Tome of the Searching Flame

They arrived at Gallifrey where some Timelords were talking. The Timelords looked at the trio and scowled at them.

“Who are you?” One asked. Leara was petrified. She had never seen other Timelords so she had no idea how to act. Finally she spoke.

“I’m Leara Time, and these ponies are my friends Dakota and Apple “Sweetie” Rose.” Leara responded nervously. Their scowled got more and more intimidating.

“Why do you affiliate yourself with ponies?” Another asked. Leara gulped she had forgotten the tension between ponies and Timelords.

“Dakota is actually an A.I. inside a pony body, and Sweetie wants to just help her planet even if it means working with Timelords.” Leara explained. The Timelords thought for a second.

“We just want to find one or all the princesses of Equestria and when we do they can solve their own problems and provide service if they ask.” Dakota said. The Timelords had a worrying face.

“We can’t trust you Leara we know who you are. You seem decent, but if we tried to help you it would be our heads.” One said.

“What do you mean?” Leara asked.

“Leara you’re the daughter of the Master we can’t trust you and if we did we’d probably be killed for treason.” The other one said. Dakota put his wing around Leara and Sweetie. They snuggled underneath. Dakota gave a stern look to the Timelords.

“C’mon let’s get off this pathetic hunk of rock.” Dakota said motioning Leara to the TARDIS. Sweetie looked at the Timelords.

“YOU’RE ALL JUST A BUNCH OF COWARDS!” She yelled. She went into the TARDIS and Leara was sobbing in her room. Sweetie sighed and looked at Dakota.

“Get us out of here. I’ll go talk to her.” Sweetie said. Dakota nodded. Sweetie knocked on the door of Leara’s room.

“Who’s *sniffle* there?” Leara asked.

“It’s me, your best friend Sweetie.” Sweetie answered softly. Leara smiled faintly. Sweetie hopped on Leara’s bed. Leara nuzzled Sweetie still crying her poor little eyes out. Sweetie is a good shoulder to cry on.

“I’m *sniffle* not *sniffle* evil. I hate *hic* my father!” Leara yelled. Sweetie stroked Leara’s mane.

“I know you do. It’s going to be okay. I’m here for you Leara. Sweetie is here for you.” Sweetie said softly. Leara started to stop crying and she began to blush, but she didn’t mind. Sweetie was there and she was happy she was.