Adventures of Dr. Whooves: Night of the Curious Circus
A/N: Pinkie Pie here again! So, Dede42 is still at the hospital with her accountant and she hopes that she can talk some sense into him. Dede42 told me to let you know that two characters are from the Classic Doctor Who Episode The Greatest Show in the Galaxy. While she's away, I'm planning a big grand reopening of the writers studio for Monday since that is when the next update will be. I hope you all can come! Hey, Sunrise, who was that talking rabbit Roleplayer48 was talking to yesterday?
Sunrise Blossom: That's Bugs Bunny from the Warner Bros. Universe. I don't know why he showed up.
Twilight Sparkle: According to some research, he once showed up in a film called Who Framed Roger Rabbit? and it looks to be the only time that characters from both Disney and Warner Bros. ever came together to do a film.
Pinkie Pie: Oh cool!
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything from My Little Pony: Magic is Friendship. I just own any and all characters that I just happen create.
CHAPTER ONE: A TRIP TO LONDON
It was a sunny day in Ponyville and, after accidentally dropping a bunch of stuff on Twilight Sparkle, who'd been observing Pinkie Pie in an attempt to figure out how her Pinkie Sense work, Derpy decided that it was better if she didn't help with the move, and went to visit the resident Time Lord instead.
When the pegasus reached the house and entered, she heard a racket going on upstairs, which she knew was where Dr. Hooves' bedroom was, she flew up to investigate. Reaching the top of the stairs, Derpy followed the racket into the bedroom, which was in a disarray with clothing all over the place, and Dr. Hooves was digging around in his closest, tossing aside all types of clothes, including a very long scarf, an umbrella, a trench coat, and a multi-colored coat.
"Where is it, where is it?" the Time Lord muttered, tossing aside a pair of red trainers. "I know it has to be in here!" And he kept tossing stuff out.
Derpy dodged the flying clothing upon entering the room, and those items consisted of a fur coat, a cat brooch, a fedora, a stovepipe hat, a couple of rings, and even a fez. Making her way through the mess, she reached the Time Lord, who was now wrestling with a strange silver suit that'd fallen on top of him. "Um, Doc, what're you looking for?" she asked, picking up a gold brooch that was two circles linked with three gold chains and blue gemstones embedded in it. "This is pretty."
'I really need to get rid of that blasted thing,' Dr. Hooves thought, finally freeing himself of the suit and tossed it aside. He noticed the brooch and quickly took it from the pegasus. "Careful! That's from an old friend and I would hate to have it damaged."
"Sorry," Derpy apologized. "What are you looking for, Doc?"
"Don't call me Doc," the Time Lord grumbled, storing the brooch away in a box and then looked at the nearly empty closest. "I am looking for a particular vest for the Grand Galloping Gala, but I am unable to find, and I fear that I may have to search the entire wardrobe room in the TARDIS."
"Maybe Rarity can make a new one for you," Derpy offered.
Dr. Hooves shook his head. "No, this a speciality vest and-" he stopped speaking as an 'ah ha!' expression etched itself across his face. "Of course!" he exclaimed, grabbing the pegasus and began pushing her toward the door. "That's it!"
"What is?" Derpy asked as they went down the stairs, through the lab, and into the TARDIS. "Are we going somewhere?"
"Yes we are!" the Time Lord exclaimed, running around the console as the pegasus followed him around. "You and I are going on a trip to jolly ol' England!"
"England? Where is England?" Derpy inquired.
Dr. Hooves grinned as he took her by her forelegs and they danced around. "England is on a planet called Earth, and London is one of the top cities on that world." He then planted her in the chair and he turned back to the console, finishing the programming of the directions. "In that city is a certain Scottish clothing maker, the very one that made the missing vest for me, and so you and I are going visit him this very day!" And he yanked the lever to send the TARDIS spinning into the Time Vortex. "Allons-y!"
"Weeee!"
London, England, 1899…
It was nighttime and a large blue, red, and yellow circus tent was set up near the waterfront, and a large sign over the entrance said Psychic Circus – The Greatest Show in the Galaxy. Inside the tent, the red stands were filled with with customers of various species. Once they were all settled, it was time for the performance to begin as the tent darkened.
In the center ring, a bright light lit it up and from an opening, the Ringmaster, who was wearing a red suit and top hat worth of P.T. Barnum himself, entered the ring with a cane in one gloved hoof for he was a brown-skinned pony with black hair, brown eyes, and a circus tent cutie mark.
Rap music started to play, confusing the customers, but they did find it entertaining as the Ringmaster began rapping along.
"Now welcome folks, I'm sure you'd like to know, we're at the start of one big circus show," he rapped while striking poses. "There are acts that are cool and acts that amaze. Some acts are scary and some acts will daze. Acts of all kinds, you can count on that, from folks that fly to disappearing acts. There are lots of surprises for the family at the Greatest Show in the Galaxy! So many strange surprises, I'm prepared to bet, whatever you've seen before," he spun and struck a pose, "you ain't seen nothing yet."
