Time keeps on slippin' (slippin', slippin')

[sharpwit]

 Sharp's eyes widened in realization. "Why didn't I think of this earlier! Idiot!" the grey pegasus chastised himself, beating his head with his hoof.
Golden looked at his partner with concern. "Sharp? What's going on?"
Taking a moment to compose himself, the Inspector resumed his impassive expression as he talked to the unicorn. "Golden, would you please excuse us for a bit?" he asked politely before shoving the stallion out the door and slamming the door in his face. Turning back to his compatriots, his face returned to its panicked state. "We have only two hours before I return home, which means we have to grab the materials we need, go to the Canterlot Royal Library, and return here before I can notice that they're missing!"
The Torchwhoof agents all stared at the Inspector. "The Royal Library? Notes? What are you talking about?" Agent White Noise asked.
Sighing, Sharp Wit trotted over to the locked door and, pulling out a small key from seemingly nowhere, opened it to reveal a rather unsettling sight- each and every inch of available wall space was devoted to pictures, documents, and even paintings- all of which included the Doctor or the TARDIS in some way, shape or form. Strings of color-coded yarn crisscrossed across the walls, and a combination of chewed up pencils and notes ripped from notebooks littered the floor. In the center of the room was an old, unkempt desk with various knicknacks and notebooks were scattered on the desktop.
Sharp flew in the room, examining his old study. Yikes, was I really that obsessed? he asked himself, cringing at the state of the room.
Wow... I'd forgotten that you were so pathetic, the Dark Voice scoffed in contempt. Not to mention a slob!
Hey, I was going through some stuff, ok? Sharp snapped back, causing the Voice to chuckle arrogantly. Ignoring the Voice, Sharp effortlessly located the document he needed and plucked it from the wall, gliding back to his associates. "I was researching the Doctor for quite a while- something of a pet project for me," he began. "Anyways, in my search for him, I began researching time-traveling magic, particularly Star-Swirl the Bearded's various theories on the matter. It turned out to be a complete waste of time," he sighed, his ears lowering in annoyance. "The Doctor's method of time travel has almost nothing to do with magic as we know it- but it did give me an elementary understanding of the time-space continuum from an equine perspective. Which brings me to this!" He lifted up the document high in the air. "In Star Swirl's private journal, he recorded several spells and incantations involving time- INCLUDING a spell that locks in items in time indefinitely. The only known copy of the journal is in the Canterlot Library, so I'd say that would be our best bet would be there. Any questions?"
Everyone stood dead silent for a moment before Agent Silver Lining spoke up. "Dude, I think you really need to get laid," he said in awe.
Sharp sighed in annoyance. "Any ACTUAL questions- about the topic at hand?