Chapter Twelve: Pick A Planet (Doctor`s POV)

"Pick a planet!" I cheered to Natalya the next morning.

"I... way to put me on spot...!" She frowned with a laugh. "But um... there`s something I`ve always wanted to see."

"And that would be...?" I asked.

"The Earth, but from outer space," She smiled. "I want to go get my drawing utensils."

"You have drawing utensils with you? Who does that?" Minky asked.

"It`s like you and the Doctor carrying sonic screwdrivers," She teased.

"...Well played," I added.

Natalya came back and I pulled a large lever to my right, catching her off guard and throwing her backwards.

She landed on her rear and laughed. "I didn`t think THAT would happen!"

"What are we doing?" Thomas asked as he ran out of his room.

"Sorry that I forgot to tell you, Thomas. We`re traveling to space...!" I remarked.

"Space...? No way...!" Thomas cheered. "But how do we breathe?"

"Airtight bubble or whatever," Dinky laughed.

"I was going to say that," I muttered with a smile that I tried to hide.

The TARDIS landed and I ran to the doors.

"Let`s hope there aren`t any Cybermen or Cybermites around," Derpy teased, making me survey the area around me (although we were in the air above the moon) even faster while trying to soak in every detail.

"What are those?" Thomas asked.

"Bad guys that eat little kid`s brains!" Natalya laughed devilishly.

"That wasn`t very nice," Derpy said sternly while trying not to laugh at Thomas`s scared reaction. "She was kidding, bud,"

Thomas faked a smile at her and I looked away laughing like a madman. "Natalya, Thomas, I give you, Earth!"

I walked away from the door and smiled at the two who ran towards it and gasped.

"It-It-It`s really..." Natalya stuttered.

"I know," Minky sighed happily.

(1 Hour Later)

"Finished my drawing...!" Natalya cheered as she got up.

What she showed me was a clear representation of the Earth, something so simple. The curves she drew were actually making her drawing pop out and off of the paper and I pulled out my glasses to get a better look.

"Where did you learn to draw like that?" I asked her.

"I don`t know, I guess it`s hereditary, although my mom and dad haven't sketched since they were little."

"We also have one more place for you – Ponyville." Derpy smiled as I placed my arm around her.

"Ponyville...? Is that your home?!" Natalya asked.

"Told ya," Minky muttered. "Can she and Thomas live with us?"

"Actually, Derpy and I were talking about it last night. If it is okay with them, it is to us."

"I don`t see why not," Natalya smiled. "Plus, now I get to learn even more!"

"You do know you won`t see your friends, right? And Thomas, you probably won`t like it. It`s full of pink ponies," I muttered (and then smiled as Derpy smacked me playfully on my arm).

"I don`t care!" Thomas laughed.

"Alright then, I won`t be the party crasher. I`m in," She grinned. "But what can I call myself?"

"Whatever you feel is good for your appearance when you change. So, let`s do this!"

"Wrong catchphrase for your current form, and the last one, and the one before that," Dinky silently laughed as I headed towards the controls.

"Right, silly me," I smiled grandly as I pulled a lever. "GERONIMO!"