“Doctor?” Twilight called out as she trotted back up the stairs to the main part of the Tardis, a notepad held in front of her. “Do you have any more notepads?”

The Doctor looked up at her from the controls, “What? Already went through all of them?”

Twilight smiled sheepishly and nodded, “Yeah, you only had five empty ones...”

“Well, I think one would have been enough to hold so little information. You didn’t learn that much from our little adventure. Did you?”

“Ah, I see. Then I take it if you actually learn something, we’ll need a library of notebooks.”

A large smile spread across Twilight’s face as she heard this. “I love museums! They always have something interesting in them! Plus they always provide a excellent place to learn about the old world and other important facts!”

The Doctor, also smiling, clapped his hands, “Fantastic! How would you like to visit the biggest museum in the universe?! With artifacts and objects from every time period of every world!”

Twilight began to bounce in place, excitement clear in her eyes. “Can we go there?! Please?! Please, please please, PLEASE?!”

The Doctor snapped his fingers and twisted around to began to type commands into the Tardis. “I honestly thought you’d never ask!” he exclaimed, excitement in his voice also.

The Tardis began to emit that strange sound again, which only caused Twilight to become more excited.

When the sound stopped, the Doctor turned around, and smiled happily, “We’re here! But before we leave the Tardis, you need to know that you’re not allowed to...”

But, before he could finish, Twilight made a break for the doors and pushed them open, leaving the Doctor looking at the spot she had been only a second before.

“Hmmm, a brilliant mind, but the reactions of a child. I don’t know if this is good, or bad.”

When the Doctor stepped out of the Tardis, he saw that Twilight was already engrossed in a exhibit.

“What is it, Doctor?!” Twilight asked, looking at the large grey object in the display case. “Is it a ship?! A form of alien technology?! It looks amazing, I mean look at the shape and color! This could be anything! I’ve never seen anything like this, and this is only one part of the museum?! I think I may fall in love with this place! But this object! It’s just simply...”

“A rock,” the Doctor cut in, his arms behind his back and a cheeky smile on his face.

Twilight’s joyous ranting came to a sudden stop as she looked at the Doctor with a confused look plastered on her face. “What?”

“It’s a rock, a simple, plain rock. Nothing special about it at all. Well, unless you count your reaction to it, then it may be special.”

Twilight gave him another hard glare before turning to the rock and narrowing her eyes. “Dumb rock.”

“Now that you’ve seen the opening exhibit, and freaked out over it, I think you’ll enjoy this next one. It’s a patch of grass, now isn’t that exciting?!” the Doctor said in a overly excited, high pitched voice.

“You’re making fun of me, aren’t you?” Twilight ask, looking at him in a unamused way.

“Oh no, I wouldn’t make fun of a smart young lady such as yourself,” he said in a happy tone as he began to walk down the hall, hands in his pockets. “I mean, how can I make fun of you? You knew what a rock was.”

“Now you’re just being sarcastic,” Twilight grumbled as she followed him, looking left and right at all the exhibits.

After a few uninteresting display cases, they came to one which held a strange object.

The object in question looked to be a metal sphere, but looked more like the Doctor’s head. But it had a more distinct, sinister look to it.

“That,” the Doctor started, putting his hand on the glass casing, “Is the head of a Cyberman.”

“A Cyberman. Humans that have had all their emotions stripped away and their brain shoved in a metal body. Heartless creatures, literally.”

“Anything else you can tell me?” Twilight asked, taking a interest in this horrible, metal creature.

“Well,” the Doctor began, “There’s so much to tell. Where to begin? The Cybermen were first created on the planet...”

Suddenly, a man in a navy blue business suit rounded the corner and did a double take at the sight of the Doctor. “Hey! What are you doing in here?! You know today's the unveiling of...” he slowly trailed off as his eyes rested on Twilight, who waved nervously when she noticed he was looking at her. “Why did you bring a filthy horse into my museum?!”

“I am,” the man said, still staring at Twilight. “Is that a horn on that horse's head?”

