• Published 15th Feb 2014
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You're Not Alone ~ The Gifts of Gallopfrey - MysticStoryThePegasus



Two fillies, a pegasus and a unicorn, move into Ponyville. But nopony knows where they lived before they moved. And what is she writing? Where are they from? Why are they hiding it? Who are they?

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Midnight Panic~ Nighttime Discoveries

I pulled at the levers, my panicked eyes darting back and forth over the small console of...something.
My long, yellow bangs whipped out of my face as I galloped around the room.
A flash of blue went by the screen, but I payed it no mind.
I scanned the room, as the unexplained thing I was in rocked along, speeding away from the
big, burning object suspended in the dark sky. Well, at least I think it's burning. It looks like it, and it's really warm in here.
I mean, really warm.
Burning, even.
I felt myself lurch over, being slammed unexpectedly into a wall. I heard my sides erupt with a crack.
I looked at my hooves as they shone with a brilliant yellow glow.
I panicked.
I don't know what's going to- agh!
I felt myself being pulled in every direction at once, and it felt like I was everything at that moment.
And it was terrifying.

I awoke with a start, my face dampened with sweat.
"Just a dream...."
Whatever it was, it was terrifying. I got up, pushing myself into a sitting position. I let my
back legs dangle off the edge. I looked at my clock. 12:14 A.M. Great. I pushed myself off the bed,
landing on my face in an unsatisfactory position.
"Seems like I got on the wrong side of gravity's mood today.."
I trotted down the stairs, being careful not to wake my sister or my mother. I managed to reach the kitchen without
disturbing anything. I opened the fridge, struggling slightly to open it with my magic instead of entangling my
hoof in the handle. It takes me about half an hour to get my hoof out of there.
Daisy sandwiches....Leftover hay fries...A small container of carrot soup...
I took the container in my magical grasp, bonking the fridge with my side to close it.
I set the soup into the microwave, setting it and walking off to my special window.
We installed it a little while after we moved, specifically for me and my sister. But I hang
around it the most. I gazed out at the stars, my eyes glistening.
The stars shone brilliantly, and I am positive that I saw a few shooting stars go by.
I got up, hearing the microwave finish my food with a signature 'ding!' that comes with every microwave ever
built. I poured the warm, smooth liquid into a bowl, gently placing a spoon in i and jumping up to the table.
Obviously I took a few bites, but anyway, it wasn't that big and I had gulped it down in a matter
of minutes. I felt the heart-warming liquid pour down my throat with every bite.
My ear twitched. Something wasn't right. There was somepony coming...
Who would be up in the middle of the night?
Oh wait....Me.
I dashed to the window. A blazing, burning object was falling through the sky. To my calculations,
the object should be landing in about....two minutes, and will land....
About forty-five yards away from my house.
I got up again, grasping my saddlebags in my teeth and tossing in a few sandwiches, a first-aid
kit, and a bottle of milk. Who knew, maybe there'd be hungry ponies there?
I dashed outside, my saddlebags loosely wrapped around me.
I heard the obviously large object crash, and I skid to a stop at the crater. My eyes widened
at the sight. In the crater lay a large, rectangular prism box. It was a peaceful,
amazing shade of blue, and if I looked close enough the black letters on a small white bit read:
'POLICE public call BOX'.
I tilted my head. Where had I seen this thing before...
I shook my head. No need to be confused, there has got to be ponies inside! I can sense it!
I took a step back, my eyes widening as the door swinged open, and a brown, cinnamon-ish hoof
extended from the box.
"Oi, Ditzy! Don't breathe in the gas, I think we've landed! C'mon, out you go!"
I saw a stallion emerge from the box, the owner of the brown hoof. His mane was darker,
but still brown, and his eyes were...sort of a blue color...
I saw the stallion begin to pull on a grey hoof, and I think he signaled me over.
"Hey, filly! Could you lent me a hoof here?"
I was taken aback, but I dashed forward a bit and began to help the strange stallion pull
the other pony out of the box. I stumbled back as we had gotten the mare out of the
thing. My, some ponies were as heavy as.... A couple book-bags, at least.
The stallion smiled at me and I rubbed one of my hooves carefully.
"So, you are?" I heard him say. I gathered my thoughts together.
"Galaxy. You?"
"I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you, Galaxy!"
I smiled and shook his hoof, metaphorically sighing in relief that he wasn't some kind of mad man,
now that would suck for me.
"Well, I have some stuff in my bag anyway, so if you're hungry...or something..."
I blinked at the stallion's expression. It seemed strange.
"What?"
"No, 'Doctor Who'? Nothing? Not even a.. 'What's this box thing doing in my yard?'? My..."
"It's all strange and what not, but it's none of my business."
I chuckled, sitting down. This was going to be a long night.

Author's Note:

The dream takes place before Galaxy's second regenoration (The one on the cover).
At the time she is..(technically) a mossy-green earth pony with a yellow mane and reddish eyes.
Picture it, everypony... xD