Chapter Twenty-Seven (Doctor`s Point of view)

I saw her out of the corner of my eye.

"Hey, can I ask a question just before you 'upgrade' me?" I asked.

"Make it quick."

"Why do you do this anyway?" They began to strap me down.

"How else do we populate?" One shot back. "This is how we survive."

"Hm..." I wondered what I could say next to distract them.

"HEY!" Ditzy screamed from downstairs. I heard stomping, like heels, against the metallic steps. She was coming.

"You know," I smiled to the Cyberman, "There is one thing you NEVER, ever do. That thing, is mess with Ditzy`s boyfriend." The case began to close, starting with the bottom of my body first.

Ditzy ran through the hall, her purse dropped on the floor a while back. Like me, she threw the plastic out of her face and entered my section. She grabbed her sonic screwdriver and a high pitched pulsing sound echoed throughout the entire building. The Cyberman in my room grabbed his head and sank to his knees, letting out no sound whatsoever. From the noise of the screwdriver, the ceiling started to crumble, bits and pieces of rock falling to the ground.

"Good job, dear!" I smiled. "I`d hug you but I can`t really get out. Care to help?" I saw that the only thing not covered was my face.

She nodded and laughed, aiming the screwdriver at my unfinished shell. It popped open; I jumped out of it and embraced her.

"You did it, Ditzy!" I laughed.

"But there`s a problem," She sighed. "What do we do now?"

"Are there any left?"

"No, but this place is about to collapse!"

"Basically... run!" I grabbed her hand and we sprinted down the steps faster than ever before.

"If only I had wings, huh?" She loudly pointed out. I pushed her back into the other room of the basement, following as quickly as possible – but not quick enough for two things.

"Doctor, come on, get into the basement! You can`t be in that room!"

"I... I really can`t, right now, Ditzy," I groaned in pain.

"Oh, what the irony, that`s the foot you kicked the wall with, too!" She began to laugh but when she saw my agonized expression she stopped and walked over to me.

"It`s not just my foot, too, it was my sonic screwdriver as well," I sighed through clenched teeth.

Ditzy snickered and tried to lift some of the rock off so I can slide my foot out, but no, that didn`t work.

"You know, if I didn`t know any better, I would think I would be stuck here forever, huh?" I laughed nervously. I painfully pulled on my foot and after a little feuding, I eventually was free.

"Doctor, are you going to be alright?" Ditzy asked, eyeing me up suspiciously.

"When is a Time Lord never alright?" I chuckled weakly. "I`m okay, I`m the King of Okay... actually, that`s a rubbish title. Just call me the Doctor."

Ditzy giggled and helped me up, holding onto me when I almost fell back down. "You know, for escaping a million Cybermen, you don`t look like a tornado hit you." I wrapped my arm around my shoulder and she helped me limp around.

"You`re right," I laughed, "But the one thing that got messed up appearance wise is my hair. I mean, look at this!" I shook my fingers threw my hair quickly to prove a point, the broken cement coming out onto my hand.

"Oh, Doctor, what am I going to do with you now?" She asked sarcastically.

I smiled. "Well, for starters, we can head to Equestria. I think that`s enough Earth for a day, don`t you think?"

"I`m with you on that... you aren`t saying that just so I don`t see your wife, are you?" She laughed again.

"Absolutely NOT," I exaggeratedly said. "But I have a question on that topic."

"And what is that question?"

We were about to go onto the first set of stairs, but I stopped her. "You saw me with River Song, you thought I was cheating, you yelled everything you felt for me was gone. Once you read that note, why did it all change?"

She blushed. "I think the biggest reason is because you`re you, Doctor. How can I pass up a second chance from that?"

"I hope that isn`t because I am otherworldly, because I know a few million other planets we wouldn't be able to visit if that was you preference." I laughed.

"Well, it sort of is a preference now. But the only one that goes into that preference is you," She smiled.

"And what if I said I had a preference for people-ponies?"

"What does that mean?"

"You, obviously," I laughed, kissing her. I held her closer to me and we began to walk upstairs.