“This?” the Doctor asked, tapping Twilight’s horn, causing her to glare at him, “That’s just a prop. Glue, works wonders!”

The director shook his head and crossed his arms. “No animals allowed in the museum. No exceptions.”

“Ah, I see. No animals allowed?” the Doctor pulled out a small notepad and held it out to the director. “Maybe this will change your mind.”

The director leaned forward and read over the paper. After a few seconds, he stood back up and quickly bowed, “I’m sorry, sir. I apologize for my outburst.”

The Doctor smiled and waved him off, “Aw, it’s fine. Happens all the time with me and my pet horse.”

The director chuckled and waved his hand down the hall. “We’ll be unveiling a new exhibit later today. I recommend you checking it out and telling your uncle about it.”

“Oh, it will be. The artifact is said to be one of the oldest objects in the universe.”

“A little under a hour. It’ll be in the religious part of the museum. Here,” the director said as he handed the doctor a card with a clip attached to it, “This pass will allow you into the first showing.”

The director smiled and bowed again, “If you need anything, just ask for me.” He then turned around and began to walk back the way he came. “Enjoy your visit, Nathan.”

Once he was out of sight, Twilight looked at the Doctor with a confused look on her face. “Why did he call you Nathan? Is that your real name?”

The Doctor smiled down at her, “Oh no, he just thinks that I’m the nephew of one of the richest men in the country.”

“Why would he think that?” Twilight asked, her confusion displayed on her face.

“Because I used this,” the Doctor said as he held up the notepad, which was blank.

The Doctor only smiled and patted her head, avoiding the horn, “Psychic Paper will display what ever the one using it wants it to display. Like how I used it on the director. It has many uses, but I would prefer to show them to you than tell you. More exciting that way!”

“And,” Twilight said, her eyes narrowing, “You said I was your pet horse.”

The Doctor smiled in a slightly nervous way, “Well of course I did. It was either that or my personal servant. Which would you have preferred?”

“Moving on,” the Doctor shouted, turning around and strolling away from the angry equine.

Twilight let out a heavy sigh and followed after him. “Why wouldn’t you let me talk?”

“Simple. Horses don’t talk, and if you would have, you may have freaked him out. I’ll tell you right now that isn’t something we want.”

“Same thing,” the Doctor said in a high pitched voice. “Also, don’t display magic in front of anyone.”

“A few reasons. A few I think you can think of,” the Doctor said as they turned a corner and continued down a new hallway.

“I still can’t grasp that you’re a real unicorn that can use actual magic,” the Doctor said, still walking with his hands in his pockets. “It’s brilliant! And there’s a whole world of you little creatures! Plus there’s immortals! That’s a rare quality for any species to obtain. Well, I know of a few ways for one to become immortal, but I’m not going to talk freely about those. Most creatures who seek immortality spend years searching the stars for unknown planets and ruins. I think it’s a curse really, being immortal. Sure, it has its advantages and perks, but it has a huge down side to it. And you’ve never been this quiet.”

The Doctor came to a sudden stop as he looked to his side and noticed that Twilight was no longer there. “Every time I open up.”

“Twilight?” he called out, getting a few heads turned in his direction. “Come here girl!” he added, trying to keep up the illusion that she’s his pet.

The Doctor back tracked for a bit before he found her. She was standing next to a small display case, looking at the single object within.

“Doctor, what is this? Why would they have a cup in here?” she asked out of curiosity.

“Oh that?” he asked as she tapped the glass. “That’s just the Holy Grail, nothing big.”

The Doctor leaned down and tapped a panel, which caused a small screen to appear in front of Twilight. “There, the complete history of it. Just take ten minutes to read that and we’ll be on our...”

“What? You’ve already read all that?” the Doctor said, arching one of his eyebrows.

The Doctor chuckled, “At least you’re a speed reader. That cuts down on the time we have to spend standing around.”

“Oh, just wait till we get to the part of the museum with ancient civilizations. You’ll love that!”

