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// The Plan 
// Story: The Fall of Gallopfrey 
// by CraftyVision 
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	After what seemed like an infinite amount of time, the fissure spat the four ponies into an unfamiliar area. The fissure had spit them out in an open cavern with some colourful crystal spires. The two Doctors pulled out their sonic screwdrivers and waved them around. 
“Composition of the rocks says we’re under Canterlot..” The brown Doctor muttered.
“Right.” The grey Doctor agreed, “So.. Is now a good time to find a route out of here?”
“I’m in agreement with you, Doctor.” Midnight said, mostly to himself.
Midnight looked around at the others, and their surroundings. The crystals were as large as a Draconequus, or about the size of three (or more) ponies. Mid heard unfamiliar sounds and turned back to the Doctor with a slight look of panic on his face.
“Doctor?” Midnight asked cautiously, “Was that…?”
“Yes, that sounded like Twilight Sparkle…” The grey Time Pony muttered and looked at his past incarnation, “You had adventures with Twilight. Did she ever tell you anything like this?”
“Well, actually…” The light brown Time Pony said to the grey one, “Now that I’m thinking about it, she did tell me something like this… Changelings? Maybe.”
“Great, that places this about two years ago.” Midnight retorted sarcastically. 
“How do you figure?” The brown Time Pony stopped in his place and turned around to closely look at Midnight.
“From my point in time,” Midnight began and took a couple of deep breaths, his heartbeat starting to increase, “Two years ago, Prince Shining Armour and Princess Cadence got married here in Canterlot. There was a Changeling invasion at the time…”
“Are you neglecting to say something?” The grey Time Pony placed a hoof on Midnight’s shoulder.
“No…” Midnight sighed, “Well, maybe. I dunno. I don’t really remember…” 
“Maybe it’ll come back?” Minuette chimed in with a hopeful glint in her eyes.
“Maybe it’s just lost in the past…” Midnight sighed, and his ears perked up. He then looked directly at you, the reader, “Either that is the best one-liner or that’s just some foreshadowing…”