Fluttershy and the Dalek: Opposites Attract

by the ghost


The Master of Laugher + Caan = Song?

Under the cover of night Fluttershy pushed the Dalek (Zek) from Twilight's library to her house. She couldn’t help but think about what the Dalek that had saved her had warned her about.

“Be careful of a golden dalek, a faceless pony and a person who wears a scarf.” She repeated to herself not even imagining what a person could be. “And above all don’t trust Zek but if I can’t trust him how can I trust him to tell me who not to trust? What if his plan was to make her not trust him. And that the ponies that she wasn’t supposed to trust should be trusted? But what if his plan was to use reverse phycology?” This made Fluttershy’s head spin just thinking about it.

She pushed the unconscious Dalek into her shed that she normally kept gardening supplies or animal feed. She put up a sign that said, stay out of my shed please.

Either way Fluttershy wanted him to feel confortable while he was in Ponyville. Now what could she do that would make him feel welcome?

Fluttershy looked at the Dalek. What should be a shiny coat of black was chipped and burned.

He could use a new one…

Fluttershy had an idea.

***

Pinkie Pie was stacking the inventory at Sugar Cube Corner at a steady beat. When all of a sudden a golden Dalek. Emergency Temporal Shifted in.

"Hello welcome to Sugar Cube Corner how may I help you?" said Pinkie Pie unfazed by the fact a Dalek appeared out of nowhere in the room.

“Who would have thought it?” Said Caan the Dalek his voice elevated in an un Dalek like speech pattern, “The famous Time Lord, the Doctor’s arch enemy, would end up in a place so peaceful like Equestria. Could you be the infamous “Master of laugher”?”

“No no no, that was a past life silly head. Ponies just call me Pinkie Pie now.” Said The Master still stacking shelves in a rhythmic fashion. “What can I do for ya Mr. Caan of the Cult of Scaro? The prophet Dalek that can see the future at the cost of his own sanity? Perhaps a cake or a cupcake?”

“No not right now, I’m gathering an evil team together in hopes of causing some havoc and I heard your in the neighborhood so I dropped in to have a chat.”

“Well that’s good for you Mr. Caan, but I don’t do evil anymore. Haven’t hatched any plans since I lost that drumming in my head, just lost my rhythm after the Doctor sent stopped the Time Lords from returning and I regenerated into a pony. now a days I'm retired living a peaceful life in Ponyville.” All the while Pinkie is still putting stuff away in a rhythm that sounded like a drum beat.

Caan stared at Pinkie as she stacked the shelves of Sugar Cube Corner as if to say "are you kidding me?" but instead of saying that he thought the idea would better expressed in song form.

[Caan: So you're saying that you don't have rhythm
But listen what you're doing right there
With that stamp and a book
You've got a real nice hook
Sounds to me like you've got rhythm to spare


(Pinkie begins to sing opening and shutting draws in a rhythmic pattern)

Master Pie: I have no idea what you're talking about
I've got as much rhythm as that chairWhat happened to me was a tragedy
But I don't have to be a master of affair 
Look, I got a sweet deal going on here
I got all the cupcakes that I can eat
All these sweet old ponies and this carpet from the oldies
What more could a Time Lord need?



Mrs Cake: Ssh!

 some ponies are trying to sleep!

Master Pie (hushed): Besides, I ain't got rhythm 
No, I ain't got rhythm 
Said I ain't got rhythm
I ain't got rhythm



Caan: You're kidding me right, y-you're kidding me
Don't you see what you were doing right then?
That's a wicked groove you were starting to move
Master, you've got rhythm times ten



Master Pie: I think perhaps that you're not listening
I find it tedious to repeat
It's no big crime,
I just can't keep time
I'm telling you I lost the beat

I don't need my face on t-shirts
Or hit a power-chord deathstar
They were chanting my name
I guess it's a shame
But I don't need to be a rock star

Besides, I ain't got rhythm
No, I ain't got rhythm
Said I ain't got rhythm
I ain't got rhythm
I ain't got rhythm



Caan: Sounds like rhythm to me


Pinkie Pie: No, I ain't got rhythm



Caan: Seems like they all agree


Pinkie Pie: Said I ain't got rhythm


Caan: But you're laying down some funky syncopation!



Pinkie Pie: I ain't got rhythm


Caan: But you got that beat


Master Pie: No, I ain't got rhythm


Caan: Look at them, they're stomping their hoofs 


Pinkie Pie: Said I ain't got rhythm


Caan: It's time for you to rule a brand new generation
Library patrons: Brand new generation


Caan and Master Pie: Gonna rule a brand new generation


Master Pie: Because I ain't got rhythm!



Mrs. Cake: (sigh), Would you just go join the dark side already?

(Music style switches to a swing tune)



Library patrons: Ain't got rhythm
Ain't got rhythm
Ain't got rhythm
Ain't got rhythm

(Drum solo)



Master Pie: Hey, I got rhythm!

“Great are you ready to do some evil?” Said Caan.

“Sure I got some free time. So what’s the plan?” Said Master Pie.

“Well you see there's this pony named Fluttershy and a Dalek named Zek…”