“I bet I will, Doctor,” Twilight said as she walked around a circular object, admiring its design. “Look at this one, Doctor. It’s not in a display case, does that mean we can touch it? This object looks so normal, but it has that unique feel to it. Like it was created by an advanced race of creatures. But what is it? What was its purpose before it was brought to this museum? Was it a small home for a small creature? Was it part of a machine? Or was it a...”

“It’s a trash can,” the Doctor said with a snicker, “Just a regular old trash can that is only there for the visitors to throw their trash in.”

Twilight blushed and turned away from it, “I knew that, just seeing if you did...”

Twilight slowly began to walk away, clearly embarrassed by gawking at a completely normal object again.

“Oh, this day can’t get any better,” the Doctor said to himself as he followed after her, still trying not to laugh at her actions.

“That was amazing!” Twilight exclaimed as she and the Doctor walked out of the Galaxy room. “I had no idea there were so many planets with life on them!”

“You’d be surprised,” the Doctor said as he began to lead them down another hall, “The universe is actually much bigger than what you saw in there.”

A large smile spread across her face, “And you’re going to take me to each one?!”

“Yes yes yes yes yes!” Twilight began to chant as she hopped around the Doctor in a happy fashion.

Twilight came to a stop in front of him, “Thank you so much for letting me come with you, Doctor!”

The Doctor grinned, “I thought I had to convince you to actually get you to come with me?”

Twilight shrugged, a happy look still on her face, “So? I’m still happy that you let me come with you!”

“So, where to next?” Twilight asked, looking around for something she may want to examine.

“Well, this is a large building with many levels and hundreds of different rooms on each. And there’s everything here from almost every planet and time. The next room we head to could be anything, it could be about...”

“Sir! Nathan, sir!” a man called out as he started walking towards Twilight and the Doctor. “The showing it about to start, and the director told me to come fetch you.”

“Ah, very good. Lead the way my good fellow!” the Doctor exclaimed as the man began to lead them to the new exhibit.

The Doctor leaned down to Twilight and whispered, “Guess we’re heading to the religious section next. This shall be interesting.”

After a few minutes of walking, and many twist and turns, they came to another large room. This one was roped off to the rest of the museum and held a small crowd of four people who stood in front of a large set of curtains.

The Doctor, upon seeing the curtains, looked at the man who had brought them there. “Tell me, what exactly is the museum revealing today?”

“I don’t know,” the man responded, “I heard one of the deep space teams went missing trying to find this thing.”

“Interesting,” the Doctor said to himself as he walked forward, Twilight close at his heels.

When they reached the small crowd of important looking people, the Doctor was instantly greeted by the director.

“Well, I couldn’t miss the unveiling of a new exhibit, now could I?” the Doctor said in a over the top fancy voice.

“Back to the showing,” the director yelled out to everyone in the room, “Now that everyone is here, we can begin.”

He made a motion to someone in the back, who must have hit a switch because the lights dimmed and a large overhead light came on, illuminating the curtains which covered the exhibit.

“Now, you all are probably wondering what we have here,” the director said as he gestured to the curtains. “Well, what we have today is a ancient piece of art. Probably one of the oldest we’ve ever seen. Its origins are unknown, as it is not from our home planet Earth, or any of its colony planets. No, this piece was rescued from an abandoned temple in the outer perimeter of the Galaxy.”

“What have they found,” the Doctor muttered under his breath, causing Twilight to look at him.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present to you,” the director pulled out a small device and pressed a button. Behind him, the curtains slowly began to open.

“No,” the Doctor said silently as his body tensed up, which caused Twilight to become worried.

“The Angel of Mashily!” the director exclaimed proudly as he waved his hands towards the lone statue.

The statue in question was a winged, humanoid female with her face in her hands, simulating crying.

“No,” the Doctor said suddenly, causing everyone to look at him. “It is not marvelous! Far from it!”

“What are you talking about, Nathan?” the director asked, a look of complete confusion on his face.

“Do you even know what you have here!” the Doctor asked, his usual cheerful voice become full of fury.

