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// Chapter 3: The Timepony's reason 
// Story: Cutie Pox Dilemma 
// by Brightly-litt 
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	Since this is a retelling of this adventure, I tried to get the Doctor to tell me why he left, but he insisted he write it himself (no, this is not breaking the fourth wall, it's just a retelling). So, here's the Doctor's side of the story.
Well, I bet you ponies were wondering why I started the TARDIS and left Brightly. Well, to be completely honest with you, dear reader, I may have had something to do with the Cutie Pox.
It all started when Twilight was my companion. Lovely mare she was, back then. This wasn't very long before she became a princess, but she was still a bit bossy to me when it came to what time I chose to travel to (that mare really DOESN'T like to be proven wrong when it comes to history). Anyways, we had just came back from exploring Raxicoricofillypatorious, trying to solve a dispute/war amongst families, when she decided to rant on about how she wished I would take off that "brake" on the TARDIS, whatever that meant. The TARDIS is a finely tuned machine, there is certainly nothing wrong with the brakes, but anyways, we got out and continued to debate about timey-wimey, wibbly-wobbly. . .stuff, when she started uncontrollably sneezing. I, at the time, really wasn't concerned by it, because I parked the TARDIS near a patch of flowers, and the time on the TARDIS console told me we were back in Ponyville in springtime, which I thought was causing her to go into a sneezing fit. It wasn't until we had moved farther into town, that I noticed something shimmering on Twilight's flank, and I saw it. . .another cutie mark. Although, this one was a cutie mark of some kind of dirty, droopy cloth, which may have explained why she was sneezing alot (I didn't even know there was even a cutie mark for getting sick). She must have caught my gaze, because she hit me on my pony arm, and said,
"Hey! My eyes are up here! Honestly, Doctor!" She said this, causing me to blush heavily.
"Woah! Sor-ry!" I said defencively. "But that's not what I was looking at! You must have caught some kind of pony illness at Raxicoricofillypatorious, because you now have TWO cutie marks!!" I pointed at her flank, causing her to look also, and let out a loud and long gasp.
"Oh no! Nononononononono! This can't happen to me! What will the princess think if I brought this new illness to Ponyville, maybe even Canterlot, then, all of Equestria!" She started to hyperventilate.
As I took out a paper bag from my saddlebag for her to breathe into, and calmed her down. I looked around for help, and that's also when I noticed (after I put on my 3-D glasses) the town's newspaper, the Ponyville Express, and my eyes widened. I trotted over there to get a better look at it, and to make sure I didn't misread the date.
Nope. That's what I thought.
As I trotted back to Twilight, still breathing slowly into the bag, I said to her, "Uh, Twilight, I hate to worry you further, but it appears I may have misread the time on the TARDIS console." She momentarily stopped breathing into the bag to ask,
"What, we ARE in Ponyville, aren't we, Doctor?" she asked, her eyes starting to go wild with every second out of fear.
"Well, yes and no. We ARE indeed in Ponyville, just not in the right time period." I said to her. "It appears I have sent us a little TOO far back into Equestria's past, because we're now in the year 500 After Discord, and from the readings on the TARDIS' console, the annual Winter Wrap-Up has just finished." I spoke to her calmly as to not envoke the raging firehorse-part of Twilight.
BIG MISTAKE.
She jumped to her hooves, practically expelling steam from her nostrils, and, before she could ignite herself, she sneezed the biggest sneeze I've ever experienced. That sneeze caused us both to fall over, and literally blew a bunch of leaves into a pile. Anyways, I think the sneeze caused something to happen to Twilight, because she just sat down on the ground, looked around with a blank-ish stare, looked at me and smiled, and said,
"Da da?"
I looked at her with a look of utter concern, because, all of a sudden, she went from a raging mare-beast, to acting like a newborn foal. I was confused for a bit, until I came to the awful conclusion that. . .she may have acquired a new cutie mark. And, sure enough, I looked and saw THREE marks on her flank: her original starburst one, the dirty tissue, and the newest one, a baby diaper, a pacifier, and a rattle. Well, I thought, this is going to be harder than I thought.
As I tried to get baby Twilight back to the TARDIS (I couldn't carry her, so, instead, I used some of her books to lead her back into the ship), I thought of all the things that could have caused it, so I started thinking of all the illnesses of Raxicoricofillypatorious, when it hit me, multiple marks on a pony's body, PLUS them obtaining said mark's talents, AND being very contagious to other equine species, I had known only ONE illness that could do such things, and I brought it to Equestria, the Raxicoricofillypatorian disease, the Cutie Pox. I have got to run some tests, so I can figure out how to reverse this illness, I thought to myself. As soon as we entered the ship, I built Twily (don't tell her I called her that) a bookfort, standard with pillows for a floor and a blanket draped over the top of it, which she must have loved a lot, because her baby-like eyes lit up like Hearth's Warming morning, and she screamed,
"YAYY!! BOO' FORT, BOO' FORT!!" and she dove into it.
I smiled at her, thinking that I liked her better this way, she was SOOO precious and cute!! *Eh-herm* I mean, *humph* I just gave her a juicebox and let her play, I-I mean. . .(hmm, how do you say this without making me seem like bad pony). Oh, what the hay! I loved the way she acted! Soooo cute! But, anyways, I began to run the tests by getting a sample of her DNA, so, without getting a needle involved, I just got some of the saliva off of one of the books she was nomming on (I like that word, nomming, such a fun word to say, besides chewing or nibbling), which was waaay worse than a needle and taking blood, let me tell you!! (If I hadn't had my Sonic with me at all times, she probably would have ruined it with her baby-like slobber) Wow, I'm getting waaaay off topic, sorry. I'll just skip a few, unimportant things, and just continue on with how I accidentally caused the Cutie Pox to arrive in Equestria.