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// Chapter V: The Fragment of Selflessness 
// Story: The Fragments of Symphony 
// by Sky Blue CMC 
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	We've gotten this far, Doctor Whooves thought, I can go a little further. The excess radiation from the ecliptical mishap won't have any effect on me for at least an hour. We only have two more Cootie Marks to fix, it should be easy!
"I just don't know what went wrong!" Derpy exclaimed after seeing Carrot Top's angry mug.
"There's no time to explain, but we need your help!" the Doctor replied. "Bon Bon's trying to play the lyre!"
"Say no more!" exclaimed Derpy. The four ponies and one ponyoid alien hurried to the atrium. There they saw a confused Bon Bon, playing her, no Lyra's lyre with her hooves.
"I try to play my lyre, but I am met with mock and scorn!" Bon Bon sang. "I have to play with hooves, because I'm not a Unicorn! This has got to be my calling, but I'm feeling so forlorn!"
"Your music is bad and you should feel bad! You can't just have your characters announce how they feel!" Lyra exclaimed after hearing this. "That makes me feel angry!"
"Okay, then you play something, Flank Pone-atra!" Bon Bon replied. "It wouldn't be better than my attempt!"
"I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm stupider than you! I'm stupider than you in ev'ry way!" Lyra remarked sarcastically. "Bite my shiny metal flank!" She then proceeded to play the lyre, after rudely snatching it from Bon Bon's hooves with her magic.


"Destiny has cheated me,
By forcing me to decide upon,
The pony that I idolise,
Or the hands of some... one drawn upon."


Lyra's Cutie Mark had returned to normal. Bon Bon applauded, clapping her hooves. Which was quite hard to do for an Earth Pony, having no horn or wings to help her retain her balance. "That was beautiful!" She exclaimed. "But who was it for? Who's this 'pony that you idolise'?" Everypony, especially Lyra, knew she still had missing memories.
"We don't have time for this." the Doctor said. "The wedding could happen any minute now!" even though that wasn't what he was really worried about. He was really worried about dying of excess radiation, and regenerating into his eleventh body. I'd only have two lives left, since the Metacrisis took one of them. Still, I have hope: There's only one... more... p-p-pony!