“I don’t understand what you’re going on about. All this is is a old statue that was found on the planet Mashily.”

“The human race never ceases to amaze me. You find a odd looking statue of an angel in a temple outside of known space, and what do you do? You pack it up and bring it to one of your colony planets to be put on display! How stupid do you have to be to leave the unknown alone! I still don’t know how you all manage to survive, even though you run straight into danger on a regular basis!”

The director gave the Doctor a strange look before looking at the statue. “I don’t follow...”

The Doctor walked past the small crowd and stood in front of the director, “You have brought an incredibly dangerous creature into your museum. That statue, the thing you call “The Angel of Mashily”, is a Weeping Angel, one of the most dangerous and oldest creatures in the universe!”

“Uh-huh,” the director said in an amused tone of voice. “Listen, Nathan. I don’t care if your uncle is one of the major benefactors to this museum, I will not have you spewing nonsense about our exhibits!”

“I’m dealing with a statue!” the director yelled as he sized himself up to the Doctor.

The Doctor slowly began to glare, but suddenly, a smile adorned his face. “Alrighty then, sorry about the sudden disagreement. I’ve been told I’m mad,” the Doctor turned about face and began to walk back the way they had come. “Come along, Twilight. We’re leaving.”

Once they were in the hall, she stopped him and said, “What just happened? One minute you’re going on about danger, then you just up and apologize.”

“That statue in there is a Weeping Angel, which is no ordinary statue.” The Doctor then continued to walk.

“What is a Weeping Angel? You said they’re supposed to be the oldest and most dangerous creatures in the universe. But how? They’re made of stone.”

The Doctor nodded, “That they are, which is why they’re indestructible. Listen to me Twilight, because this may save your life one day. If you’re confronted by an angel, don’t take your eyes off of it. Don’t even blink. Don’t look away, and definitely don’t try to run away with your back to them.”

“If you’re looking at them, they’re unable to move. Meaning, as long as you have them in your sight, you’re safe. Look away, and you’re dead. Well not necessarily dead, you’ll be sent to the past. But same thing in my book.”

“Uh-huh, what else can you tell me?” Twilight asked, wanting to know as much as she could about those stone creatures.

Twilight raised an eyebrow and looked up at the Doctor, “We’re leaving? Already?”

The Doctor smiled slyly and looked down at her, “Oh, we’re not leaving. I’ve got a plan, for once.”

“Wait till we get to the Tardis,” the Doctor said before he started to whistle a familiar tone.

“May be easier to tell me now,” Twilight grumbled as she trudged along beside the Doctor.

The last security guard walked down the darkened hallway, shining his light over the exhibits, not really paying attention to anything, seeing as the museum had never had a break in.

“When did they add a phone box to this place?” He looked it over for a second before shrugging. “I don’t see why anyone would take an interest in something like this, but hey, whatever floats their boat.”

As he turned a corner, the doors on the phone box opened and out stepped the Doctor, a flashlight in his hands.

“What I tell you, Twilight? Someone sees the Tardis and takes no interest in it,” he exclaimed as he looked back at his equine friend.

“Well, this is a museum, Doctor. Of course he wouldn’t take an interest in it,” Twilight stated as she stepped out of the Tardis, a head lamp strapped to her head.

The Doctor shrugged and pulled the doors on the Tardis shut. He then looked at Twilight and held the light under his face, “Spooky huh? Being in a large museum at night, strange objects and shadows all around you.”

“Not really,” Twilight said as she looked around, the flashlight on her head casting shadows all over the place.

The Doctor pulled the flashlight away from his face and looked around, “You remember the plan?”

“Of course, just follow you and everything will be fine. You’ll figure something out once we get back to the angel. Right?”

“You have a excellent memory, that’ll come in handy one day,” the Doctor commented. “But yes, that’s exactly what we’re going to do.”

The Doctor chuckled and began to walk in the direction of the room where the angel is. “All the time.”

“Thought so...” Twilight said quietly as she followed behind him. “I guess that means I’m now the brains of the group when it comes to quick planning.”

