Short Bits and Withers

by Andrew Joshua Talon

The Shipping Doctor

The warning bells about the universe about to end begin ringing loudly in the TARDIS. Doctor Whooves looks up from his reading and sighs

Doctor: "Not again!"

VWORP... VWORP... VWORP...

He rematerializes in the Crystal Empire Palace. He looks out in irritation at Cadence, who is smiling... And has her shipping chart at the ready.

Doctor: "Damnit Cadence! I told you before, no!"

Cadence: "But think of the shipping! And Auntie is so lonely!"

Doctor: "There's plenty of that here that doesn't require ME!"

Cadence: "But-!"

Doctor: "No!"

Cadence: "But I-"

Doctor: "NO!"

Cadence: "Hmph!"

Doctor: "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go stop Future Twilight from going evil."

Cadence: "Again?"

Doctor: "Is it a day that ends in y? Then yes, AGAIN."

Cadence: "Fine! I don't have to ship you! There are thirteen or fourteen of you!"

Doctor: "We're all the same being!"

Cadence: "Ooh. Kinky."

Doctor: sigh

Author's Note:

Just a short bit.

Comments

[Herald of Opera]

Doctor: "We're all the same being!"

Cadence: "Ooh. Kinky."

Doctor: sigh

Cadance: If you didn't want ponies saying stuff like that, you shouldn't have been a mare that one time.

[Totally Not A Pony]

The Doctor vs. the Princess of Shipping? Oh dear.

I hope he still remembers that ‘special’ setting on his sonic screwdriver.