You were waiting for her."
Hope blossomed in Diamond Tiara's face, a hope that seemed like it had been forever lost. "Yes, let's get out of here," she said to Silver Spoon, and for the first time in years, her voice was laced with the mocking scorn that had so possessed it utterly in her younger years. "If Twilight can't defeat him, then Trixie certainly can't."
Silver Spoon looked startled, and then understanding flashed in her eyes. "Yeah, what could Trixie possibly do against Master Colossal? She's just a minor unicorn!"
Trixie's strength seemed to return in force as she stood up straight, her chest puffed out, her cape fluttering around her as her blue aura erupted into being around her. "The Great and Powerful Trixie can face off against any equine in the land, even an evil alicorn such as this one! It is nothing to the Great and Powerful Trixie!"
Silver Spoon and Diamond Tiara scoffed. "I don't think so," Silver Spoon laughed. "Using the elements needs teamwork, and you're just a loner!"
Diamond Tiara turned her back on Trixie. "Yeah, you don't have what it takes to be part of a team, Loner!"
Trixie reared up on her hind legs, kicking the air. "I'll have you little foals know that the Great and Cooperative Trixie can work with any ponies you choose to put in a team with her!"
With a pair of fierce grins and excited eyes, Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon turned to Trixie. Diamond Tiara simply whispered, "Prove it."
Trixie took the bait, and stepped forward. "All join up behind the Great and Powerful Trixie! Together, we shall banish this malevolent miscreant and his minor mystical malice!" she cried, and the Crusaders joined them, standing strong and recovered, all of their crystals shining brightly at their throats as the six mares faced off against Master Colossal. First Trixie, then the other five, floated up off their hooves, their manes billowing around them as the sudden whirlwind whipped into being. A light shot up from the gem on the crest of Trixie's hat and exploded just above the group in a shower of rainbow-colored sparks. Then a second and a third firework shot up into the air.
Master Colossal dodged back as little sparks of multicolored light fell from the sky, dodging the rainbow streams. Each place the sparks touched, the brown, years-dead grass sprung to life, shone with green life that seemed all the more brilliant for the bleak surroundings. A purple bit of sparks sprayed over a broken and fallen rotted wall, and the wall became alight with bright yellow paint, the wood solid and refreshed. A splash of green sparks over a withered branch of the library tree brought forth a spray of bright leaves.
"I absorbed the power of the elements for years!" Master Spurs cried, his voice strained. "I've been draining off their magic, taking it for my own! You think that your pitiful show can defeat us?! Colossal Stop this!"
The Colossal's horn glowed brightly, and a red shield appeared around them, just in time to block a shower of yellow sparks falling upon them. Green grass bloomed all around them, except for a circle of brown and dead earth at their hooves. Master Colossal was left unchanged. The Master let out a ringing tide of insane laughter.
Trixie lowered her head, her horn glowing, and a great, rainbow-colored firework launched from her horn to strike The Colossal's shield. The Colossal slid back a short distance, leaving a trail of old, dry, dead grass behind him, but his shield held. The insane laughter just kept ringing through the air, even as the sparks splashing off of the shield continued to revitalize Ponyville.
"This isn't right," Twilight said softly, watching the battle, confused. "It should be over by now. I mean, after Discord, Equestria was put back to normal in seconds ..."
Doctor Whooves shook his head. "Discord was putting out his own magic - his magic was flooding Equestria. The Elements just had to change it, to crystallize possibility into reality. Here ... the land has been drained. The Elements are trying to *fill* it all by themselves."
Twilight frowned as fireworks and red beams of light shot back and forth in the background. "Of course! That makes sense! And it's not just friendship that the Elements are powered by! It's ponies! There is no friendship without ponies! that's why ponies make so much of the magic of Equestria! Earth ponies to fuel the plants, pegasus ponies to fuel the skies, unicorn ponies for the heavens themselves! We don't just need the elements, we need ... everypony! We don't need to fix Equestria, just the ponies themselves!" She paused, her eyes flicking left and right rapidly, tracking the thoughts running through her head. "But how to spread it quickly enough?"