“Now then, I want you to watch the angel, I’ll try and figure something out.”

Twilight nodded and advance to the spot where the angel was. But, when she reached it, she saw nothing.

“What?!” The Doctor ran over to stand next to her and cast his flashlight's beam over the room. “I was afraid of this!”

“The angel,” the Doctor began, “It’s active. Meaning everyone in this building is in a terrible amount of danger!”

“You don’t, you let it come to you.” The Doctor rubbed his chin and nodded. “Right then, I want you to head back to the Tardis, get inside and stay there. You’ll be safe, nothing can get in there without the key.”

“Oh me? I’ll be fine, just fine. I do things like this on a daily basis. No need to worry yourself with me.”

“But,” Twilight began, “What if I see it on the way back to the Tardis?”

“You won’t, we just came down that way. Meaning, if it was back there, it would have already attacked us or shown itself. It must have went down the other hall, which is where I’m heading.”

Twilight thought for a second, trying to decide if she should listen and go back to the Tardis, alone. Or, if she should persuade the Doctor to let her come with him. After a few seconds, she made up her mind and went with the safest course of action.

He shook his head, “Oh no you’re not. I’m not going to let you get yourself hurt. I’ve already lost.... Nevermind, the answer is no and that’s that!”

Twilight, not wanting to make the Doctor any mader, sighed, “Fine, I’ll go back to the Tardis. Just hurry up and do this. Okay?”

The Doctor smiled and patted her back, “Oh don’t you worry about me. Just worry about yourself.” He gave her a light shove in the opposite direction. “Go on now, I’ll be back at the Tardis in, hmmm, twenty minute? Thirty minutes tops.”

“I’m holding you to that,” Twilight said as she turned around and began to trot towards the hall that lead back to the Tardis.

The Doctor chuckled as she walked away and spun on his heels. “For once, someone listens to me. Instead of making me cave in and let them follow me into certain danger.”

The Doctor then began to casually stroll into the dark hallway, a smile on his face.

Twilight trotted down the dark hallway, turning head left and right, shining her light on everything.

“Keep it together, Twilight. It’s just a dark, creepy hallway full of shadows because of your flashlight, nothing to... What was that?! Oh, just a shadow. Just keep it together for a few more minutes,” Twilight said to herself, trying to stay calm, “You’re almost there. Just another minute or so and you’ll be sitting in the Tardis.”

Then, just as she was passing a four way in the halls, she heard a sound off to the right. It sounded like stone being drug across a marble floor.

Twilight stopped and looked down the right hallway, “H-hello? Is anyone down there?”

She gulped and took a step toward the hallway, but stopped herself. “What am I doing? In all the books I’ve read, this is the way all the unimportant characters die. By hearing a strange sound and going to it. Well I’m not that stupid.”

She turned back on the path she had been heading and continued forward, at a much faster pace now.

Six minutes later, she came to the room which held the Tardis, as soon as she saw it, she broke into a gallop. But before she could reach the Tardis, she came to a complete stop. Her heart skipped a beat before going into overdrive.

The Doctor turned another corner, shining his light over the walls and exhibits.

He ran his hand through his hair and sighed heavily. “Now, if I were an angel, where would I be hiding? No, a Weeping Angel wouldn’t be hiding, it would be stalking someone. But, if it was, who would it be...”

“Nathan?!” someone in the darkness called out, causing the Doctor to jump and shine his light in their direction.

When his light landed on the person, he saw the director, standing by a office door, a suitcase in his hands and keys in the other.

“What are you doing in here? It’s after closing time?” the director said as he locked the office door and turned to face the Doctor.

“Listen to me, the angel is active and on the loose. You have to turn the lights back on, now!”

The director shook his head and began to walk away, “Nathan, I don’t have time for this. I have an important meeting in the morning and I need to get my rest.”

“I’m not going to tell you, Nathan. You’re not even supposed to be in here. Be lucky it was me you ran into, one of the guards would have arrested you on sight.”

