//------------------------------// // Fatherhooves // Story: Fatherhooves // by Violise //------------------------------// Fatherhooves Hello. I am Dr.Whooves, for those of you who don't quite know me personally. I am also the 25th incarnation of the Doctor, and have been alive for countless generations. In this span, I have fought Daleks, Sontarans, Davros, Weepings Angels, The Silence, Rani, Cybermats, The Master, and even myself; but, I am recording this story in particular for my future selves-or anyone else who should happen to find this, because I am about to face my greatest challenge once again...Fatherhood. Oh, and also pears...I have to deal with pears as well... "Papa," a young filly crept up on the colt, nearly startling him out of his fur, "I need some water for Ms. Muffins." Whooves turned to face the filly, careful not to act to suspicious. "Alright, Dinky, I'll be upstairs in a minute." "Thank you, Papa." She keeps calling me that...it's like she's been saying it her whole life...maybe I shouldn't take that for granted. Oh, I'm terribly sorry, where are my manners. I'll have to start at the beginning, just to clarify.. ~A few weeks back~ "Hey, Whoovsie, are you ready for this?" Derpy walked up to Dr.Whooves with a bubbly grin plastered across her face. "Sigh, as ready as a Timelord can be, my faithful assistant..." Whooves and Derpy walked out into the bright midday sun. There, among the calililies and turnips was a large gathering of ponies. At first glance, it looked like there was a festival occuring, but Whooves knew better than that. It was not a festival, but a wedding. His wedding, to be exact; to his faithful companion Derpy Doo. He looked over at the still smiling mare as they proceed down the isle. At the head of the isle was Princess Celestia, who had agreed to preside over the wedding after a rather interesting incident at the Canterlot labs. It had seemed that one of the head technicians, after overhearing a conversation between the Princess and Whooves, decided to try his hoof at build a ponified Cyberman (Cyberpony, if you will) of his own. Needless to say, the fiasco took a large chunk of the facility, and half of Whooves' tail, directly to the sun. "You remember that this is your one favor, right?" Celestia whispered into Whooves ear. Whooves chuckled softly, so as to not ruin the moment. "Sure, Tia. At least until we wind up in another mess of some kind. You do know i'm kinda notorious for predicaments?" It was Celesia's turn to chuckle, "Oh I'm sure your right, at least in that respect." Derpy cleared her throat, drawing the whispering duo's attention. "uhm; we are kinda trying to do a wedding Doctor. You think you can join us?" "Oh, Yes." He looked sheepishly at the crowd. "You are quite right, Derpy. Shall we, Tia?" Celestia nodded as they prepared the sermon... ~~~ "....I am honored to say that I now pronounce you officially wed, Mr. and Mrs. Whooves." Celestia finished the sermon with a surreptitious round of applause from the entire audience. Derpy Whooves looked shakily at her new husband, tears filling every corner of her eyes. Dr.Whooves had rarely felt a moment as pure as this, and it was finally with his ideal mare. This young mare with blonde hair like the bright wheat fields on a summer evening. Skin like the fog drifting smoothly over the banks of a river on an ice cold morning. Eyes that were as deep and clear as the center of the sky on the darkest of Luna's nights. Her Cutie Mark shown with the brilliance of the finest marble, cut into the shape of a series of perfectly round bubbles. everything about this mare was beautiful, all the way up to her marvelously light and pure attitude towards life. Whooves stared deeply into his new Mares' eyes and embraced her in the softest yet firmest hug he could muster in that moment. They shared a brief kiss and looked out into the crowd. In the front rows on either side were all of the couples friends, Bonbon and Lyra, Carrot Top, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Spike, Roseluck, Cheerilee, Big Mac, Caramel, and lastly in the row, Dinky Whooves; Dr. Whooves new step-daughter. He looked at his new daughter, trying to read her expressions.She looked like a blank slate, with no hint of anything betraying her. In any other situation, he wouldn't have payed attention to this display, but this was his new daughter, and this was going to be a new chapter in her life. He looked out at the rest of the crowded and saw mixed reactions among them, as well. He couldn't quite pin why, but he had a feeling that they knew something he didn't. But again, he shrugged off these apprehensions and carried his new wife across the threshold of the tree home turned impromptu church. ~Later that Afternoon~ Derpy and Whooves had just finished grabbing the last of their things out of the moving van and into their new home. Whooves looked over at Derpy, who was chatting with her old boss about the wedding, and he decided to go look around the new house to get a good feel for it. He looked at the kitchen, which had a small marble finish for the flooring and a spearmint green paint-job on the cabinets and walls. He then took a peek at the back of the house. From where the house stood, you could get a beautiful view of the sunset over Canterlot from