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// Chapter one, the big bad wolf 
// Story: Bad Wolf. 
// by Sam Cole 
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 My Little pony: Friendship is Magic is not owned by me, but by Hasbro. Also Doctor Who and all affiliated characters are not owned by me but by the BBC. This story is a work of fiction, written purely for the pleasure of the reader by the author, not intended for sale or reproduction with out the Authors permission. 

Today, a day of work and renewal in Ponyville, the Winter Wrap Up is well under way. I pulled my plow through the snow at Sweet Apple Acres, singing a little tune to myself to help keep me up to speed. 'Can't let Big Mac beat me this year, no no no, this year, I clear the most snow, snow, snow.' Me and Big Mac have been friends ever since we were little foals, just old enough to stand. I had to beat him this year, if for nothing more than bragging rights. Today though, some young punks had taken to spelling words while plowing. Twilight would not like that, but we were ahead of schedule, so I let it slide for now. Besides, they did a really good job. I could read the words "Bad Wolf" from 3 whole fields away.
In a nice break from above, the clouds parted and a golden ray of sunlight shined down on me, warming my cold hooves. The warmth of the sun was truly well missed here in Ponyville, it had seemed to snow everyday for the last 3 weeks. As I finished, my chest was swelling with pride. I walked into the Sweet Apple Acre barns, where I bumped into my friend, already done and putting away his tools.
"Well Big Mac," I said, walking up to the red stallion, "read it and weep. 3 whole fields done by yours truly."
"Noope," Said the big lug.
"Huh, whaddya mean Boss?" I asked.
"Ain't weepin' cause ah cleared 4 by myself today," My old friend said. My jaw must have hit the floor based on the laugh he gave me. "But ah sure do appreciate the help, pardner."
"Hmmm, yeah. Well next year I got ya beat," I said.
"You've been sayin' that for 10 years now Opie," Mac said with his hearty laugh.
"You mean like how you have been sayin' you'll beet me to the alter ol' buddy?" I teased.
"Heck, guess ah don't take much time for myself, now do ah," He said with a grin. In truth, ever since his sister and her friends accidentally gave him a love poison, he and Cheerilee, the local teacher, had been secretly going out, just dropping enough clues to scare Apple Bloom. He was about to beat me in that contest too in all truth. 20 years of knowing the guy, never once beet him at anything. We had actually made that bet cause I was such a flirt I thought I would find a good wife long before ol red here did.
We said our goodbye's and left the barn as I headed into my work to check with Mr Steed about the work schedule for the week. Walking past Sugarcube Corner, I saw Pinky Pie icing a cake, trying like mad to finish the project on time, she had even left her wrap up duties early just to get it done. 
"Oh, Opie," She cried out as I passed, "Could you come here really fast, I need a extra hoof?"
"Sure, anything for you Pinky," I said. It always paid to help out at the Corner, normally with sweet delicious treats mmm.
"For some reason, I messed up while writing and now have to redo the icing," Pinky said, a little deflated. Despite being the go to party mare, she didn't like to make any professional mistakes. 
"Sure Pinky," I said while walking up next to her and taking a peek at the cake. It looked great to me, even the writing was picture perfect. But something was off about it.
"Why did you write Bad Wolf on the cake?" I asked the pink party machine as she whipped up a new batch of the sugary cake cover. 
"I just zoinked out, and when I snapped too again, there it was," She said with her usual chipper.
"It's just the second time I've seen that today..." I let the sentence just hang there unfinished, rather like my thoughts on the subject. But to the pony walking in, this was all new, so he had to ask.
"Seen what now? Oh, look at that cake. That looks excellent Pinky, montobelle!" Cried my boss Mr Steed.
"Heya boss man, I was just coming to see you actually. Just about work stuff," I said while holding the icing tube thingy that Pinky was filling and I forgot the name of. 
"Eh, work stuff can wait, lets see if we can get some free cake while we are here and... Bad Wolf? huh..." Mr Steed said.
"What is it?" I asked, getting that vibe I got around him at times, like something much bigger than I could imagine was going on behind those two big blue eyes. 
"Hmm? Oh, that, nothing. But as I was saying, Pinky, do you, perhaps, have say, oh I don;t know..." My boss started.
