"Thank you, Harold" A large purple alicorn mare hissed as she stood over the unconscious body of the sun queen, "I cannot thank you enough."
A yellow stallion looked up at the mare, "I was not helping you," he spoke in a harsh tone, "I was simply making it so I could defeat an old friend of mine.."
"Either way, Thank you Mr. Saxon." Nightmare moon, bowed at this stallion as he turned away and walking out of the castle.
"One more thing Nightmare," He called as he walked away. "Thats not my name."
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Ember Script looked up from the book she was reading as the unicorn walked into the large room with a metal mushroom shaped machine in the middle, "Well you're back early." she spoke.
"Well, you know it was easy, The Doctor didn't get in my way this time." The Unicorn set his hooves on the machine and flipped a few levers.
"Well, since that's all done lets spend some time together, just you and me?" Ember looked into the unicorns eyes.
"Ms. Script you have a store to run, and I have errands to do."
"But MAAASTEEER!" Ember pleaded.
"Fine." The Unicorn apparently name The Master sighed, "I've got a pub farther down in the TARDIS, we can go there"
Ember smiled exitedly Flapping her wings happily, "Oh thank you!"
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They made it to The Masters personal bar, and started talking and drinking having a few drinks each, It took The Master much longer to get intoxicated then it took for the Alcohol to take over Ember Script. Soon they where both taken over by the alcohol.
The Master and Ember Script laid on the counter, The Master on his back his head facing Ember Script, and Ember on her Stomach tapping The Master's broken horn. "Such a shame Master, You can't use Magic."
"I -hic- don't need Magic." The Master tapped his hooves together looking at them, "I don't like this shade of yellow." he spoke looking at the color of his fur. "What do you think, Script?" He lifted his hood over his head so Ember could see the pale yellow color.
"Master?" Ember spoke
"What is it Ms. Script?" The Master replied
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Anything Ms. Script?"
There was a moment on silence between the two.
"I want to have a foal."
The Master looked at Ember Script. With a confused look in his eyes. "Why would you ever think of that!" Ember Script Crawled off the counter away from the Master. "I have told you once Ms. Script I can't have foals. I never could and never can!" The Master Looked down. "It's my species I can't change what I am, Well I could but who know who I'll be then, The Chameleon Arch could change my species... But I wouldn't know who I was."
Ember Script looked at The Master. "The Chameleon Arch?"
"It's a machine that rewrites my biology. A time-pony like myself could become a Equestrain Pony like you.."
Ember Opened her mouth to speak but was then cut off by The Master. "It doesn't work the other way around."
"You could use that when ever?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't you?"
The Master held Ember Scripts head up. "Because then I don't know If i would still love you."
Ember Script smiled slightly. "Of course you would Master."
"Its not guaranteed." The Master looked down his bright orange eyes dull as he thought of losing Ms Script. "But I will use it for you."
"Then do it."
"As you wish Ms, Script." He Grabbed her hoof and walked with her to the console room. "Now I need you to Understand. I can program, The machine to leave some room for you but my name will be different, 'The Master' will just be a story inside my head. I will not be real."
"I- I understand." Ember Script stumbled over her words as the Master hit a button and an area of the console popped up with a metal head dress with multiple spikes sticking off the top on a mannequin head.
The Master held out a watch. "I have this fob watch. Don't let me lose it and don't let me open it no matter what you do." He bent towards Ember Script and kissed her goodbye. "Goodbye Miss Script. I will see you soon." He put the Machine on his head, pushed the fob watch in a slot right above his snout. He turned a dial on the time machines console and it started is whooshing sound. "Here we go back where we meet at your shop in Seaddle year 1014 of Luna's reign." As he spoke his eyes welled up with tears. "Goodbye Ms. Script!"
His hoof slammed on a button in the console and The Chameleon Arch started working.