There was a particularly loud explosion - a rainbow-colored one, though mostly tinted with red. The wind blew past them, their manes streaming in the gale, and then settled again.
"Carrier wave!" Derpy chirped happily.
"Carrier waaaaaave..." Doctor Whooves drawled, his eyes alight.
"Carrier wave?!" repeated Twilight, more confused, "But what could spread so far and wide to - " Her eyes widened. "OH! Right, of course!" She whirled around to the group of six ponies busy fighting against Master Colossal. A massive red blast from The Colossal laid a trench of dry, dead, rotting grass across the field, but the sparks from the rainbow firework bouncing off his shield splattered across the dry grass, leaving it splotched with patches of green. The five mares all stood behind Trixie, concentrating hard as their Elements focused strength into Trixie's magical aura.
"Scootaloo!" Twilight called. Scootaloo glanced back over her shoulder a moment. "Scootaloo, we need you!"
Scootaloo let out a strained groan, and grunted, "Kinda BUSY right now!"
"They can handle The Colossal for now! You're the only one who can do this!"
Scootaloo let out a frustrated noise, but backed out of the light - it shrunk, and Trixie stumbled backwards, the strain obviously showing.
"What... What are you doing, Twilight Sparkle?" Trixie called back. "We need ALL the Elements!"
"She's going to come back! Just go defensive and build up a huge blast! You'll know when to release it!"
"The Great and Powerful Trixie does not obey your-"
"JUST DO IT!" Twilight cried in frustration, then added, "Please!"
Trixie looked taken aback, but crouched down, and a dome shimmering with rainbow colors settled over the five ponies. Her horn started to glow brighter and brighter, and a sphere shimmering with rainbows started to grow right at the tip of it as she gathered in power. Red light splashed off the shield, making it quiver and shrink, and the other four ponies got closer and closer to Trixie as their zone of safety got smaller and smaller.
Twilight lowered her voice, leaning close to Scootaloo. "Scootaloo, we need a carrier wave of sufficient magnitude to carry an astral wave of one point twenty one Jiga-"
"Twilight!" Scootaloo interrupted, "The quick and easy version!"
Twilight paused in agonized frustration, her brain stumbled over her interrupted explanation, and then she finally managed to simplify it to, "I need you to fly faster than you've ever flown before!"
Scootaloo looked confused a moment, then her eyes widened in understanding ... then she writhed in shame. "Twilight," she whispered, leaning closer. She glanced over her shoulder at the fight, where the other Elements of Harmony were clustered together under the shield, then looked to Twilight again. Her voice lowered further, "I can't fly!"
Twilight planted her hoof on Scootaloo's chest. "You think Rainbow Dash would have let that slow her down? She reached her greatest achievements when her friends were in danger. Let that drive you forward. You're not doing it for you, you're not proving yourself as Dash's successor ... You're doing it for Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom, and all the ponies who need you, right now, to break the land speed record and do what nopony has ever done before."
Scootaloo straightened, and a light shone in her eye. "Well, good thing there's no pressure. You came to the right pony!" She crowed. She paused, as if she were about to say something more, and then she darted off to the Scootbuggy, sitting at an angle off to one side where a blast from the Colossal had rocked it. She opened up a small metal compartment in the back, reached inside, and pulled out an old, battered scooter, the paint half-stripped, the wood worn by years of hooves upon it - but the wheels and axles were still shiny and well-kept.
"It's been a long time," she said fondly to the old scooter, setting it down before her. She hopped on, and her wings blurred with movement, a roaring buzz that propelled her along the ground, streaking away from the battle.
"Where's she goin'?" drawled Apple Bloom in surprise, and the other ponies under Trixie's shield peered over, too.
