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// 2-T Doodly do Who are you 
// Story: Who is Doctor Whooves!? 
// by FIM Fiction 
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WHERE ART THOU, O TIME. WHY HAS THOU DONE THIS? THE CLOCK STILL TICKS, AND THE HOUR GLASS STILL TURNS.
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Time Turner stared at Derpy with a blank expression. "Doc? You alright?"

Time Turner frowned. "N-no. Not really." 'OH SWEET CELESTIA WHY AM I THE HERO!?' "But if I am to help, then I'll do my b-best! If I am thinking properly, we need to get in that really big dish flying in the air."

Derpy tilted her head. "How are we gonna do that?"

'DON'T DO IT DON'T DO IT DON'T-' "HEY DALEK!" 'You mother bucker'. "Ditsy? Think you could open it up? Don't break it unless you can't open it otherwise."

Derpy nodded as a Dalek came close. "This is crazy doc. I hope you know what you're doing."

Time Turner gulped. "No, not really."

This made Derpy smile. "Glad that's still the same."

The Dalek landed. "WHY DO YOU CALL ME. EXPLAIN!"

"Well... Look, we need to use you to save the day." Time Turner stated.

"...EXTERMINA-" Derpy kicked the Dalek in the side, knocking it over. She then quickly tore off the gun, and used that to pry open the suit. Derpy ripped the Dalek out and threw it aside.

"Got it open Doc!"

Time Turner stared, horrified. "Is... is it dead?"

Derpy looked at the Dalek, then at her friend. "Why do you care? I thought you wanted every one of these things dead?"

Time Turner vomited.  He shook on his hooves, but managed to stay upright. "I think I can't handle the thought of killing anypony, nor anycreature."

"Oh." Derpy stared at her friend, then at the Dalek. "Umm... Would it make you feel better if I told you they never die? As in some are older then Alicorns and have survived being blown up?"

Time Turner dry heaved. "Put him somewhere comfortable. I'll... try to work the machine."

Derpy nodded, somewhat shocked, and found a bench nearby. She grabbed the Dalek and put it on the chair. It was rather surprised at the action. "Stay there, kay?"

"Iiii. Obeyyyyyy." the dalek said weakly. The Dalek and Derpy stared at each other for a moment.

"Hey Doc? Why aren't we killing this?"

"What the blazes is wrong with you!? We're not killing anything, or- or- or I'll give you a black eye!"

Derpy stared at her friend. "That's a bit far, Doc."

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF- What the buck did I do to make you a murderer!? Geez!" Time Turner shook his head. He then trotted over to the Dalek, giving a wide area around Derpy.

"Hello there... Sorry, what's your name?" Time Turner asked.

"Iiii haaaave nooo naaame."

"Oh." Time Turner rubbed his chin, before coughing. Golden smoke left him. "Well, I guess I'm the Doctor? Here to help. Mind if I call you George?"

"Georrrge?... Iiiii doooo noooot miind."

"Lovely, thank you. Question, how do we operate your armor?"

The Dalek stared for a moment. "Whhhyyy... doooo-"

"Hold on a sec." Time Turner picked up the Dalek and put him back in the armor.

"Doctor, what are you doing!?"

Time Turner ignored Derpy. "There you go George!" he said as the armor closed.

"...I AM A DALEK. MY SUIT..."

"Hang on a moment." Time Turner turned to Derpy. "Is there a speech suppressor in the armor?"

"What?."

"AFFIRMATIVE!"

"How do we deactivate it?" Time Turner asked. 

"EXTERMINATE!" The Dalek responded, but not even sparks came from it's broken gun.

"Oh dear. Can I- Hm." Time Turner grabbed the eyestalk and pushed it downwards. The top moved like a bottle cap, jointed at the front. "Ditsy, do you happen to have a sonic on you?"

"A make shift one. But it's not good for much." Derpy pulled her rather bulky sonic pulser. It was rather square and was green. "Here ya go."

"Iiiii actually don't know how to use one. Think you could use it to deactivate any suppressor of actions?" Time Turner gave an embarrassed smile.

"I hope you have a slight thought of a plan." Derpy aimed the sonic with her wing, and pushed a button. A hum was heard.

"I AM A DALEK. I AM A DAAAAAAGERRRRRRGE. I AM A GEORGE. I AM GEORGE. I CAN SPEAK! I AM FREE! YOU ARE MY FRIEND. I AM FREE!" For a Dalek, George sounded happy.

"Woderful!" Time Turner applauded. "Could you lend a hoof? Or tenticle or- you know what, that's not important. Can you get us to the mother vesscle?"

"DALEKS DO NOT KILL DALE-"

"SHUT IT!" Time Turner shouted angrily, scaring both Derpy and George. "GOOD CELESTIA! I'M GLAD I'M HERE, IF I WAS NOTHING BUT A MURDERER!" He stopped, taking a deep breath, when Derpy put her hoof on his shoulder. "WHAT!?" he snapped.

"Doc, listen. You are NOT a killer. Never tell yourself that. We don't need a repeat of last time." Derpy scolded. "Because you are a wonderful person, and the most kind father ever to have lived."

"I'm your father!?" Time Turner shouted in shock.

"What!? No!" Derpy quickly said, but her friend had already fainted. "Crap. When he said regenerating changed him, I didn't know he meant that much." 

"HE IS DIFFERENT. HE NO LONGER HATES DALEKS. COULD HE... FREE THE DALEKS?"

Derpy and George stared at each other. "Maybe? We just need him to wake up."

"HOW DO WE DO THAT?"

"I... guess we make him some tea." The two looked around at the destruction being caused. "And I guess we need to find a stove, teapot, and tea leaves. Quickly."

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