And here is chapter two, hope you enjoy!

"You're a mean old Time Lord, you don't care about anypony but yourself, and you never will! You're a selfish bastard and that's all you'll ever be!" Star Gaze screamed at the Doctor, small cuts and bruises covering her flesh. Some giant lizards had gone on a rampage and the Doctor had left Star behind to get attacked by them, not turning back for her. Of course he had thought she was right behind him the entire time, but she didn't give him any room to tell her that while she yelled at him. The Doctor hung his head and looked up slightly as he heard Star walk back to her room in silence. The Doctor sighed and walked out of the TARDIS, pouring rain covering his mane, tail, and wings and making them feel heavier than ever.

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The Doctor walked through the raining streets of Ponyville with a look of sorrow covering his face. He was nothing but a big failure, and that's all he'd ever be. He ran into a wall and he looked up at it with sigh. He would never live down his mistake. Not now, not ever.

"Doctor! Doctor!" a voice called through the haze. The Doctor turned around and looked over as a pony ran over to him. He narrowed his eyes, trying to see who it was through the rain. Soon a silver Pegasus approached him and he sighed heavily. "There you are. I-are you all right?" The Doctor didn't answer. "Come on, let's get you to the TARDIS." She shoved him forward and the duo walked down the street.

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The Doctor simply sat on the floor while Star Gazer dried him off. His expression was blank as he stared at the floor, thinking of everything, and yet nothing. When she finally finished Star gave him a sad look. The Doctor stared at her as she hugged him tightly, her wings fluttering a bit as she preformed the action.

"I don't really think that you're a monster," she said quietly, backing away. She got a small smile and walked away. The Doctor watched her go, that last sentence ringing in his ears. I don't think you're a monster... He walked down the TARDIS hallways to his own room, which he then entered. He stared at his bed and sighed as he lay down, forcing his eyes closed.

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The Doctor woke up with a start and rolled off the bed. He stood up, the blanket still covering him, and panted as he looked around the room in a cold sweat. He whimpered and curled up. He shook violently as he lay there, wishing that someone could save him, would save him. But who would save a horrible pony like him? No one, that's who.

"Doc?" came an innocent voice. The Doctor slowly poked his head out from under the blanket to loo at the young filly, his entire body still shaking from the nightmare. She grabbed the blanket in her mouth and pulled it off of him. The Doctor suddenly felt cold and huddled closer to himself. "Come on, up you come." The Doctor allowed Star to help him to his hooves, then she shoved him onto his bed.

"Star, I don't-" he was cut off by a strong glare and her shushing him loudly. That glare never failed to get the Doctor to listen before, and it sure didn't now. His mouth snapped shut in an instant and she covered him back up with the blanket. His head lay back down on at her command and he let out a huff. She grabbed the light with her teeth and yanked, turning it off. The Doctor watched as she sat by his bed. "Star, what are you-"

"My mom always sung me to sleep after a nightmare," she said whispered to him, but even whispering her voice still had a cheery tone to it. "So, I'm gonna do the same for you." The Doctor opened his mouth to protest but Star noticed, and stopped him. "And no 'if's, 'and's, or 'but's about it." The Doctor huffed and decided to amuse her, maybe if he pretended to sleep she would leave him alone.

"All right, all right fine. Just get on with it," he mumbled. Star smiled in the darkness and set her head on his bed, only about ten inches away from his own. Of course Star didn't have any sense of personal space, so the Doctor didn't react in the slightest.

"I've been working on this one, hope you like it," she murmured. The Doctor huffed and closed his eyes, knowing that if she had wrote it that it wouldn't be any good at all. And he was sure that she couldn't sing, she didn't look the type. But, much to his surprise, Star was an excellent good singer.

Come little TimeLord, don't you weep,
Just close your eyes and go to sleep.

Come on, smile and don't worry,
All of time and space you'll see.

Don't fear the nightmares they wont stay,
I will scare them all away.

Stop your tears and settle down,
Show me a smile and not a frown.

Don't you fret and don't you fear,
I will always be right here.

Vashta Nerada and Cybermen,
Defeat them all, then off to bed.

Don't fear the Angels or Daleks,
We're safe here in the TARDIS.

Come little TimeLord don't you cry,
I'm singing you this lullaby.

Star smiled and pulled the covers closer to the Doctor's chin. His eyes were shut, his breathing was even, and he looked so peaceful as he slept. Of course, Star was one hundred percent sure that he really was asleep because his left ear was twitching, and it always twitched when he was dreaming. Happy with her work, Star quietly trotted out of his bedroom, leaving him to sleep to his both hearts' content.

Again, feel free to give any suggestions for what you'd like to happen between her and the Doctor (or Jack, either one) and I'll see what I can do. But please note: there can be NO romance between her and the Doctor (or Jack), hence why I made her a young filly.

Please review! And have a bow chicka bow bow day.
Perla: and may it be the best one ever, of all time.