the back window. He then decided to take a trip upstairs to see his new bedroom. He was stopped, however, when he heard Dinky playing in her new room. After trying, rather unsuccessfully, to get the little filly to play some games with him after the wedding; and also failing to even get her to laugh when Derpy chased him, like a weeping angel, through the house. He decided that now was a good time to get a better feel for his new daughters attitude. Whooves peaked his head through the door-frame and saw Dinky was playing with some stuffed animals, namely a muffin, which she called 'Mommy', a small alicorn named 'Pluto', and a ripped colt Unicorn. She seemed to be asking Mommy about the Unicorn. "...Mommy, why doesn't Mr.Mailcolt come over anymore?" "Well, he is very tired right now, and he is taking a nap for a while," Mommy said. "But I wanted to play with him some more," Dinky whined. "Well," Pluto said, "if a pony gets too tired they don't wake up." "But he didn't look tired at all." "I'm sorry, Dinky, but he can't come play anymore. You'll just have to play with your new friend," Mommy said. "But I don't wanna. He looks mean, and I don't know him and he is just going to take Mommy away just like Mr.Mailcolt when he got tired." "He's not going to take her away,"Pluto said. Dinky sniffled, "Yes, he will. 'Cause he's not like daddy...he's nothing like him." Whooves understood the situation all to well. Dinky seemed to be a filly that had trouble communicating, so she resorted to talking with her dolls. It was definitely a good thing that he checked on her when he did. It seemed that he was going to have to work very hard from now on. He didn't want to let a chance of a lifetime go to waste. ~Later that Evening~ Like any good Timelord, Whooves had just come out of the shower, drenched from head to hoof, trying futilely to dry his mane without tracking the water out of the washroom. He made it to the bottom of the stairs of the house. The first floor was a mass of boxes and bags, since Whooves and Derpy had to figure out where they were going to put all of his things. Whooves started to fish around in one of the boxes for anything to help him reach out to Dinky. It just happened that he found an old album. Whooves skirted around some of the other boxes to take a seat on the couch. He sat back comfortably and opened the first pages of the book. Immediately, he noticed that he had found a photo album of Dinky's first years. He scanned through them slowly, trying to see if he could pick out any oddities in any of those moments. He could see her first birthday...her first bike ride...her first day of school...her first friend...her first sleepover... but still, Whooves couldn't really find anything in the album.But that didn't deter him, because he knew that he might just have a chance if he just- just... by Jove, he was exhausted. He decided with certainty that he would find something in the morning. ~~~ Whooves awoke with a start; surprised to have fallen asleep on the couch. He realized that there was a sudden pressure on his side. He turned his head expecting it to be Derpy sleeping next to him, but when he turned he was shocked. There was Dinky, curled up on his side, like a filly-blanket had been wrapped over him. He looked at the filly for a long while before deciding that it was time to head upstairs to get her into her own bed and find his way to his bed. He made his way up the flight of stairs, carrying the filly in one arm while holding the railing in another. He passed quietly into Dinky's room and was about to lay here into bed, when she started to stir. Careful so as not to wake the filly, he stopped moving her altogether. She wrapped her forhooves around him and sniffled quietly. He took a moment to look at the filly. She was crying in her sleep, and was shaking feverishly trying to escape the dream. He gripped her tighter and did the only thing he knew to calm a little fillies' nerves; he whispered a calming lullaby: You are friendly, kind and caring Sensitive, loyal and understanding Humorous, fun, secure and true Always there... yes that's you. Special, accepting, exciting and wise Truthful and helpful, with honest gold eyes Confiding, forgiving, cheerful and bright Yes that's you... not one bit of spite. You're one of a kind, different from others Generous, charming, but not one that smothers Optimistic, thoughtful, happy and game But not just another... in the long chain. Appreciative, warm and precious like gold Our friendship won't tarnish or ever grow old You'll always be there, I know that is true I'll always be here... always for you. He looked down to see that Dinky had awoken sometime during the song. She looked up at him with a fountain of tears running down her face. She mumbled something quietly through her hiccups, but Whooves couldn't quite make it out. "What did you say, Dinky?" "I-I said I love you, Papa..." The room was silent for a moment for a moment. Dinky looked up when she felt moisture hit her horn. There, in that quiet little bedroom, Dr. Whooves felt like a father made whole again... and he could do nothing but hold her and cry. The greatest Time Lord the whole of Equestria will ever see was crying like a newborn foal; but he didn't care. He was whole... "I love you too, sweetheart." The End