A/N: Ok, so that ended well on a good note. I guess I can continue on with being a brony fanfiction author.

I hope you all enjoy chapter two!

I have also decided on a story following this. I hope you all like it. I'm not quite finished with it yet, but it will be up when everything is sorted out. Oh, and I recommend getting 'I am the Doctor' on your music device for a better experience with the next story. I will let you know when it will come in handy.

I will be mainly doing a Doctor Whooves chronicle, but I may branch off of that after a while. As I have stated before, I am a brony, whovian, demigod, potterhead, and Sherlockian (Not sure that is the correct term, but you get the idea). Also a genuis, billionare, playboy, philantropist. You get it? Yeah you got it.

Disclaimer: I no own MLP. I think I said that already.

ON WITH THE SHOW!

I groaned as the sunlight hit me in the face. Celestia's Sun was just eager to ruin my sleep. Not the first time my sleep was interrupted by impatient individuals. My brothers once placed a supercharged spring under my bed so I can wake up for school one time. Never in their lives were they embarrassed when I was done with them. Nopony wants to be seen in a paper cone and covered in poison oak.

I threw myself over the bed and finally woke up. Across my bed was another with beautiful star sheets. I looked around and noticed the space I was in. The room itself was beautifully decorated with simple works of wood and art. I even saw a telescope in the back window. Twilight must really love astronamy.

I grabbed my glasses and headed down the stairs. And when I mean down the stairs, I really mean it. I must've tripped over something because I found myself tumbling down the stairs like a 3-legged filly on her first day walking. Sounds weird, eh? Luckily my glasses were reinforced with a steel frame, otherwise I was going to be in serious trouble.

There was a gasp, followed by somepony's head under my back. "Are you OK?" Twilight asked.

I chuckled. "Um, yeah I'm fine. I guess I'm too used to waking up on the first floor," I muttered.

Twilight chuckled. "Well come on you klutz. I got breakfast started."

That woke me up. Yeah yeah, I know the who stereotype that guys love food more than anything, but that's not wrong. It's also no completely right. Whoever came up with that statement must really be anti-male.

As we sat down to eat, I told her more about some of the places that I've visited. There weren't really much cool things in the world to look for, but I tried to list as many things as I could. For example, Appleloosa held an annual rodeo competition within the town, and how her friend Applejack should try it. All that stuff wasn't interesting at all.

Twilight told me about all her, er, misadventures ever since she first arrived in Ponyville. Apparently, chaos also followed her throughout most of her life.

I laughed. "How did your mane catch on fire again?"

"I have no idea! And now nopony will ever get on my nerves again! Sweet Celestia that was a fun time!" she laughed.

I sipped my tea. "And what happened after?"

She sighed as she set her cup down. "I finally accepted her Pinkie Sense thing. I figured that there was no scientific reason behind her Sense, so I just learned to accept it. As it turns out, every other Tuesday is a Twitchy Tail Fest," she said as she rubbed her head. "Learned that one the hard way."

I chuckled and took a sip. "Do you believe in curses?"

I looked up. Twilight had a scholar's face on her. "Um, I'm willing to believe anything. The one thing about being a writer is that I have to be open-minded so I can accept many different things. That doesn't always work though. I got the idea for Demons of Tartarus because of a pamphlet," I said.

She looked at me funny. "How-?"

"I don't even know. Anyway, an open mind opens doors for new experiences. I gotta remember to close some of those doors, I'm beginning to feel a draft."

She rolled her eyes and continued drinking her tea. I was about to take another sip, but a loud belch startled me. I knew it wasn't me. It couldn't have been Twilight, right? I looked over, and she had a disappointed look on her face. "Spike, come on out!"

Spike? I heard the patter of feet behind me. I looked over and there was a purple dragon right behind me. I shrieked as I jumped to the side. The tea flew up into the air and on top of my head. Hot tea on your head is a really bad idea by the way.

The dragon looked at me funny before turning to Twilight. "Sorry. I forgot to tell you that I came home a little early," he said.

Twilight sighed. "I can understand that, but why were you spying on us?"

Spike blushed. "Um, I just didn't want to disturb you two on your date," he said.

I immediately turned a violent shade of red. "WHAT?!"

Twilight's eyes widened. "WHAT DATE? WHAT PART OF THIS IS A DATE?!"

I facehoofed. "Uh, the part where you both were talking and laughing?"

Twilight's head twitched. A range of emotions seemed to have been running through her eyes as she searched for the right one. "So Spike," she said in a creepily calm voice. "What did you want to talk to me about?"

Spike's eyes widened. "Oh, a letter from the princess." He pulled out a scroll. "The seal was marked in red so I figured that you needed to read it immediately."

Twilight snatched the scroll and began to read. As she did, Spike gave me a glare. "If you think about hurting her-"

"Whoa whoa! We are not dating! She invited me to spend a night here since City Hall was being a piece of-"

"Sweet Celestia!" Twilight exclaimed. "I need to get back to Canterlot. Princess Celestia needs to see me about something!"

Spike wiped the sweat off his brow. I was going to have to talk with him later. "I'm sorry Scribe, but I have to leave right away. You don't mind, right?"

"No, I don't mind. It's OK. You need to get going."

"Excellent. I'm sorry," she said, again. Then she turned and ran out the door with the scroll.

I turned to Spike. "Seriously? Me dating Twilight? I barely met her yesterday!"

Spike chuckled. "That's how all the stories go. Every book Twilight reads are either scientific or fantasy. 'Two ponies who barely met each other suddenly fall in love. Then, the stallion turns out to be a lying, backstabbing cheater who runs off with another mare.' I've read them too," he said.

"Oh, so you think that I'm going to hurt her with no regret? Not all stallions are like that!"

Spike scoffed. "I'll believe that when I see it." Then he turned and walked away.

I groaned. I grabbed one of my favorite Daring Do books from the shelf, and walked out. Might as well enjoy the day while its still good.

A/N: Well, there is chapter 2. I hope you all liked this little predicament I got myself into. Apparently, if you have breakfast with somepony and you both laugh, it's considered dating. If that's the case, then why isn't it that easy in real life. Oh well, Fanfiction logic. Anyway, drop a review for me, and I will return with a new chapter. I hope you liked this one.