As the show progressed, the manger of the circus, a pony named Kingpin, who had pale yellow skin, braided brown hair, blue eyes, a top hat cutie mark, and was dressed like a hippie with a brown leather tassel jacket, beaded necklaces, a white shirt, brown scarf, grey pants, and black boots, was watching backstage and he was thrilled with how the customers were responding to the act so far.
After the lost of the first Psychic Circus on the planet Segonax, he and another pony named Mags, she was a unicorn who had pale green skin, spiky green/back hair, green eyes, a crescent moon cutie mark, and she wore a black/green dress with black heels, had worked together to create a new circus and by a twist of luck, they had managed to find a person who helped them be able to time travel to locations throughout time and space to perform and entertain as they gained new acts and performers.
"It's our first night and we already have a full house," Kingpin remarked with a big smile.
"And that's always a good sign," Mags added with a grin of her own as her dangling gold earrings swung a little in her ears.
After the show was over, the customers exited the big tent, many voicing an interest in returning the next night, and among them were two teenage boy mice, who had snuck out of their respective homes to attend the circus, and they were talking about their favorite parts of the show.
"Those clowns were funny!"
"I'd like the trapeze girls myself."
As they talked and laughed, fog started rolling in off the water and they both noticed a small girl mouse watching them from behind one of the circus carriages. "Hey, whose that?"
Realizing that she'd been spotted, the girl duck away, running into the thickening fog. Curious and concerned, the two boys chased after her, also disappearing into the fog. Moments later, there was a flash of light, two screams, and silence.
The next morning at 221 ½ Baker Street, Basil was already hard at work with one of his many experiments when David Q. Dawson entered the main room, yawning.
"Morning, Dawson, could you hand me that vial there?" Basil requested, not looking up from his work, but he was waving a had in the direction of a collection of vials. "The one with the pink liquid, please."
Suppressing an eye roll, Dawson picked up the requested vial and handed it to Basil, who immediately poured half of the liquid into a large glass and began stirring it with a glass stick. "Morning to you, too, Basil," he said and turned when the door to the kitchen opened and Mrs. Judson entered with a tray that had their freshly made breakfast on it. "Good morning, Mrs. Judson."
"Good morning to you, too, Dr. Dawson," said Mrs. Judson with a smile as she set the tray on a nearby table while suppressing a sigh since the room, which she'd spent hours last night cleaning, was already a mess again. "Breakfast is ready, Basil," she added, shooting the mouse a look before going back into the kitchen.
"What was that?" Basil asked, looking up from his work and his expression brightened when he saw the hot food waiting on the table. "Ah, good, breakfast." He poured the now orange liquid into a glass and set it over a bunsen burner so that it could heat up. "Let's see what Mrs. Judson has fixed for us this fine morning."
Once again suppressing an eye roll, Dawson seated himself at the table, across from Basil, and they both began filling their plats with cooked eggs, toasts, and fresh cheese crumpets. For the past two years, Dawson and Basil had been roommates since the first case they'd solved together which had involved stopping the notorious Professor Ratigan from taking over the empire from Queen Mousetoria by replacing her with a robot version of herself.
Since then, they had solved many cases together, ranging from a lady mouse from the Hampstead District, whose emerald ring had been stolen by the butler and one of the maids with the intent of selling it and other valuables off to make it look like the lady mouse and her husband were much poorer then they actually were; helping Dr. James Mortimer solve the death of his friend, Sir Charles Baskerville, and it turned out that he had been killed a feral rat that had been trained by the Baskerville's half brother Roger Stapleton, who had been trying to kill off the family so he could have the inheritance for himself.
The most recent case they had just finished involved solving the death of Helen Stoner's twin sister, who had been killed two months ago, and it had turned out that their stepfather, the late Dr. Roylott, had been responsible for using a venomous snake to kill her sister and had intended to kill Helen as well in order to have the full fortune that had been left to Helen and her sister after the death of their mother.
"And what do you planned for today, Basil?" Dawson inquired while mixing a spoonful of sugar into his tea. "More experiments?"
"I am actually in need of a new vest," Basil answered, sipping his own tea before jumping up to take the glass off the flame before it boiled over. "So, I will be taking a trip to McLane's in a little bit. Would you care to join me, Dawson?"
Dawson pondered his friend's offer and then nodded. "Of course, I am in need of a new dinner suit myself."
"Splendid!" Basil beamed and he poured the bubbling liquid into a bowl full of a dark powder, which blew up in his face. "Oh dear, I may have added a tab too much sulfur," he coughed, his face covered with black soot.
Dawson just shook his head, assured Mrs. Judson when she came running in that the detective was quite all right, and went to open a window to let the smoke out while Basil cleaned himself up…again.
A/N: Oh that Basil and his experiments. Later! ;) R&R everyone!