The Doctor picked up his pace and grabbed the director by the collar of the shirt. He then forced him up against the wall and put his face in front of his, using the light to illuminate it.

“I’m not Nathan, I’m the Doctor! And listen to me and listen well! There’s a Weeping Angel on the loose, which means everyone in this building is in danger! If you don’t want to be the one responsible for the deaths of all the guards in this building, and possible the people outside, you’ll help me!”

“Listen to me, Nath-who ever you are. It’s just a statue, it can’t move or hurt anyone.”

The Doctor shook the director hard and glared into his eyes, “That statue is not a regular old statue! It’s a creature that has been around since the beginning of the universe!”

The director started to say something, but the look in the Doctor’s eyes made him shiver.

The Doctor gave a sharp nod and let him go. “Good. You go turn the lights on for me and I’ll continue my search. And,” the Doctor said as he stepped back, “If you see the angel, don’t take your eyes off of it. Otherwise, you’ll never get to that meeting in the morning.”

He then picked up his suitcase and began to walk down the hall and towards the maintenance area.

The director continued to walk down the empty hall, grumbling to himself about the nerve of that man.

“Who does he think he is, coming into my museum and bossing me around. And a dangerous statue? I’ve never heard of such a thing. Some people need to get a grasp on reality.”

He turned a corner and started down another hallway, but something caught his eye.

On one side of the room, next to a window, illuminated by the moon's light, was the angels statue.

“How dare he! Moving my priceless statue from its proper place! What nerve!”

The director stumped up to the statue and looked it over. Once he finished, a wave of relief washed over him.

“Thank goodness, no chips or damage. He’s lucky, one small chip and I would have had him thrown in prison!”

The director turned around and started to walk back to his office, intent on calling the police. But, the second he took one step away from the statue, he felt two hard hands grab his head, one hand on his head, the other under his jaw. Before he could react, they twisted to either side sharply, causing a loud crack to echo in the empty hall.

Twilight stood frozen in place as she looked at the statue of the angel standing right in front of the doors of the Tardis. It wasn’t in the same position as before. Instead, its arms were spread out at its sides and it was standing straight up, looking at her.

Twilight gulped and tried to think of what to do. She needed to get in the Tardis, but she couldn’t on account of the angel being right there. She couldn’t run, since the Doctor said it was definitely faster than her. She could teleport away, but to where? She didn’t know what this planet looked like, meaning she couldn’t visualize the place she wanted to go. So, she was stuck.

Twilight blinked, which caused the angel to move forward a foot. The sudden change of place caused Twilight to do a double take, which also caused her to blink again. causing it to move closer.

“Stop it, Twilight!” Twilight yelled at herself. “Don’t blink, don’t look away. Keep your eyes on it at all times. Look away, and you’re dead! Blink one eye at a time.”

A minute passed, and Twilight was having a hard time keeping her eyes on the single object.

And, to make matters worse, her flashlight on her head began to flicker. And each time it flickered, the angel moved a little bit closer.

Twilight began to panic as she noticed that her flashlight could go out at any moment, leaving her in the dark.

Suddenly, Twilight’s mind went into work mode as she began to try and think of a way to escape.

“The angel is about halfway to me from the Tardis, and in another minute, it’ll be on top of me. I can try to back my way down the hallway, but my light may not last the whole time.” She looked past the angel at the Tardis and smiled, “Twilight, you’re a genious!”

She began to side step to the right, keeping her eyes on the angel. She slowly made a circle around the angel, beads of sweat running down her face.

When she reached the Tardis, she used her magic to levitate the key up to the lock and slowly inserted it, keeping her eyes on the angel.

The second she heard the click, she pushed the doors open and ran in. She turned around to close the doors and let out a terrified scream as she came face to face with the angel.

Apparently, in the time it took her to rush into the Tardis and turn around, it had moved across the room and almost made it to Twilight. Its face was no longer the peaceful, natural look it had been. Now it was a horrifying face, full of rage.

