“KIRBY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” protested the Doctor as Kirby inhaled the excess regeneration energy. “THAT’S NOT SAFE FOR YOU!” Rassilon’s glowing then died off and Kirby stopped inhaling. He then flipped in the air and a skull cap appeared on his head with a collar that wrapped around where his shoulders would be and a semi-circle grew above his head at the back. A curve then sunk in at the top of the semi-circle. The strange collar and skull cap turned scarlet while scarlet fabric covered Kirby’s body. “…He…He turned the regeneration energy…into a combat form!” breathed the Doctor.
      “He has become Time Lord Kirby!” announced Meta Knight. Everyone looked at the adult Star Warrior. “…Don’t ask,” he mumbled.
      “And he’s wearing Prydonian robes!” said the Doctor. “That’s my chapter!”
      “Ooooggghhh!” moaned a new voice. There was a new woman in Rassilon’s dress and she was collapsing.
      “Rassilon!” yelped the Doctor. She caught the newly regenerated Rassilon in time. The hat tumbled away to reveal curly brown hair that went to her shoulders and lightly-tanned skin.
      “That regeneration must have drained a lot of her energy upon release,” remarked a voice.
      “Holy crap! Move aside!” called William. He brought out his stethoscope and listened to Rassilon’s hearts-beat. “…Okay, it’s stabilizing, but we gotta get her out of here!”
      “Right,” agreed the Doctor. She got Rassilon to wrap her arms around hers and William’s shoulders. “Kirby, Amy, think you two can scout ahead? Make sure there aren’t any Weeping Angels?”
      “Sure thing!” said the two pink people. …Amy goggled when she heard another voice agree with her. She slowly turned to Kirby.
      “…Was…that you?” she asked.
      “…I think it was!” replied Kirby. “Amazing! This new form not only gave me the intelligence and abilities of the Time Lords, but the speech of them! I can say things besides ‘Poyo’!”
      “Erm, Kirby, laudable,” said the Doctor, “but could you please hurry?”
      “Yeah, the new Rassilon’s not getting any lighter,” said William.
      “Right, sorry!” replied Amy. She and Kirby looked outside.
      “Oof! That’s bright!” said Kirby as he blinked hard.
      “You’re telling me!” agreed Amy. Once their vision cleared, they looked around.
      “…I’m not seeing any Angels,” said Kirby.
      “Nor am I,” said Amy. She called to everyone. “We’re good!” Everyone rushed out into the sunlight.
      “Still a sunny day,” remarked the Doctor.
      “Yeah, days are a bit longer on Popstar,” replied Kirby. “Now, we need to get to your TARDIS. I think I have an idea.”
      “Can you tell me telepathically?” asked the Doctor.
      “Sure. It’s a bit involved anyways,” said Kirby. “Contact.”
      “Contact.” Kirby and the Doctor shut their eyes and concentrated. After a few seconds and some walking, the Doctor grinned. “There’s an idea!” she said.
      “Think it will work?” asked Kirby.
      “We’ll need the fourth segment to be sure,” said the Doctor.
      “What are you planning?” asked Meta Knight.
      “We’re going to make the Weeping Angels gorge themselves on potential time energy,” explained Kirby. “But we need the segments of the Key to Time.”
      “Three’s probably enough to make it work,” said the Doctor, “but four would really make it a certainty.”
      “Hang on,” said Amy as she checked Rassilon’s dress. “The tracer should be around here! Aha! Here it is!” Amy pulled the tracer out of Rassilon’s sleeve and pointed it in different directions. It crackled louder when it was pointing at what looked like a tomato plant.
      “…The Maxim Tomato patch?” asked Kirby.
      “Maxim Tomato?” asked William.
      “Whenever someone eats one raw,” explained Kirby, “it restores them to full strength.”
      “Raw?! Ugh!” shuddered William.
      “Don’t knock it!” said Bandee. “It works!” The group approached the Maxim Tomato plant. Upon closer inspection, William could see that there were big, black M’s on the tomatoes themselves. Amy waved the tracer near the Maxim Tomatoes until it crackled at its fastest frequency.
      “That one!” said Amy as she touched the tracer to it. The Maxim Tomato then turned into its natural form as a segment of the Key to Time and fell to the ground. By then, Rassilon groaned. Her eyes fluttered open and revealed themselves to be blue.
      “My head!” she groaned. She then breathed deeply. “…Okay, recap. I landed on Popstar with the Doctor. We were cornered by Weeping Angels. We were thrown into prison by King Dedede acting on the Angels’ orders. I then used my regeneration to blow a hole in the wall.” She then looked around. “…And it worked.”
      “Rassilon?” asked William. “How are you feeling?”