"Twilight Sparkle, what are you doing?!" cried Trixie, the sphere of light in front of her horn starting to dim, her shield showing cracks in it, the elements pressed in as tightly as possible. "The Great and Inspiring Trixie needs a team in order to show her incredible teamwork! Where are you sending the Great and Cooperative Trixie's valued teammates!"
Twilight turned her head, her eyes alight with hope. "Don't worry, Trixie! Just keep building up that firework! Scootaloo will be back soon, and when she comes, you have to be ready!"
Far off in the distance, the white, purple, and orange speck of Scootaloo stopped being a blur, and resolved to a single, stationary point as the distant mare wheeled her scooter around. Scootaloo narrowed her eyes, seeing the bright clashes of light in the distant compound of the mutant ponies, seeing just a hint of color flaring around them, color that reminded her of the dreams she still had, or memories, of how bright and green the land had been, when she'd been just a foal. She took a deep breath and planted one hoof on the ground, keeping herself in place as her wings blurred, faster and faster. Her hoof started digging a furrow in the ground as her powerful wings pressed her forward, despite her attempts to stay still.
And then she lifted her hoof.
The scooter skimmed over the dirt and dead grass, sending up a brown plume behind her and a shock wave of effect that rippled outwards over the ruined landscape. Faster. Sweat beaded on Scootaloo's brow as she flapped her wings harder than she ever had before, knowing that no speed she'd yet reached would be enough for what was needed. Must go faster. She felt the resistance as the air seemed to press in upon her, pressing on her cheeks, making her goggles press harder and harder into her face, her lips to peel back from her teeth. Faster yet.
"Now, Trixie!" Twilight cried, seeing that blur streaking towards them. "With everything you've got!"
Trixie let out a loud and determined cry, throwing her head back, and then forward once more, the blue shield faltering and then dying as she threw everything she had into this one final firework. Sweetie Belle's voice joined in, less a scream of determination like Trixie's, and more a single, fierce, defiant note, ringing out over the landscape, the music of her magic joining with the light show of Trixie's own. Apple Bloom's cry of encouragement mixed with their voices, along with Silver Spoon's and Diamond Tiara's twin, ringing tones. The massive, multicolored ball of coruscating energy flew forward over the field, the weight of its power pressing down on the brown, dead grass under it, and causing it to once more flare with life and color, leaving a trail of brilliantly green grass spotted with white and yellow flowers in its wake.
To Scootaloo's eye, the final attack was happening in slow motion. No! Too soon! She wasn't going fast enough to reach! A tear seeped from her eye as she reached deeper, threw reserves she didn't even possess into her wings with only one thought in her mind. Their shield was gone. They were defenseless ... and counting on her. If she couldn't do this, they were all doomed! Her wings burned with the effort, and another tear joined the first, seeping out past the goggles and streaking back over her cheek. There, it was halfway to Master Colossal, and she was still a mile away. The mach cone was forming around her, pulling back. Half a mile. A quarter of a mile. Only a block away. The world blurred around her, and all that existed was that brilliant, multicolored light.
A few hundred feet.
Scootaloo pulled slightly to the side, hitting a fallen, dull yellow wall and ramping off of it into the air.
Fifty feet.
She kept hold of the scooter with one hoof, but spread all of her legs wide and spread-eagled, the scooter off to the side as if inconsequential as she flew through the air in a long, soaring jump. Her wings blurred with the effort, she couldn't see from the tears. Just empty air under her hooves, and the light she was hurtling towards.
Fifteen feet.
"I'm Flying."
Ten feet.
Five feet.
One foot.
The mach cone snapped. The scooter-riding pegasus struck into the ball of pure friendship and magic. The world exploded around her with brilliant color.
There was a dull sound of detonation, and the sonic rainbow, a wave of every color imaginable, exploded from the center of Ponyville and spread out over the land. Behind, there was no dead grass, there were no mutants, there were no shriveled leaves or rusty metal. Everything shone with vibrant color, was full of rich life.
