Minuette looks visibly worried. "What do you mean bumpy?"
"You're about to find out." The Doctor says with a grin. As he pulls the big lever on the console, Minuette desperately clutches the arms of the chair. The TARDIS begins to him, followed by a violent shaking. The Doctor is unfazed and simply watches the screen to make sure he's going where he wants to. His attention is broken only by the crash of a dizzy Minuette collapsing out of her chair.
"Bumpy?! That was an earthquake!" She says as she picks herself up.
"Ha ha, I know! That's why it's so fun! Ponies will believe anything you say as long as you seem trustworthy!" He replies with a laugh.
Minuette scowls. "You're losing MY trust right now, that's for sure."
"Aw come on! I'm Just poking a bit of fun. That's what we do here, so get used to it." He pauses to think. " That is, if you decide to join me on my adventures."
Minuette begins beaming. "Really? I... " She suddenly chokes up and stops talking.
With a grin, the Doctor says, "I'll let you think about it. For now, I'm sure you're very curious about me. Ask away." He takes a seat in another desk chair and turns to face her. She thinks about it for a bit, before asking her first question."
"Who are you?"
"Be more specific. That question could mean a multitude of things, like what my name is, where I'm from, etc."
"Okay. What's your name?"
"I can't tell you that. Bad things would happen if I did. I CAN tell you what others call me. To most of the ponies of Equestria, I'm Time Turner. To the rest of the universe, I'm the Doctor. To you, take your pick."
"I'll call you the Doctor. Next question: where are you from?"
"I'm from another universe, from a planet known as Gallifrey. I ended up stranded here in your universe with no knowledge as to how."
"Where are we going?"
"My home planet. Well... my adopted home planet. Gallopfrey, this universe's counterpart to my real home planet, Gallifrey."
"Why are we going there?"
"I have a rendezvous with the Lord President every month. Discussions, planning, that sort of thing. I've been doing this since I arrived in this universe. This is the Time Lord's way of keeping tabs on all of my activities."
"Couldn't you just NOT tell them about some activities?"
I COULD do that, but they scan the records in my TARDIS while I'm out. They act like they don't do it, but I know better." He pauses. "Say, this feels like an interview. Are you interviewing me and writing a biography? While I'm honored, Twilight Sparkle is already working on one, so don't bother."
"Don't flatter yourself." Minuette replies, rolling her eyes.
"If I don't flatter me, who will?"
"Apparently Twilight, if she's writing a biography. Okay, last question." She points at the hourglass cutie mark on the Doctor's flank, then at the identical one on her own. "How do we have the same cutie mark?"
"I honestly don't know. The reason I have it probably has something to do with the fact that I'm a Time Lord."
"Ooooh. Does that mean I'm a Time Lord too?"
" I don't know. Maybe. It's certainly possible. I believe the Time Lords did say they sent infant Gallopfreyans to other planets. By any chance, are you adopted?"
" I am."
" Hmm. I'll bring this up with Romana. Maybe she knows."
" Who's that?"
"Why, she's the Lord President of course. She was brought to this universe through unknown means, same as me. She believes that the one responsible for our predicament is none other than Di..." The Doctor is cut of by the humming of the TARDIS.
Minuette stands up. "Does that mean we made it?"
By the time she finishes asking, the Doctor is already at the door. "What are you waiting for? Allons-y!"