      “…Sore all over, Dr. Davies,” replied Rassilon. “But I should be able to walk. …Where did Kirby-?”
      “Your excess regeneration energy,” explained Kirby, “gave me this new Copy Ability.”
      “…So you’re a Time Lord?”
      “Well, in the loosest sense of the title, yes. I can’t regenerate, only come back to life twelve times.”
      “Twelve?” asked Amy. “That makes thirteen lives in total.”
      “Yes, the Doctor and I,” explained Rassilon, “are special cases. We can regenerate ad infinitum, but when I gave that ability to the others, I made it so the average Time Lord is limited to thirteen lives. Didn’t want Gallifrey to be overcrowded.”
      “Hey!” called Dedede’s voice. The King then ran up to them. Meta Knight and Bandee drew their weapons.
      “Hang on!” called Kirby. “…King Dedede?”
      “…Kirby?!” yelped Dedede. “When did you start talking?!”
      “It’s a Copy Ability thing. What are you doing here?”
      “I saw you guys escaping and realized I was tired of listening to statues,” explained Dedede. “Those things killed my Waddle-Dees! I won’t stand for it! Doctor, you said you can get rid of them!”
      “And thanks to Kirby’s new Copy Ability, I can make good on that promise,” said the Doctor. “But we’re going to need a show of good faith from you.”
      “Doctor, Dedede’s just misguided at times,” said Amy. “The only time he was evil was when he was mind-controlled.”
      “…Well, there WAS my first encounter with him,” said Kirby, “but that’s neither here nor there. The point is, Doctor, we could use his help. He’s more of a hero than you realize.”
      “Kirby speaks the truth,” said Meta Knight. “He’ll pull through when push comes to shove.”
      “He kept the Beast Pack from the Forgotten Land off our backs so we could escape and defeat an eldritch horror,” said Bandee. “He’s a hero where it counts.”
      “And if saving the life of even one of my loyal subjects means my sacrifice,” promised Dedede, “then I choose to die a King!”
      “…I appreciate the sentiment,” said the Doctor, “but no one else is dying to feed the Angels today. Kirby, your Warp Star! We have to get to the TARDIS!”
      “Right!” replied Kirby. He summoned the Warp Star and it took everyone back to Kirby’s house. Dedede blinked.
      “That is your TARDIS, Doctor?” asked Meta Knight. “I thought it would blend in.”
      “Broken Chameleon Circuit,” explained the Doctor.
      “Looks kinda small,” remarked Dedede.
      “If I got my new intelligence right,” said Kirby, “it’s not as snug as it looks.”
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      To say Dedede was gobsmacked about the inside of the TARDIS would be an understatement. Bandee was just as surprised. Meta Knight, having heard about a TARDIS before, wasn’t AS surprised, but was honored to be allowed inside one. “H…HOW?!” spluttered Dedede.
      “Dimensional transcendentalism,” replied Kirby.
      “It…It’s…bigger on the inside!” whispered Bandee.
      “Like I said, dimensional transcendentalism.”
      “Kirby, we have a lot of work to do,” said the Doctor. “Could you run your plan by Rassilon?”
      “Sure thing. Rassilon? You good for pooling our experiences?”
      “You can do that?” asked Rassilon. “I think your new Copy Ability is a bit overpowered.”
      “Well, I’ll be giving it up when all this is over,” promised Kirby.
      “Right, well,” sighed Rassilon, “we better get started. Contact.”
      “Contact.” The Star Warrior and the Time Lord spoke telepathically.
      “…Amy, you think the Doctor and Miss Tarae did that concerning the roboticized TARDIS?” William asked Amy.
      “Probably. They were in there for a short time,” said Amy. “Too short for a verbal workshopping of the plan.”
      “Kirby, that’s a great idea!” said Rassilon once she and Kirby were finished. “But we have to work fast. Doctor, where’s the parts storage?”
      “William, take Rassilon to the parts storage,” directed the Doctor. “We have until the evening, considering the Angels like darkness.”
      “What can we do in the meantime?” asked Meta Knight.
      “You all can act as watchmen,” replied the Doctor. “Don’t engage the Angels, you hear? You come back inside the instant you see a wing!”
      “Got it!” replied Dedede.
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      The work was taking a good chunk of the day. Night was starting to fall. King Dedede and Amy were outside with Bandee and Meta Knight standing at the door. By now, it was getting dark enough to risk flashlights. “…Why the heck does the Doctor call these things torches?” asked Dedede.
      “I think it’s a British thing,” replied Amy. She then saw his confused face. “…From Great Britain, on Earth.”
      “How big IS Earth?” muttered Dedede. …His light then flickered. “Erm, Amy!”
      “Mine too!” gulped Amy. The lights came back on in time to see the outline of multiple Weeping Angels ready to strike!