Master Spurs and The Colossal screamed as the magic beat against their blood-red shield, tearing it to ribbons in an instant, and the energy hitting them, flowing past them, filling them with life. The Colossal horn shattered into sparkles of energy, his wings shredded and disappeared in the same sparkles. The red of his magic seemed to press into his pale coat, filling him with strength and vitality, shifting it from pale bone-white to a rich, vibrant red. And a bright green apple-half shone brightly on his flank, as Big Macintosh finally returned to himself.
Master Colossal was no more.
The wave washed out over the land. In the ruins of Manehattan, the wave washed over the city, and the mutants prowling its streets stopped in their tracks as their colors returned to brightness, their foul and violent cutie marks disappearing, and their original flowers, musical notes, and constellations appearing in flashes of light once again. They looked around, stunned as the long nightmare ended, the grand Statue of Friendship returned to its glory. In Las Pegasus, the ruined city filled with lights once more, a rainbow sheen of magic, glowing patterns shining into the desert sky, marking its return to the newly recovered ponies. In the Nimbusgait Lakes, the wash of rainbow magic hit the lakes and threw up a giant bank of fog that lifted up into the air, higher and higher, forming the base of what once had been Cloudsdale, ready to be rebuilt. And the wave washed up along the mountains, climbing the cliff faces to hit the tottering, rickety structure of Canterlot, straightening it out, lifting it up and restoring it to shining glory.
To the edges of the land, the wave of friendship washed, covering it in color and life and hope once again. And as it disappeared beyond its edges, the sun, which had hung low and red in the sky for so long, finally finished its weary journey, and dipped behind the horizon, allowing the stars to once more show in a dark sky, and the great, round moon to lift up over the horizon once again.
In Ponyville, the six ponies who were the elements of harmony laid limply on the ground, utterly drained by their effort. Around them, friends and family stirred and lifted themselves up from where the shock wave had knocked them down. Two foals who had come with the Sweet Apple Rebels had eyes filled with tears, and they raced forward, crying out, "Mommy! Daddy!" Among the onetime mutants, Mister and Missus Cake looked up, tears in their own eyes. "Pumpkin! Pound!" They ran into each other and tumbled down into a giant pile of hugs and laughter. Lyra grabbed hold of BonBon in a fierce hug and swung her around happily. Cloudchaser and Flitter leaped up into the skies with ringing laughter and circled around each other as they soared up into the sky.
Near to where Trixie lay prone, where Hoofcutter and Dull Edge had fallen during the fight, two stallions struggled to their hooves, looking a bit dizzy. "Whoah..." said the taller stallion, his dull knife replaced by brightly colored snail. "Whoah. Hey, Snips, we're us again! Most Excellent"
The shorter, stouter stallion was blinking in surprise. "Yeah, Snails! Totally Righteous! The Great and Powerful Trixie saved us!"
"Hey, she called us her friends!" Snails said happily.
"I know, Snails! Quite non-heinous!"
"Heh. We were pegasuses!"
"I know, Snails!"
"Heh-heh. You were a mare!"
"Shut UP, Snails!"
"You and I-"
"SHUT UP, Snails!"
Filthy Rich came forward, his eyes tearing up, as he looked at the prone form of his daughter. "My little princess," he whispered, then raced forward, worried and happy and eager as he gathered her up. "Diamond Tiara!" he said, cradling her head, "are you all right, sweetie?"
Diamond Tiara's eyes blinked open, and she peered up blearily to see her daddy over her. Her lower lip quivered, and the hope she'd suppressed for the past decade burst into glorious joy as she wrapped her arms around him fiercely. "Daddy!" she sobbed, "Oh, I missed you so much!"
Big Macintosh looked around, his eyes wide, then looked over at Apple Bloom, fallen in the dust. He stepped over her, reached out his hoof, drew it back, nervously... Apple Bloom's eyes opened, and she looked up at him, and her eyes widened, then narrowed.