"Oh Mr Steed, you don't even need to ask, I have some new cupcakes in the back cooling that you two can try, I need a taste test anyways," Pinky said with a smile. It never failed, if Steed and I double teamed Pinky, the result was always a tasty treat.  We left a good hour later, full to the bursting point, and Pinky's new cupcakes, ones that change flavor with each bite, were incredible. Pinky gave me a few extras, with a wink when it was time for John Steed and I to leave.
"Man," I said looking up at the evening sky, cloudy yet again, "That Pinky sure can cook. You think I should ask her to marry me?" Okay, I admit, I had always had a crush on Pinky since she moved to Ponyville all those years ago. 
"Huh? What, oh, um, red?" Steed guessed at an answer.
"Not even close John, whats up?" 
"Nothing, I just need to get into my office," He replied. 
"Uh huh, sure, your real office some where or the one back at work that's just a big box you sleep in?" I teased him.
"Eh, I have no idea what your talking about Opie my boy. But yes the one at work," He caved. He may have been my boss, but he was also my friend, and one of the most peculiar ponies I had ever met. 
"Oh, yeah," I started, "I had meant to ask you about the work schedule."
"Why, plan on showing up on time for once?" He asked.
"Hey, that's not... entirely... okay, but find a better repair pony," I said in my defense. I was born with a wrench in mouth it seemed, and ever since I was little, I could fix anything. So naturally my cutie mark was a pair of crossed tools, a screwdriver and a wrench. John's was an hourglass, fitting for the pony that was in charge of the town clock tower that was just built into town hall. 
"Well...." He let the word hang for dramatic effect, " I guess I can't. You will have to do."
"Thanks," I said walking up to the door, where I saw a flyer had been put up. A flyer with a now familiar message.
"Damn kids, what is the point of this Bad Wolf thing anyways?" I asked. I looked at John just in time to see pain and suffering behind those eyes of his. Eyes that for the first time ever looked a little too old for the colt.
"Opie, listen to me, no matter what happens tonight..." He paused again for effect, "Do not, I repeat do not..."
"What, don't do what?" I asked, a little freaked.
"Wake me up, I'm going to sleep," He said with a smile. 
I snorted and walked in, straight over to the bulletin board. John and I were two of 5 people that worked in the tower now, and usually the two that did everything. But then again the other three were the 'Cutie Mark Crusaders,' trying to find their special talent. Cute little girls, horrible work ethic. I grabbed my tool belt, ready to just make one small adjustment to the main cogs timing belt, when I heard it. That voice. That voice like if metal  could talk, only tortured to say the words it did now. I don't know why, but hearing them sent shivers down my spine. 
"Citizens of Equestria!" The metal voice boomed, "We are the Daleks! We are the Master Race! You Will Be Exterminated! Exterminated! Exterminated!"
"John!" I cried. I went over and pounded on his box, "John you old plothole, let me in!" No one came to the door of the box. I mean really, the thing was a four foot square, where was he? And why did I instinctively run towards it? I looked out the window to see swarms of... of things, flying though the air. But they had no wings, no way to keep aloft. They poured out of these saucer shaped things, in a rectangular formation to start, but then broke up as the dropped towards the town. Then the sky was illuminated by green streaks! They were pretty, then I heard the screams. I ran to the window and looked down, seeing ponies running in the street from these things, any that were hit by the green light lay still, and I feared the worst. 
I ran back to the box, pounding on the door, yelling at my boss. I doubt the box could protect me, but it was better than nothing. I yelled and pleaded, fearing for my life for the very first time it seemed. Nothing in my life had ever been this desolate, this... hopeless. I cried thinking of all the ponies outside. I could hear friends, neighbors, kids screaming. The anguished cries of my entire town. Then I heard the voice. 
"Doctor! Where is the Doctor?! We Know he is here, Tell us, tell us, tell us!" Those monsters screamed. "Doctor! Listen well Doctor, We will kill one of these creatures every ten minutes until you show yourself. We will start with the children Doctor, do not delay, do not delay, do not Delay!" Bastards! 
"Opie," Said a voice behind me, as I turned I saw John standing in his box, a blue suit coat on, along with a pair of reading glasses. He reached a hoof out towards me, and said "I need your help." I ran to him and entered the box.