Twilight gulped and began to close the doors, but the second they almost closed, they came to a stop. Twilight backed up and looked down, almost letting out a cry of horror when she saw that the angel was barely in the Tardis, keeping the door from closing.

Twilight began to back up, keeping her eyes on the angel. But, just as she reached the top of the ramp, she bumped the railing, causing her to yelp and jump up in the air. When she landed, she was terrified to see that the angel had moved into the Tardis and was halfway up the ramp.

“This... this can’t be happening!” Twilight yelled, terror clear in her voice.

Just when Twilight thought it couldn’t get any worse, the Tardis let out a slight metallic groan.

Twilight, becoming worried that the Tardis may lose power, began to try and back her way to the lower part of the ship, but when she jumped down the stairs, she saw that it was still following her.

She began to shiver as she continued to back up, bumping into a few things. Then, as if to mock her, she bumped into a corner. Looks like she should have been paying a little more attention to where she was backing up to. Now, she was cornered.

Tears began to form in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them away, which also caused the angel to get closer.

“What am I going to do?! I’m stuck in a corner, nowhere to go, and no way to stop this thing!” She let out a small whimper as she continued to stare at the angel. “Think, Twilight, what did the Doctor tell you about them?! They can’t move when they’re seen, they move incredibly fast and can kill you with a touch. Uhh, they starve if they don’t feed after a long period of time. They, umm, get locked in place if they look at each other. Gah! What else did he tell me?!”

She scanned the room, keeping the angel in her sight, looking for anything to held her in this tight spot.

Suddenly, her eyes rested on a floor mirror, the one the size of the Doctor, that sat in the opposite corner of the room. This gave her a idea.

She used her magic to lift the mirror and brought it over to her. She then placed it in front of herself, making sure it was facing the angel. She gulped loudly and teleported to stand behind the angel.

“Oh Celestia, I hope this works!” She looked away for a second and looked back.

The angel hadn’t moved an inch, it was still stuck in its previous position, looking into the mirror.

“That a girl, Twilight! You found a easy way to stop an angel, by making it look at itself. Brilliant!”

Twilight looked up at the top of the Tardis and smiled. Above her, smiling widely, was the Doctor.

“I don’t know, what do you think we should do, Mrs. Sparkle?” the Doctor asked, crossing his arms and giving her a lovely smile.

“Well,” Twilight began, glancing back down at the angel, “I think we should first tell the director, then we should take it back to where they found it.”

“I like that plan, but,” the Doctor said, sighing, “I found the director dead five minutes ago. When I found him, I instantly ran back here, and when I heard you scream. Well, lets just say I picked up my pace.”

“He’s dead?” Twilight asked, shocked at this. “You mean he was still here?!”

“So,” Twilight said, wanting to change the subject. “We’re just going to take it back to where they found it? Or should we do something else?”

“How about we drop it off on a random metor?” the Doctor suggested with a laugh.

“That’ll work too,” Twilight said as she stared down at the immobile angel. “Are all your problems this easy to fix?”

“No, but I get lucky sometimes.” The Doctor grinned and turned to the controls. “Now, after we drop off the angel, we could head to Florana, like I said we would in the beginning.”

“Sounds good to me,” Twilight said in a happy tone. “I could category some of the wildlife on the planet.”

“You sure could,” the Doctor stated as he typed in the coordinates. “And after Florana... we’ll figure that out later.”

Twilight nudged the Doctor, and looked at him with excitement clear on her face. “Well, Doctor? Hurry up and drop this thing off so I can get to categorizing species!”

“On it!” the Doctor yelled as he pulled the final lever. “Next stop, random piece of rock flying through space!”

Twilight chuckled and clapped her hooves, “Oh, this is going to be so much fun!”

I have no idea what the next adventure will be about, so it may be a few days before I can plan it out. The next chapter will take place a few days after the events of this chapter, giving them time to visit Florana.

If you would like to suggest an idea for an adventure, feel free to suggest it below in the comments.

Doctor Who: Adventures with Twilight Sparkle

by Kickass222urmom

Night at the Museum