"Oh, Apple Bloom," Big Mac said, his deep voice hesitant. "I ... I'm so sorry ... how can I ..."
"Shut up," Apple bloom said, and threw her forelegs around his neck in a fierce embrace, pulling him down to her and crying tears of joy into his shoulder.
Doctor Whooves smiled in a satisfied manner, clasping Twilight on the shoulder. "Good job," he said simply.
Twilight looked at him, bewildered. "I didn't do anything."
Whooves smirked. "No, of course you didn't." He patted Twilight on the shoulder again. "Anyway. This is usually when we duck out, before everyone's done with the immediate hugging and stuff. If we hang around, they start getting all thankful and feasty and stuff, and that just gets awkward! I'd imagine the TARDIS is over this way..." he said, starting to tug Twilight along.
"Wait!" Twilight cried, "What about Master Spurs, shouldn't we -" She started to turn towards where the small, malformed pony had fallen, and her eyes widened when she saw that nothing was there but a shred of black fabric. "Where'd he go? How'd he go anywhere all twisted up and injured like that?"
With a sigh, Whooves shook his head. "We were all distracted... the magic returning allowed him to - ahh, it's complicated. Suffice to say he's probably long gone by now. He likely has his own TARDIS that was drained of magic till the Elements restored her. Wonder what he looks like now ..."
Twilight sat there with her mouth hanging open for a moment, unsure how to ask the questions that would let her understand that. She wasn't even sure how to ask the questions that would lead her to being able to ask the questions. Then she sighed, shook her head, gave it up.
"Wait..." Doctor Whooves said, looking up into the air with a surprised look. "Do you hear that?"
Twilight tilted her head to the side. It sounded rather like a crackling noise, like electricity arcing over scientific equipment... "Yeah ... what is that?"
Whooves shook his head. "No, it can't be. It sounds like an old Series 2 ..." Lighting arced across the clear, dark sky, joining together in a single point that struck down not far away - a glowing rectangle that swiftly resolved itself into a steel and glass shed.
"Not Bad!" cried Snips and Snails together.
Whooves stepped forward, and his face brightened up as an orange earth pony with a slicked-black mane stepped out, wearing a dark long coat and a pair of wraparound shades. His own face brightened significantly when he saw Whooves, and the two rushed forward towards each other. "Greetings, my most excellent friend!" cried the strange pony, "Thank you for clearing out that interference!" The two reared back and headbutted each other hard, then dropped to the ground clutching at their foreheads and groaning.
"Really?! A second Gallupfrey? Based on *their* magic show and philosophy?" cried Whooves in disbelief.
The strange pony shook his head dazedly. "Well, after you fix the previous focal point, these two will end up temporally displaced. Has it really been two hundred years for you!? And here I saw you just last month!"
"Time Travel," cried the Doctor happily. "Wibbly wobbly-"
"Timey Wimey!" finished the other, and they both laughed happily.
Doctor Whooves led him over to Twilight and Derpy. "Goodness! Here, I thought I was the last one, but I want you to meet and old and dear friend, Guide Reins!"
Guide Reins took up Twilight's hoof and kissed it, then gave a low bow to Derpy. "Charmed, lovely mares." He smirked over to Doctor Whooves. "My excellent friend here did always choose the most bodacious of babes and righteous of dudes to accompany him," he said, his tone a strange mix of slang and solemnity. "But now, I have work to do! Be excellent to one another!" He strode off in the direction of Snips and Snails, who were watching on in wonder.
"And for us," Doctor Whooves said, leading them through the partly restored Ponyville, "Through time and space, anywhere we want... anywhen we want ... but for Twilight, I think, first ... home?"
Twilight nodded. "Home, certainly," she said, then smiled. "But perhaps not for good..."
The Doctor laughed merrily. "Excellent!" he said, kicking a door open to reveal the blue shed, his TARDIS, sitting inside a building, sunlight shining through the dust and the gaps in the ceiling. "Next stop, everywhere!"