Thirty Minute Pony Stories

It wasn’t every night the Doctor was happy to have a guest at two ‘o’ clock in the morning, but then again, it wasn’t ever night the Doctor was up tossing and turning and wishing just for once his nights could be normal. For him, the mysterious midnight visitor was a blessing indeed. And his blessing came in the form of a gray-coated, golden-maned, wall-eyed Pegasus with a small, innocent smile that she wore only for him. In all honesty, he didn’t quite know how to take that, but that didn’t matter because she was here and maybe she could help.

“You’ve tried everything?” Derpy asked, settling herself onto his couch and raising an eyebrow above a golden eye after he’d told her why he was awake.

“Yes, I have and I’m certain of it,” he answered, resting his head back on the soft cushions of his couch and closing his eyes in vain.

“Warm milk?”

“Yes.”

“Counting sheep?”

“Yes.”

“Reading?”

“Yes.” His irritation grew faster than he imagined it could, even when dealing with Derpy.

“Sleeping pills?”

“Yes, Derpy! I’ve taken three tonight alone!” His eyes were open now and were glaring at her in rage.

She recoiled a little, making his hardened, angry features soften before she sat back up normally and her lovely little smile returned.

“Don’t worry, Doc, there has to be something we can do. Sleep’s important, you know,” Derpy told him matter-of-factly.

He simply couldn’t be angry with her, or impatient, no matter how tired he was. There was something about the easiness of her voice, the way every word sounded simple and meaningful, and her smile. The simplicity and true happiness of her smile, as if she didn’t know the way the world saw her, with her deeper voice and slower mind, her wall eyes and her constant confusion. But despite all that, Doctor Whooves adored her and looked past it, to see the pony behind the eyes.

“Yes, I know. That doesn’t change the fact that I can’t sleep, though,” he responded dejectedly. “I’m so desperate I even went to see Pinkie Pie a few hours ago.”

Derpy chuckled at this. “Really? What’d she say?”

“Gave me a warm muffin and instructed warm milk and then shooed me off,” the Doctor shook his head. “It didn’t help.”

“Go figure. Remember, you’re the Doctor in this town, not her. Shouldn’t she be coming to you for a sleep remedy?”

“I’m not that kind of doctor,” he reminded her. “And besides, the librarian…Twilight Sparkle tells me she’s quite resourceful at times.”

Derpy fell silent for a moment and as the minutes ticked on, the Doctor was certain she’d fallen asleep right on his couch, but as he moved to see her face, she finally spoke.

“There’s one more thing we could try, if you want.”

“What’s that?”

“Cuddling,” her words became awkward and rushed as she continued. “I’ve heard it helps you sleep and we can try it but only if you want to…Doc.”

Of course he wanted to try it. He loved being with Derpy and there had been many, many times when he wanted to curl up next to her and hold her close…tell her it would be okay and that she was beautiful…no matter what they said…

He cleared his throat awkwardly before saying, in a most awkward fashion, “Okay.”

And so together, they ended up in the Doctor’s bed, the light, soft sheets thrown over the both of them, followed by his thick quilt. She snuggled up close to him, resting her head in the crook of his neck, and he threw one foreleg around her casually, pulling her as close to him as he could. To his surprise, his eyelids grew heavy and he stifled a yawn, snuggling deeper into the pillow and his sheets.

“Derpy?”

“Mmm?” She sounded half-asleep as she spoke.

“Why were you awake this late?”

“I wanted to see you. So I did.”

There’s one of those sweet, simple answers again and the Doctor felt himself overcome with his love for this Pegasus, his heart overflowing and certain to burst if he didn’t do something about it. So he presses his lips to her cheek and before she can react, he’s asleep, content just to be with her.

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Obscure Comments:

D’aww, this one was sweet. I’m not a big Doctor Who watcher (read; I’m not a Doctor Who watcher, period), but a) I didn’t feel ostracized despite this, which is good, and b) this was a cute story that I liked a lot. Good job!