//------------------------------// // Muffins // Story: Tired and other stories (A collection of the Doctor and Ditzy Doo Short Stories) // by Ron Jeremy Pony //------------------------------// Muffins A Doctor and Ditzy Doo Story A smile crosses my lips as the Tardis lands. She, I know she’s a she because of how she acts for the Doctor, seems to be a little tired once we come to a stop. The Doctor had said once that sometimes she needed to feed on energy. I guess our last trip with those weird Da… Dalips, no… Daluck? Ugh… I can’t remember, things tired her out. I see the Doctor still sleeping. He’s been sleeping for three days now. I would be scared about it, but I’ve known him to do weird things like this before. I crawl out of bed, gently kiss his forehead, and walk toward the kitchen. I’m hungry, and a special lemon surprise muffin is what I’m a craving! As I walk into the kitchen I take a notice of our supplies. We have more than enough food to last a few months. That’s not a problem, and there’s quite a bit of sugar, the butter is down to sixty packages from a hundred, but then again the Doctor does like butter. I smile at the thought. I’ve caught him eating a stick of butter, by itself, a few times. Taking a moment to find everything I need I start making the muffins. I stop and think about the Doctor. He always eats anything I make, but he does like English Muffins… Ewwwww… the thought of those things almost makes me not hungry, but I like to see him smile. I quickly start on making a dozen English Muffins. He can have them when he wakes up. I go back to my Special Lemon Surprise Muffins! It takes almost no time to finish the mix, and soon I have three, one dozen, muffin pans ready. I slide in my two dozen Special Lemon Surprise Muffins, and his one dozen English Muffins. I walk over to cabinet and find the tea kettle. He does love tea. I don’t mind it, and I’ve developed more of a taste for it since traveling with him. I go about filling the kettle, setting it on the stove, and then it happens. It always happens. My flank finds the edge of another cabinet and causes six large mixing bowls to fall out into the floor. I shake my head and look at the mess. The Doctor has never gotten mad at me for making these messes. Actually, he has said that my…posterior… That’s such a weird word for it. I mean I don’t mind Flank or plot, but posterior? Hehe, it doesn’t sound right. Anyway, he’s said a few times that my posterior has been a saving grace to us. He says that somehow it helps make things turn out right in the end. I put the bowls up and check the timer. I’ve got a few minutes before the muffins are done, and I really want to make sure he’s okay. Walking back into the bedroom I see him moaning softly in his sleep. I gently touch his muzzle and feel him trying to nuzzle into me. I lean down and hug him. He returns it and mumbles in his sleep. “Ditzy,” he mumbles before becoming quiet. I feel my face blushing. I can’t help but smile and gently I pull back. I kiss him, hoping that he won’t mind, and walk back toward the kitchen. Now I’m glad that I’m making the tea and English Muffins. It means that I’m being a good Fillyfriend! Well, I would be a good friend anyway, but… this is different… I hear banging coming from outside. I walk toward the door and open it to see a pink mare looking at me with a curious stare. “Hi! Whatcha doing in Sugarcube corner? I mean I know why I’m in Sugarcube corner, ‘cause I live upstairs and help the Cakes out, but what are you doing here? And did ya know that you’re blocking the bathroom? I don’t mind so bad, ‘cause Twilight said that I can come over anytime to visit her and stuff. Like one time I went over to visit and took a whole bunch of cupcakes, but she didn’t want any at the moment, and I was like ‘who doesn’t want cupcakes?’ and she was all like ‘Pinkie it’s two am, go to bed’, but it’s no fun to just go to bed, but anyway, if you don’t mind to move your weird cart thingie I would really like to go number one really soon!” she says. “Ummm… I don’t know how, but you can use our bathroom,” I say. She smiles, comes inside and then whistles. “Wow… It’s really bigger on the inside! You know who would like this?! Twilight! She would love this! I’ll be right back!” she exclaims before running out of the door. I watch as she disappears and close the door. She was friendly. I hear a yawn and walk back to see the Doctor stretching. The sound of the timer going off echoes and I walk over to the kitchen. I pull the muffins out, pour us both a cup of tea and put him two English muffins, half a stick of butter, and his cup of tea on a tray and take it to him. “Ditzy! Oh! English Muffins! Brilliant!” he exclaims as he grabs one, slathers it with butter, and begins eating like a starving Stallion. I chuckle and walk back into the kitchen. I get a Special Lemon Surprise Muffin, my cup of tea and walk back into the bed room. He’s finished the two muffins, drank the tea, and is eating the rest of the stick of butter. “It was just sitting there,” he says his mouth full of the yellow mess. I smile and eat my own muffins. He moves his tray over and stands up. I catch him walking past me and see his wings shoot straight out. I giggle as he tries to wave it off. I don’t mind. After all, he’s my coltfriend, and we’re supposed to like each other. I’d be worried if he didn’t like me like that. We both hear knocking and both of us walk to the door and open it to see Pinkie and Twilight. The Librarian groans and walks inside before he eyes get wide. “Wha… wha… what is this?!” she cries. “I know right! Like I said it’s bigger on the inside… Ohh…. I really gotta use the bathroom, can I still use it?” Pinkie asks. I nod and lead her in the direction of it. She spots it, takes off, and I turn back around to see Twilight’s eye twitching. “It’s bad dream, that’s all it is. Luna is playing a prank on me. There’s nothing that can make something bigger on the inside than it is on the outside,” she said. I giggle as the Doctor rolls his eyes.