The Eleven Doctors

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Overwhelmed by pressure at all ends, Twilight ultimately made a decision:

"Fine, you win...But this should NOT be the first resort.  Give me time to get the Dalek Cyborgs to reject the mutants inside."

"NO!" Iron Will shouted.

"Yes, that's my girl!" Spike proclaimed.

Fluttershy, who was also there, had a different opinion: "I...DON'T...THINK SO!" She said softly but firmly.

Twilight protested "What, Flutters, but you-"

"Who was the one that told me it was the helpless that needed to be defended, even if they were evil Twilight, who?!!?"

"I wouldn't call the Daleks helpless, Darling." Rarity retorted.

"They can't help that they have evil beasts in them that enslave them to kill!"

"I'll give you about an hour, maybe less." Rarity went on, ignoring Fluttershy.

"I'm not letting you!" squealed Fluttershy.

With a heavy sigh, Twilight added, :"Go ahead Rarity.  We'll save what few Daleks we can until the time is up."

"Twilight, be a dear and help me figure out the best way to install the Boron, would you Darling?"

"Why, sure Rarity! How about you crush it into a nice, fine powder?"

"How about, you crush this plan and help us free the cyborgs from their mutant masters?" asked Fluttershy.

"Fluttershy, go save some Daleks" ordered Twilight "I'll help you when I can.  But for now, I have to get a weapon to stop whatever Daleks refuse to rebell."

"Ooh! that would be lovely! And then we put it in the fans!"

Fancy Pants managed to used a skeleton key to undo the lock on the door: "There! That ought to do it!"

"You-you SELL-OUT!!" squeaked Fluttershy.

"But-" Spitfire tried to protest, but Fluttershy cut her off.

"WE'RE LEAVING!"

Twilight was severely troubled at this; Fluttershy was her dear friend, who always meant well.  Iron Will was too; he didn't think Twilight could cave in under pressure from just a small handful of loud voices.  But that was life, he supposed.

"That's good, I suppose." Twilight said miserably.  Iron Will saw how she felt, and knew why; he laid a sympathetic hand on her shoulder.

"You know, when you feel like you've made a mistake,

you should move on and accept it, life's yours to make!"

Twilight, her eyes somewhat glassy, perhaps from suppressed tears, gave Iron Will a small hug.

They then all walked through the open spa doors, and to their suprise, the lights were all on, and it was quiet....

....too quiet.

"Okay, let's just find all the fans and get out of here!" Shining exclaimed.

"First, take the Boron shard, put each one in a separate bag, and crush them all!" Twilight said.

Rarity was prepared, and gave several plastic baggies to Shining, who put a Boron shard in one and squashed each of them.

They walked through the spa, finding every fan there they could find.  Some of the ceiling fans were turned off individually by Spike and Iron Will, and then Twilight and Shining put the bags on them with their magic.

Then there was a clapping of hooves: "Bravo, Doctors and Companions, you have done so well so far."

"SOMBRA!"

"No, not Sombra; the Master."

Twilight then noticed that Sombra's attire resembled that of the first Master to be seen onscreen.

"Sombra, what are you doing here?"

"It's the Master, and really, it's all for you, Doctor; didn't you miss our old times together? Me and you? There I was, wrecking havoc throughout the Universe, but you often weren't there! I was afraid that...that-"

Twilight then finished his thought: "We weren't coming?"

Twilight understood; the Master always had complicated feelings for the Doctor; he was the Doctor's best friend as a child, and often needed to turn to the Doctor for his personal problems, for there was nopony else for him; because of this relationship, depending on the incarnation, the Master often felt either brotherly love or a sexual passion for the Doctor, and committed atrocities to be with the Doctor again, since the TARDIS was often drawn to danger, the Master figured that by making the danger, he could get the Doctor back.

"Doctor...it's terribly good to see you again..." the Sombra-Master said, using one hoof to caress Twilight, and the other to caress Rarity.  "Ah, female; I like females, females are cool; maybe now we can- we can really be together."

Twilight's inner Hoovian suddenly kicked in: "Ohhh, my Master...." (Spike had an expression at pure shock at this) but it was followed shortly by her common sense "Wait! No, no, no, no, no! You kill Ponies!!"

Rarity, on the other hand, pushed the Master's hoof away gently, and then, seeing him distracted by Twilight, suddenly took the opportunity to seize a sword and lunge at him.

"You unhand her, fiend! And you also stop the Daleks and the Cyberponies!"

The Sombra-Master simply smiled, picked up a rapier of his own, and said: "I missed our little games."

Then the duel began: They pushed very hard on each other's rapiers, which Sombra had purposefully left to be found by whatever Doctor was there to find it.  Sombra pushed hard enough to have Rarity collapse on a short table nearby, and then he tried vicious strikes on her, but she dodged each one, until she rolled off and then had her rapier at his throat.

"You know," Rarity began, "I always felt that violent exercise always makes me rather hungry!" she said, plucking a sandwich from a nearby tray "wouldn't you agree?"

The Master/Sombra was not in any mood for games, however.  "Raauugh!" he yelled as he lunged at Rarity. Rarity countered this with her sabre, but Sombra then pushed so hard with his body that he knocked Rarity on a table; soon, his sword was ever nearing Rarity's throat "I rather liked the incarnation you called 'The Fourth Doctor' anyway!" he said.

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The Imperial Dalek was ever nearer to Applejack, and then it shouted "EX-TER-" but it heard something that made it stop (or rather, received a Dalek pathweb message).  It turned around and joined two other Imperial Daleks.

Applejack signaled for the U.N.I.T. soldiers to follow her at a safe distance.

She saw what was the source of the commotion:

"Urinating on an officer's foot. Is forbidden!"

"Smawtyy dun' cawe, Smawty nu wike yu!"

