My lonely pegasus
Dearest Doctor,
I'm sorry we can't have this conversation in person, but you know just as well as I do what will happen if anyone sees me, even for a second. That which contains the image of a Weeping Pegasus becomes a Weeping Pegasus. We both thought that it meant mundane things, and then when we realised it was too late, we assumed I would just die.
As the Doctor and Derpy stepped out of the TARDIS, they beheld the mansion in awe. There appeared to be a statue of a pegasus in each window, each with its hooves on its face. The Doctor entered the house, but Derpy lagged behind. There was something... familiar about the one in the window nearest to her. As she stared at it, she was sure she'd seen a pegasus that looked like it, but she couldn't place it. Oh well. She followed the Doctor indoors.
"Ten"
"What?"
"Nothing"
Derpy looked at the wrecked interior. It was ceratinly different to the beautiful, neat exterior. It was as if the owners had died in a horrible accident long ago, but the gardener survived and kept working. Or something like that. She felt a bit of grit in her left eye and raised her hoof to deal with it. The moment she touched it, she felt something pour out, like a river. Something was in her eye, alright, but what?
"Nine"
"Did you say something?"
"No..."
There are so many things I wanted to see and do. But now I can't ever leave the house. I can never touch a soul. I can never even look in the mirror without death staring back. I've been poking rats to sustain myself. Reduced to this, I sometimes wish we had never gone to that mansion.
There certainly was something odd about the statues. For one thing, they moved when nobody was looking. The Doctor was 'sonicing' the one that had caught Derpy's eye, while she held off the rest. The two of them had reached a consensus that it was probably a bad thing if the statues caught them, and so had resolved that not turning their heads, not looking away, and not blinking was the best policy there. And then Derpy did the unforgivable... she blinked.
"Eight"
"Derpy, now is not the time"
"For what?"
Derpy and the Doctor were running down the stairs when Derpy's hoof froze on the bannister. It looked like had turned to stone. Derpy screamed. The Doctor stopped and turned around, seeing that Derpy thought she was in such a terrible predicament. He apologised to both her and himself and bit down. Hard. Derpy screamed in pain, her hoof no longer stone. And, picking up the pace again, began sprinting.
"Seven"
"Less talking, more running!"
"I didn't say anything!"
It's been three weeks now, locked up in my house. I hope Dinky won't be too upset. She's in good hooves with Carrot Top. But Doctor? Could you do one last thing for your ever-faithful ally? Check in on her every so often, don't let her end the same way as me: sad and alone. I wanted to see her grow up, but she hasn't even got her cutie mark yet.
Locked in the library, the Doctor and Derpy were desperately leafing through a huge stack of books trying to figure out what their pursuers were. Derpy was searching the top shelves while the Doctor dashed about the lower ones. Derpy was the first to find anything useful. She had found a book clearly written by a madpony, which described creatures similar to these. Apparently they were called Weeping Pegasi and fed off stolen time energy. They were quantum-locked, meaning they ceased to exist when observed, a stone being put in their place.
"Six"
"Derpy, are you counting down?"
"I'm Five!"
"What?"
"Fine, I said I'm fine!
Thud. Derpy and the Doctor came to a sudden, horrifying realisation. As the book put it, Weeping Pegasi were immensely strong if well-fed, and had the ability to drain light sources of their energy. And then there was that passage neither understood, about things containing the image of the Weeping Pegasi becoming Weeping Pegasi. They barricaded the door with a rotting couch and an empty bookshelf.
"Four"
"I still don't get it"
"Did I count again?"
Still, we had a good run together, eh, Doctor? And I'm sure whoever you next find will have a good time as well. Please don't end up alone yourself. We both know you sometimes need someone to stop you, and you sometimes forget that. Perhaps, one day, I'll slip our story out under the door, and everybody will know how wonderful you are, Doctor.
THUD. Louder his time. The Doctor and Derpy were running out of time, and their predicament was worse than they realised. They had no time to find an alternate means of escape, and they certainly didn't have time to figure out why Derpy was counting down. THUD! They resorted to an old favourite: Running. Because nobody puts the Doctor in a trap. Nobody.
"Three"
"What do you think happens when you reach zero?"
"I dunno..."
They ran through the kitchen into the dining room, where the oddest spread was on the table. This appeared to be some sort of twisted tea party. There were sardines and jam in the teapot, and the cake had fish fingers and custard on it. A velvet cape lay draped over a chair by the fire, and there were boots beside it. This was certainly the neatest room in the house. Suddenly, the light started flickering.
"Two"
"Time's running out"
"Oh no..."
I sometimes wonder if anybody else has noticed I'm gone, like the rest of the weather team. Truth be told, they probably haven't. Nobody has come to search my house. Perhaps it's a little sad that nobody even cares to notice that I'm missing, or if they do notice, send out a search party. Maybe they'll come looking one day, and then I don't know what I will do. Send them away with a note? Board up the door? Sigh and accept my fate? I honestly couldn't say.
The Doctor pointed his sonic screwdriver at the light, countering the Pegasus' attempts at turning it out. Derpy grabbed one of the chairs and smashed the Pegasus with it. Trying not to blink, she backed away. Suddenly, she collapsed to the floor, gasping. The Doctor, distracted, turned around, away from the smashed angel and Derpy managed one small whisper:
"One"
The Doctor rushed out, and when he reached the TARDIS, quickly teleported to her location. As he landed the TARDIS around her, she was shaking. He quickly drove the TARDIS to her house and lay her on the bed. Derpy smiled and whispered:
"Run, you idiot, and don't you forget me..."
"Never in a million years, if I live that long."
"Zero"
And then she was stone. The Doctor turned his back, realising what had happened, and heard Derpy stand up. She was a Weeping Pegasus.
I suppose this is goodbye then. Don't be cruel, don't be cowardly, and remember, Doctor, as this one is important, perhaps more than the rest of this letter: pears are delicious. Say goodbye to Dinky for me.
Your faithful companion,
Derpy Hooves