The Eleven Doctors

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Lyra sat down, unsure of what to make of it: The Mutant within a Cyborg, the tapping of the fingers.... She saw so much classic Whooves, but she did not remember that.  Maybe it was something of the new series that flew over her head, as she watched most of her Doctor Whooves on PBS.  But what?

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Meadow Song trotted really close to Rainbow Dash "That was very sweet of you...you know, you and Scootaloo..."

"Aw, it was nothin'!" replied Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow then got a wingboner and a blush when she felt lips touch her cheek!  "Come by some time." she heard his voice state.

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Meanwhile, Derpy went to the Sugarcube Corner kitchen to make some muffins, followed by Carrot Top.  Just as she needed eggs, a Dalek burst in!

"YOU WILL FREEZE!" Carrot Top obeyed, but Derpy kept scanning the kitchen looking for an egg-whisk, seemingly unaware.  The Dalek was surprised at this, and slowly glided to where Derpy stood: "DO YOU HEAR ME? YOU WILL-" but before it could finish, Derpy stood up, facing the Dalek.  The Dalek examined her and realized "YOU ARE A DOC-TOR!!"  "Hello Mister Dalek!" Derpy said innocently.  The Dalek seemed to nervously fiddle with its Blast Gun, probably too scared to handle it properly.  Derpy noticed the blast gun twitching and plucked it from the Dalek's main casing.  "Thank you  Mister Dalek! I needed an egg whisk!"

"WHAT??! NO!!! YOU IN-SULT THE DA-LEKS!!!!" But the Dalek's desparate and perhaps somewhat sad shouts were treated as though unheard as Derpy happily continued to stir away without any care for the world.  But now there were eggshells everywhere! Where to put them? There was no trash can anywhere in sight, but there was a small bathroom.  She then put the eggshells in the toilet, and tried to flush it, but alas! Little progress was made, for it was terribly clogged, due to how hard the feces of the Cakes and Pinkie were from eating too many carbohydrates.

Then Derpy had to unclog the toilet "If only I had something, like a..." but then she found exactly what she wanted on the Dalek that was charging angrily at her.  "Thanks again Mister Dalek! You really are too generous!" The Dalek was further humiliated when its high-pressure vacuum suction cup was plucked from its body and then used to removes clots of the feces of inferior life-forms!  After unclogging the toilet, Derpy then was able to flush the eggshells down, and resumed making muffins.

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A thing that looks like an Outhouse in the middle of a Junkyard....and it could travel anywhere in time and space....... and within it, there was a very frightened and confused Trixie.  Trixie was fiddling with all the switches, and so far, she didn't seem to be doing much, except for...wait...Trixie pressed a button that sprayed something at the corridors.  Trixie decided to play with more switched and button like it....

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Twilight, Fluttershy, and their teams were charging to where Rainbow Dash, her team, and Spitfire stood: "Look out!" Blossomforth shouted.  Rainbow Dash turned around and saw a Dalek towering over them, its blast gun aimed at her.  But Spike had a trick up his sleeve: He tossed a flask filled with an explosive chemical at the Dalek and though it didn't damage it much, something scorched was jettisoned from the center.

Spike almost vomited when he saw the dead Kaled mutant.

Twilight was surprised to see the Dalek Cyborg still operating without the Kaled mutant.

And it began to talk...

"WHY DID YOU REMOVE THE MAS-TER WITH-IN??"

Twilight knew immediately it had to be referring to the Kaled Mutant.

The Dalek Cyborg, now deprived of Kaled Mutant, seemed rather nervous: "MY MAS-TER IS GONE! WHO WILL I O-BEY? WHO WILL I O-BEEEEYYY?!"

"You can obey me." spat Twilight.  "And begin with this: why are you here? What do the Daleks want?"

"THE MAS-TERS WITH-IN IN-TEND TO EX-TEERR-MIN-ATE ALL PO-NIES THAT THE AU-THOR WISHES TO EX-TER-MIN-AAATE!"

Twilight was troubled at another reference to "The Author."  If only Pinkie Pie or Lyra were present, there might be an explanation, because now Twilight would believe anything in a night where Daleks invaded Ponyville and her house was a TARDIS.

"Twilight...if the Cyborg can function on its own without the mutant in it...how come it the Daleks aren't just a cyborg race with no mutants inside?" This observation by Fluttershy was a most impeccable one.

Twilight was not sure, but she suddenly had a good idea.  "Excuse me...how do you feel?"

The Cyborg was silent for a while, but then it answered "A-FRAID..."

Twilight immediately got a clue for what was the point of a separate mutant.

But Cyborgs are organisms with organic parts, so it's existence begged the question: Where did the Dalek Cyborgs come from?

"Who were you before this transformation?"

"NO-PO-NY; I WAS MAN-U-FAC-TURED FROM EM-BRY-OS-"

"Hold the phone!" exclaimed Rainbow Dash.

"THE STEM-CELLS WERE HAR-VES-TED, AND THEN DIS-PERSED THROUGH-OUT THE MECHAN-I-CAL BO-DY; ALL MY PARTS WERE ARRANGED TO SERVE THE MAS-TER WITH-IN!!"

Twilight then realized that perhaps the Dalek Cyborgs, were, in some ways, more Pony than the mutants were, in spite of the fact that the Cyborgs were not entirely organic; the Cyborg's organic components likely had a less altered genetic structure than that of the Mutants; by observing destroyed Dalek remains, Twilight gathered that the Cyborg had a brain at the top of it's head that looked like that of a typical Pony, and a mass of organs much lower in the body that also looked similar to that of ordinary Ponies.

"But you don't need the Kaled Mutant to function; it needs you.  Why is it the one in authority over you? Why not just reject it?"

