Time Turner stopped running upon turning the corner behind a nearby building. Ditzy began to try and catch her breath after that short burst of running. Time Turner tapped his chin with his hoof and began to think.
“Doctor...why did we run? I thought you said that he might be the one?” Ditzy said, inhaling deeply.
Time Turner scrunched his face as he shook his head slightly. “I said I think he is. That fob watch he had, I think it's Gallopfreyan, but it's hard to say. I couldn't check the watch in time. Equestrian fob watches and Gallopfreyan fob watches look almost identically alike." He said shrugging his shoulders.
“How will we know for sure?” Ditzy asked.
Time Turner smiled and rub his hoof through her mane. “All in good time Ditzy. We just have to bide our time,” He said grabbing her hoof and dragging her along with him. “But for now we’ll head back to the Tardis.”
There it was. Just as beautiful as when it was first built. You almost shedded a tear at how magnificent the entire farm was looking. As you walked up to the house, you looked around and saw how large the orchard had gotten. You could almost remember when these large rows of trees was just in empty field and the trees we're just settling. You were glad to see that these trees had grown so large, and bore prosperous fruit.
As you walked up the wooden steps to the house, you could feel your oldness disappear as you began to hear laughter. As you slowly walk to the door, you turned your head to the left and saw two foals playing around in an abandoned field.
Of course you had recognize that one of the young foals was you, and the other was your old friend Granny Smith. The two of you were playing tag and she was it. She can never really catch you, so the games usually was one sided, but she didn't mind, she always spend her time looking after you and keeping you out of trouble. You old a lot to her and you decided that before you passed away that you would thank her for it.
You inhaled slightly and knocked on the door. You waited for a few seconds before hearing the locks on latch unlock, before watching as the door opened up revealing a blonde maned mayor with green emerald eyes. She look at you with a curious gaze as she tried to determine who you were and what you were doing here. "Um, may I help you?" She asked waiting for a reply.
She looks just like her. The resemblance between the two was almost uncanny, you figured that she must have been Granny Smiths granddaughter.
"Oh, I'm looking for Granny Smith. Do you know where she might be?” You asked giving the young mare a toothy grin.
The mare looked at you for a second and nodded her head. "Grandma! There's someone here to see you!” She said while opening up the door so you could enter into the house. You gladly took her up on her offer and walked inside. Surprisingly the house looks just about the same from all those years ago. Of course there was a few more decorations here and there, but overall the house was pretty much the same.
As you examined the house, the sound of footsteps begin to become audible through the old house. “Hold on now. I'm getting old. I can't move as fast as I used too.” An old elderly voice said letting out a hearty laugh. You turned your head towards the sound of the female voice and watched as she emerged from the hallway. “Now, who's here to see me-” Granny Smith soon stopped in her tracks upon seeing you. Your eyes slowly begin to form tears as you look up on the old mare that was standing in front of you. She slowly began to walk towards you with a shock and somewhat relieved expression. She seemed to have been fighting back the tears to cry just as much as you were. “I never forget a face.” She said her voice being barely audible.
You smiled as you nodded your head. “I know. I told you I would be back.” You said embracing her in a much desired hug.
When she let go of you, you didn't even see her raise her hoof as she planted a hard slap against your face.
As you took a step back from the impact, you watched as the old mare in front of you begin to break down. Something in it and which her granddaughter had never seen before judging by her expression. “Where were you?” Granny Smith yelled. “Where the hell were you?” She said causing your ears to flatten with shame. Its been decades since you last seen her and you didn't even have an excuse to make.
“I-I just forgot?” You asked rather than stated. You watched as Granny Smith raised her hoof again, but instead of hitting you she pulled you into another hug and just sobbed silently into your shoulder. You couldn't help but to embrace her one more time.
The two of you sat in the living room as she recovered. Granny Smith’s granddaughter walked into the room and handed the both of you a glass of fresh apple juice. “This is my granddaughter Applejack.” Granny Smith sniffled.
"Howdy!" Applejack said still confused about what happened earlier.
“Hello.” You said acknowledging her greeting.
“Applejack, this is the old friend I used to tell you about," Granny Smith smiled. "This is Inkwell. A friend of mine from way back when I was Apple Bloom's age.” She said wiping a tear from her eye.
“You knew my grandmother?” Applejack asked causing you to scoff.
“Knew her? We used to do everything together. We used to be the best of friends.” You said giving it to them it to the ground.
“Yes, yes we were,” Granny Smith said sadly. “Applejack, can you leave us for a bit while we reminisce about the past?” Applejack nodded her head and left the two of you alone.
When she was positive that Applejack left, Granny Smith began to speak again. “How have you been doing for these past eighty something years?” She asked curious as to how your life has been going. You rub the back of your neck sheepishly.
You rub the back of your neck sheepishly. “Geez, has it been that long? I've been doing fine. I've retired from the writing business a decade ago, so now I've been living on my retirement fund.” You said thinking about all the stories and newspapers you had written.
“I see,” she said almost quiet. “Why didn't you come and visit me?” She asked. You couldn't really blame her for being angry at you. Its been a long time since the last time you seen each other, you didn't even send a postcard to confirm that you were still alive.
“I don't know... I just forgot,” You said sad at the fact that you were admitting it. “For some reason you slipped my mind. I know, that's a horrible thing here from your former childhood friend but is true. I just forgot about you,” This time it was Granny’s turn for her ears to flatten. “But recently all I've been able to think about was two things and one of those two things just so happened to be you. I didn't want to die of old age and not see my dear old friend one last time."
Watching a smile form across her face truly felt like the best thing in the world. You waited years to see this and you were glad it was worth the wait.
"Hold on, what was the other thought? Granny Smith asked.
“The other what?”
“Just now you said that you were thinking of two things, what was the other one?” She asked.
You smiled and pulled out your favorite little fob watch. "Remember this? You asked as her eyes widened with surprise in a little bit of something else. You could put your hood on it but you could have sworn she looked at your watch with a little bit of discontent.
“Oh geez, that old thing. You still have it?” You nodded your head and began to look at it. “Why would you be thinking about that? You have that watch since forever.” She exclaimed causing you to chuckle.
“Yeah I know, but the watch is busted. It won't work, nor can I open it. I was wondering if you could be so kind enough to fix it for me.” This time you were paying attention to her, you could totally see that her smile have faded somewhat at the mention of opening up your watch.
"Of course. Let me go and get my tools and we'll have that watch fixed up,” She said standing up from her chair. “Applejack can you go out into the tool shed and grab my tools?"