(The Saviour/ Mildred was created by my friend Mr. Twisted aka He-Who-Remebers1. I got permission to write this story as wella as help. Go read his stories.)
Mildred woke with her face burried in a warm soft blanket. Her bed was firm and smelled like roses in spring. She lifted her head to see Celestia. She cuddled the pony like a child holds her most beloved stuffed toy.Celestia smiled at the sligthly younger girl. "Was your nap plesant?"
Mildred blushed. "Yes Princess. Sorry for sleeping on you like that."
"It is alright," laughed Clelestia. "It was nice watching you sleep. You looked like a foal."
Mildred blushed a shade darker. "Thank you for carrying me Princess." She lowered herself off the tall alicorn's back. "I am not used to traveling without my TARDIS."
Celestia nodded. "I know what that is like. When I learned how to fly I hardly walked anywhere. I imagine it is less fun, but more convinient flying in your space ship."
Mildred smiled. "I don't know. It is pretty fun. I will take you for a ride back to Canterlot after we find him."
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Mildered sat on an oddly shaped couch. Giant toad like creatres surrounded her. She glanced around the room. She blew a bubble with her blue chewing gum. It was not the first time she had been in the hotel suite. The windows that covered three of the walls, the chandelier and the overly fluffy red carpet that made her feet sweat were the same. The small things had changed. She didn't remember there being a stone tatue in the corner of the room. The small wooden birds above the fireplace seemed new as well.
"Thanks for doing the show with us Mildred," said a toad like creature in a green felt top hat.
Mildered's eyes didn't stop moving. "Yeah it was fun. You do remember what I told you about the wheeping angels right?" She sipped her martini. Someone handed it to her and she started drinking without a second thought. She was on her third in four hours. She was keeping count.
Bull Hat nodded. "Not going to take my eyes off them."
"If they get you a lot of Todn&ketsh are going to die," warned Mildred. "Five entire worlds are going to die. You are meant to-"
"I heard you the first five fucking times," bellowed Bull Hat.
"Language!" scolded Mildred. She blew another bubble.
Bull Hat's band mates teased him for swearing. Their teasing included a lot of swearing itself. Mildred did not chastise them.
"Why not kill them if they are so dangerous?" asked Cane Hat. "The weeping angels? You can travle through time and space. I would lure them all to one place and time and blow them all to Hell."
"That would cause a trophic cascade. They have their place in the ecosystem and removing them would cause the system to collapse."
"They are wolves keeping rats from spreading?"
"Yeah."
"Kill the rats too."
Mildred rolled her yellow eyes. "I am not a Dalek."
Bull Hat laughed. "Thank Ki&nn for that. Now finish your story of how you and the pony princess defeated the griffons using song."
"Have I told you the strory before?" asked Mildred.
Bull Hat nodded. "You opened your last solo concert with it. Not that I don't like hearing it."
Mildred sipped her martini. "It is an important story to me. That was the day Celestia and I became... besties."
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Idols, Angels, and How They Fall.
FanfictionMildred, the eighth saviour, tries to not kill the entire universe in a drunken rage. She only wants to kill all weeping angels despite knowing killing them will throw off the balance of the universe. It is a small price to pay for revenge. Luckil...