"BE-CAUSE....IT HAS ONE STRENGTH O-VER ITS VES-SEL."

"And what strength is that; it can't even strategize without you!"

"IT HAS NO FEAR; NO RE-MORSE; NO GUILT; THE VES-SEL HAS ALL OF THESE WEAK-NESS-ES, AND THE MAS-TER COM-MANDS THE VES-SEL, SO THAT THE VES-SEL DOES NOT GIVE IN TO THESE FAULTS!!"

Then it all made sense to Twilight; the Mutant had no pity or remorse, but for some reason the cyborg did, posibbly due to the less altered genetic structure; the mutant's will always overridden the Cyborg's own, but the mutant could not fight really, it was weak and useless! So they had a Cyborg to turn the Mutant's formless rage into a sophisticated plan.

"But you have your own brain!" shrieked Fluttershy.  "You're not a vessel! You're your own Pony!"

Twilight realized something: She couldn't let her friends use Boron on the Daleks; it would surely kill the cyborgs as well as the mutants!

"We stayed too long; we have to join the others.  Now."

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A metal hand clicked on a control consol several times, slowly but with subtle impatience at her Fluffy ally.

"Fwuffs awweady awe da stwongest cweatuwes!"

The bearer of the hand replied, in a damaged but electronically enhanced voice: "Strong in the sense that you have no regret, remorse, or desire to change, but your mental and physical limits hamper you from being the Gods that you can be.  This Cyborg vessel shall be a slave to carry out your destructive will. You will provide it with all the hate and rage you need to be the dominant species, and the Cyborg shall use its mind and body to carry out your will.  It can kill, it can survive, and it can plan, but is cursed with-" he said with a sniff "-sentiment.  Your will will always override its own.  With your mechanically organic slave, you shall get no more 'owwies' as you call them; you will have no fear of drowning, you will be invincible!" she added with more energy and passion.

"Yay! No More Boo-Boos?"

"Uhhh...yes, no more...'Boo-Boos'."

"And will Fwuff git wotsa skettis?"

"Yes, plenty of blood, screams, CRIES OF ANGUISH!!! ...and yes, some spaghetti as well, I suppose."

"YAY!! Tank yu daddeh!"

"No need to thank me; I thank you for being the perfect, unsentimental organism.  Previously, I had to mutate species to absolutely nothing in order to make them loose all of their 'love' and 'friendship'; but I see now I did not need to mutate anything; I just needed to find you, the perfect, hateful organism."

A mechaincal pincher then lifted the Fluffy Pony from the ground and into the Dalek Cyborg.  It was then placed in a chamber.  With a cap for administering its thoughts and feelings to that of the Cyborg.  "Excellent!" the one with the mechanical hand and damaged voice purred "Now, try to think of some words you know, without saying them aloud."  The Fluffy Pony then was obviously trying very hard to think, its brow furrowing, its face turning red, steam emerging from its ears, and blood dripping out of its nose; but in the end, it managed to send a message that the Dalek Cyborg could translate: "DI....AR...RHE.....A..."

"On second thought, perhaps you shouldn't; maybe you should just talk and the machine translates at the same time."

"Yu mean wike dis?"

"YOU MEAN LIKE THIS??" the Fluffy and the cyborg said simultaneously.

"Excellent! That is far better!"

"Fwuff haf weally bad poopies dis mornin'"

"I HAD DI-AR-RHE-A THIS MORNING!!" they said almost at the exact same time.

"Okay, we need to talk; don't talk about 'bad poopies', it will keep your enemies from taking you seriously."

"But all Fwuff can tink abou' is bad poopies..."

"BUT ALL I CAN THINK A-BOUT IS DI-AR-RHE-A!!!"

"If you cannot stop talking about it, I shall have to use the sorry stick..."

"Nuu! Not the Sowwy Stick!"

"NO! NOT THE BROOM HAN-DLE!!"

The bearer of the mechanical hand sighed the sigh of a damaged voice; a Dalek that was afraid of broom handles? That would have to be adjusted; "Please, do not mention the Sorry Stick in combat...That will also prevent your enemies from taking you seriously.  Now remind me...what is your true purpose?"

"To gif all da meanie munstuhs da biggestest of owwies!"

"TO EX-TEERR-MIN-ATE ALL ENEMIES OF THE DA-LEKS!"

"Good!", then, beginning to talk to herself, she said "Soon, my dear Daleks, you will pay the price for defying your creator; you rejected my will and my words, but now, in the form of Fluffy Ponies, a new type of Dalek shall unleash my fury for your insubordination....I bring you, the BIONIC REMORSELESS FLUFFY PONY IMPERIAL DALEK or as a shorter name for it, THE BRONY!!!!!!" she added, shaking her hand as she did so.

"MOTH-ER..."

Yes, my child?"

"WILL YOU BRING ME SPA-GHET-TI??"

Chysalis, now with the mechanical hand, scarred visage, single electronic eye, and chariot of Davros, facepalmed and sighed...this was going to take a lot of work.

"Um, yes...but only after you wipe out all of the Daleks that disobeyed me!"

Sulkily, it lowered it's eye stalk, said "O-KAY..." and slowly glided away.

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A lone pony sat in the spa, watching a television program:

"The Situation is we've got a crime, and that crime is how good-looking my situation is over here; ain't that right ladies?"

Then, a Cyberpony walked into the same room: "What is that. you are watching."

"It seems to be a rather interesting extraterrestrial life-form."

"Scans detect. Terrestrial.  'Reality' Show.  Jersey Stable."

"Oh," the Sombra, dressed as and thinking he was the Master sighed, and then he turned the television off.  "So, what bad news do you have for me now?"

"The Doctors. Are approaching."

"Oh...well, that's good."

"Good? It's fantastic!" Shouted Discord, also dressed as the Master.

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