you shut the console; fixing everything. that's when you learn the majority of the Magic Muffin within you is anchoring you to reality.
YOU SHOUT YOUR SURPRISE AND CHEER YOUR JOY!
"Did that muffin just talk?"
you turn towards the source of the monotone voice. you give an appropriate response.
"Interesting." he magically opened a saddlebag. "Hop inside before Ms. Doo wakes up."
you see the gray pony knocked out on the ground. she doesn't look so evil but you still hop into the bag.
"I will introduce you to the Doctor, assuming if he doesn't become a hazard. I'm not planning on reverse engineering a breakfast item nor do I have the tools for testing the extent of your existence."
you give your response.
"I should place you in the easy bake oven room," he informs, trotting. "Assuming that's your habitat. I highly doubt anypony is an expert."
you ask the pony's name.
"Tick Tock. I suggest you do not call me 'gingercorn' or any of the sort."
in front of what i assume is my habitat room THE BROWN PONY EXITS, STOPPING AT THE DOOR.
"Hello my gingercorn!" he greets cheerfully but not moving.
"Doctor." They stood in silence for what felt like FOREVER. "Can you move?"
"Forgot how my little pony legs work. It will take magic to move me."
Tick Tock took a step closer, "I just want to bake something; I'm hungry and Ms. Doo is passed out."
"Is she alright?"
"I'm sure she is; the mare has handled worse."
"You didn't check?"
"Don't change the subject Doctor."
"I'm just concerned about my friend!"
"And I want nom-noms but Ms. Doo is too exhausted to help me." The Doctor covered his mouth before snickering. "What is it?"
"Nom-noms. You said nom-noms."
"I said lunch," Tick Tock was quick to respond.
"Actually, it should be dinner time," the Doctor said, checking a glowing pocket watch.
"Actually, I need to enter that room."
"The door is stuck."
"But you just used it."
"The door is stuck."
"How?"
"Doory Rory-" a frown found his face as a single tear fell before he reverted back to normal smile. "...stuff."
"Doctor."
"Oh! Favor por favor! How about you tell me about your pillow glitter!"
"No."
"The door is stuck."
"I have a mysterious talking muffin."
"Oh, no way! Me too!" He stepped aside. "Hurry before she gets here. Ialmosthadit!"
AND THAT IS HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER SHARED A ROOM WITH MY POSSIBLE FRIENEMY-RIVAL!