"Crime! Insubordination! Charge! Guilty! Sentence: Execution!"

Before the Judoon leader could fire at the Fluffy Ponies, he was shot by a powerful electron blast.

"EX-TEERR-MIN-AAATE!!!!" a pale Dalek shouted.

"Fo Ro Sho Go!" A Judoon officer shouted to his subordinates: He then did away with the Smarty Friend while the rest of them were shooting at the Daleks.  There were about three Imperial Daleks and at least three times as many Judoon; The Dalek shields held up for a while under the blasts, except for the one who was at the very front; his shield was destroyed and thus he died, but the Judoon were reduced to less than half by the time that happened.  Realizing he could only hope for a Pyrrihic victory at best, the Judoon commander ordered the few survivors he had to retreat.

Applejack then saw the remains of the Imperial Dalek, and saw a scorched Fluffy Pony right in front of them.

"Hmm..." her mind began to work like lightning.

One of the Daleks that killed many Judoon, who also happened to be the same one that threatened the U.N.I.T. troops earlier, began to say "NOW, WHERE WAS I? OH, YES..." then he turned towards Applejack: "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!" That wasn't all.  Then more Imperial Daleks came at that moment: "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!!" they all shouted.

Luckily, Applejack now knew what to do: "Ya better not talk that way, or I'm givin' you the Sorry Stick!"

Then the Imperial Daleks all backed away for a moment.

Applejack decided to continue: "Ah really mean it! Ah'm really pissed right now! Go to your rooms, or get the Sorry Stick!"

"NO, NOT THE BROOM HAN-DLE!!" the Imperial Daleks all shouted. "AHHH!!!" And then they all glided far away from her.

"Ah'm glad that worked, because those would have been dreadful last words!"

But connecting the weak Fluffy Brain with complete Pony brains and battle-strategy computers caused a Dalek to realize something: "CAN A BROOM HAN-DLE REAL-LY HURT DAAL-EK AR-MOR?"

"Well uh-"

"DO YOU E-VEN HAVE A BROOM HAN-DLE?"

"Ahh..." Applejack found lying rather difficult.

Then all the Imperial Daleks gathered in a circle around them once again: "EX-TER-MIN-ATE!! EX-TER-MIN-ATE!! EX-TEERR-MIN-AAATE!!!!"

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Fluttershy left in a wordless huff, not saying a word to her companions, and they not saying a word to her.

Then, Spitfire suddenly had to go...and she was starting to panic!

...then, at that moment, it appeared...on its own!

An outhouse, in a junkyard.

"Be right back" she said.

When she opened the "Outhouse" door, she couldn't help but suddenly wet the floor behind her.

"Look what you did to my nice carpits!" Trixie exclaimed.

Spitfire was speechless....

....it was bigger on the inside!

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Bon-Bon asked "So, what now Lyra?"

"We have to get the Daleks to follow us, and maybe the rest of the lot if we have to."

"But...how?" asked Cadence, but she feared she knew the answer.

Pinkie Pie knew too, and so she hopped up on a flag pole, and shouted through a loudspeaker "Hey! You Daleks! I'm the Doctor! Come and exterminate me!"

The dark Daleks all gathered 'round the flag pole, and then, one of them appeared to be scanning her, and then turned to the others and said: "CON-FIRMED TO BE A TIME LORD AND A GEN-ER-A-TION FOUR PO-NY!!"

"BUT HOW IS THAT POS-SI-BLE?"

"UN-CER-TAIN. IS THIS CRE-TURE WOR-THY FOR THE FI-NAL EX-PER-I-MENT??"

The leader of the Dalek squad then glided a short distance from the rest; the ponies didn't know it, but it was sending a private pathweb message to its superior officers.  Then it glided back...

"YES!"

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As the door was left open, Sweetie Belle walked out, overcome by the sheer curiosity of the outside world...

...Naturally, she was dissapointed that it was pretty much the same as the the one she knew, and that it was probably no other place than the Ponyville junkyard, a place where she tried to get her Cutie Mark many times, and many times, got chased away for trespassing.

...On the plus side, as she knew this place, she could be comfortable with departing, which she did.  She saw who appeared to be Octavia Philharmonica Melody herself, which made her feel better about going out of the TARDIS.

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Discord chuckled as he brought all the officers into the remains of town hall to "strategize".  Oh my dear Doctor, you have been naive, he thought.

They all gathered around chairs around a smashed table.  "Today," Discord announced, "we begin federal work!" With that, he took a bunch of papers and through them in the air, letting them sink gently down to the ground.

"Okay Discord, very funny" said a Brigadier General "but now is not the time for very accurate jokes like that one; there's pony lives at stake!"

"Of, course, I know, and I have just the thing..." Discord pulled out a gas mask: "Are you my mummy?" he quipped.

"What's with the gas mask?" a Captain asked.

"Becaf ov da gaf"

"I'm sorry?"

Discord removed the mask from his mouth: "It's because of the gas."

"What gas?"

Then Discord said more clearly, though a gas mask he still wore, "This gas!"

Seeing them all choke, Discord cackled and said "NO BREATHING!!"

"But *wheeze*" the one-star General went, "Celestia made you promise-"

"Celestia made me promise nothing: I am not using magic, and I am not Discord."

With his last breath, a leiutanent yelled: "WHO...ARE...YOooouuuu..." he close with a wheeze.

Seeing as he was the only survivor, the Discord who wasn't Discord walked up to him and said: "I am...the Master."  And with that, he crushed his skull with his hoof.

After they all passed, some Zygons came...

"Now, it's time for you all to take their places...."  The Zygons rather liked this order, and as the smiled evilly, they took the forms of the officers.

And then Discord tapped the table with a finger: tap-tap-tap-tap, tap-tap-tap-tap....

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