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// Chapter XI: The Eleventh Chapter 
// Story: The Fragments of Symphony 
// by Sky Blue CMC 
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	The Tail Six headed to the atrium of Canterlot Castle once again, right as everypony, including a multitude of the Tail Six, left it. The Royal Wedding was over, and Shining Armour was now a Prince. Doctor Whooves, having all six Fragments of Symphony, asked Princess Celestia a question: "What do I do with the Fragments?"
"Use them to restore Symphony to Equestria by channelling their energy through your ship, whatever you call it."
"I call her the TARDIS!" the Doctor exclaimed rudely. "And she can clean this mess in ten seconds flat!" The Doctor quickly gathered his friends to the TARDIS, taking sixty-nine seconds. Then she took them fifty-nine seconds back in time. In Ponyville. Well that worked! the Doctor thought. 
The TARDIS took the Doctor for one last flight before he changed bodies. In this flight, he could feel magical energy glowing from his hooves. He could also see it, and it was in fact golden. But it looked more like a pony aura than a Time Lord aura. Is Lyra doing this to me, or is this how Time Ponies regenerate? the Doctor thought. "I don't wanna go!" he exclaimed.
The words acted almost as a curse, for the moment that he said them, he went. He went and regenerated into a completely different pony. A pony with a greyish-brown coat, a slightly darker brown mane and tail, golden eyes, and a slightly changed head-shape. A different trait for the bearers of each Fragment! he thought.
Doctor Whooves started examining himself. "Legs!" he exclaimed. "I've still got legs! Good. Forelegs. Hooves. Ooh, fingers! Nevermind, no fingers. Ears, yes. Eyes, two. Nose, I've had worse! Chin, blimey! Hair. I'm a girl! Nope, I'm not a girl! And still not ginger! And something else, something important. I'm... I'm... I'm... Ha! Crashing! Ha ha! Woo hoo hoo! Avante!"
The Doctor really did hate goodbyes. He thought to return to Ponyville, and explain that he was still the same pony, but then he thought that nopony would believe her. No, him! They would not believe him! He had to come up with a new name for himself. Something that comes from his name, but isn't it. Something French. He would introduce himself to the Ponyvillians as... Onze, the French word for Eleven!


There's a sequel in the works, it's called "The Revival of Symphony"