Alright so this is going to be a Doc/Derpy one. Buckle in and don't forget to read and review. Also check out Jacknimble's attempt. This will be in the human universe.
Derpy sat at the cooking station. She never had a partner in this class but frankly she didn't mind, it simply meant more for her! The teacher was also the lunch lady and a grandmother of a few students who went to Canterlot high. She was a forgetful old woman who always dozed off at the end of class.
Derpy was almost jumping up and down in excitement, as that would be inappropriate she settled for bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet in anticipation. Today they were going to make literally the greatest baked good in the world! Muffins! She absolutely adored muffins! And they would be able to create their own! She and been looking forward to this day for weeks in advance. Slowly counting down the day's until it finally rolled around.
Something was off though. When Ms. Smith came in she had another person with her. He was an odd looking guy, gangly, with a tie on, brown hair swept back from his forehead and a miniature hourglass on his wrist, just like where some people would have a watch. He looked around the room, his eyes seemed to fluctuate between being very intense and being very bored.
"Alright class now listen up!" Ms. Smith said clapping her large hands together once. "We have a new student today! Just like all the other countless one's that seem to be coming out of the woodwork. Now make him feel nice and welcome!" She turned to the young man and pointed to where Derpy was standing. The young man nodded once and made his way over to where she was standing.
"Now you all got your recipes so start a cooking!" With that Ms. Smith walked over to a chair int he corner sat down and was asleep in a second.
Derpy turned halfway to her new companion. She kept her one wonky eye out of sight, she knew from experience that it was always a tad jarring to see for the first time. She enjoyed easing people into it.
"HI!" She said happily. Her voice sounded a little nasally and she kicked herself for not bringing any tissues. "I'm Ditzy, most folks call me Derpy!"
"Hello. My name is Time Turner, everyone calls me by that." A silence descended for a moment as they studied each other. Not entirely sure where to begin, Derpy because she was meeting a new person and had never had a partner int he class before. Time Turner mainly because it was his first day and this girl continuously kept one section of her face hidden from him.
"So what is it that we are baking today?" Time Turner eventually broke the silence. Derpy beamed at him and pulled out the sheet of paper.
"MUFFINS!" She shouted before noticing a few of the other students turning to look at her and Ms. Smith snorting inner sleep. "Muffins." She repeated in a whisper. Time Turner grinned for a moment. He then plucked the sheet from her hands and looked over it quickly.
"I have little to know experience with cooking, what about you?" He asked. Derpy quickly gathered up supplies and in an instant was mixing and measuring.
"I love to bake these things! They are literally my most favorite food in the world! I could eat one at every meal! Or just continuously without stopping!" Time Turner nodded his head for a moment.
"Then you would get fat."
"I wouldn't get fat. Why would I get fat?"
"Well, the butter, the eggs, the sugar and flour, the sheer amount of vanilla that you are adding doesn't help either." Derpy pouted for a moment.
"Well thank you for dashing my hopes and dreams for the future Doctor." She said sarcastically. Time Turner looked at the recipe again and then at the concoction that she was preparing.
"You added too much salt." Derpy rolled her eyes.
"Trust me, I've been making muffins since I was like six okay? I know how to make a great one, you'll probably thank-" She cut herself off and put down the large mixing bowl, looking into it for a moment. "Huh."
"Something wrong?" Time Turner asked. Derpy looked depressed and if there was one thing that he couldn't stand it was a passionate girl being depressed.
"Well it's just that...I've never had a partner in this class before, never had to share the stuff that I made."
"Well I am not very hungry, I just need one." She turned and smiled at him. He finally got a full look at her face. One of her eyes was pointed towards the ceiling and the other right at him. He was not taken aback at this, frankly he was more worried about the pitch and timber of her voice to care about her eyes.
Derpy was actually taken aback, most people did a double take whenever they saw her eyes for the first time. But this Time Turner guy, he simply looked at her eyes for a moment and seemed to move on. She had never gotten that reaction so quickly from someone before, it made her blush a little bit.
The rest of the class went quickly. And they were the first ones to put their muffin's into the oven. They were sitting down on a couple of chairs and staring into the oven. Time Turner watched Derpy, she had pulled her chair up to the glass and was transfixed on the rising pieces of pastry, like a little kid watching a television show.
"How much longer?" She said turning to him, she was pouting a little bit and seemed antsy. She had already cleaned everything twice and put it all away. She had even offered to help other stations, most of them politely declined, she floated through the room going from station to station, hovering like a bit of soap bubble that was caught in a warm draft.
"Approximately five minutes, thirty four seconds and two and a half jiffy's." He replied. Derpy groaned and flung her head back. Time Turner couldn't take it anymore and swiveled to face her. She looked at him so that their faces were leveled. Time Turner grasped her throat with his hands and felt the side of her neck, Derpy uncertain how to continue simply sat stock still.
"Uh Time Turner?"
"A swelling in the glands, the limp nodes are inflamed, throat is not sore..." He pushed her head back until she was forced to open her mouth, he gazed down her nostrils and down her throat. "No signs of trauma...possible infection?"
"Time Turner!" She managed to mumble out. He seemed to be snapped out of it and sheepishly scooted back.
"Sorry. Sorry, I get a little caught up you see."
" You don't say Doctor?" Derpy responded massaging her neck. "It's just allergies, I get them in literally every single season, this time it's pollen."
"Sounds absolutely dismal."
"Could be worse, at least I'm not sick."
"I wouldn't go that far, you have symptoms of a virus so I would suggest you drink some fluids once you get home and not to share the food."
"I doubt I have a virus. It's just allergies." Derpy said waving it off. Time Turner merely shrugged and looked at his fancy watch.
"Their ready." A second later the timer went off. Derpy jumped up and pulled the tray from the oven. She sniffed the intoxicating aroma that leaked from the fragrant pieces of pastry. She grasped two and pulled them out of the tray.
"Shouldn't you let them cool?" Time Turner asked before she shoved it into his mouth with a grin. He quickly removed it and gave a few nibbles. Derpy on the other hand had practically inhaled her's only a bite or two left.
"Are you kidding?" She asked around a bite of muffin. "Their best pipping hot outta the oven!" Time Turner grinned at her and took another few nibbles. She was right, they were delicious.
Derpy waited excitedly at her station. It was the next day and Time Turner had eaten lunch with her and her other two friends yesterday. She was hoping that the same thing would happen today. She glanced at the wall clock and the door every few seconds. Eventually a haggard looking Time turner came in, his hair was disheveled, his nose was red and raw and his eyes looked damp. He walked over to where she stood sheepishly.
"Told you it was a virus." He said through clogged nasal passages. She simply grinned apologetically before holding up the recipe for the day.
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