Princess Celestia looked me up and down. Not unlike what her sister Luna had done. I voiced aloud in my head, so I’m guessing you’re telepathic too? Nothing. No response. No facial recognition. Ok, well she’s not going to be able to read my mind; that’s probably a positive.
“Bunsen Burner?” she called aloud, as she continued to stare at me.
“Yes Princess?” the lab coated, tan pony spoke up as he stepped forward.
“Do you wish to explain why you were chasing this poor creature?” I didn’t let my face show it for survival’s sake, but my mental voice was screaming I’m not a creature!
“Five days ago, we received word that one of these..things was spotted falling through the ceiling of a nightclub in Canterlot. After securing the scene and any suspicious evidence, we backtracked any physical descriptions of the subject for any otherwise unnoticed sightings, one of which was Ponyville. Reports indicated that a pony had been murdered by one of these creatures, and the swiftest actions were being taken to secure the creature as quickly as possible.”
Celestia’s eyes had never left mine, but at the accusation of murder, her eyes narrowed the tiniest bit. “You harmed one of my little ponies?” She spoke to me with the thinnest vein of ice in her voice.
“No, I did not. Your ‘expert’ here has been doctoring the facts. The pony he is referring to is completely unharmed. Her name is Fluttershy. If you were to go to her cottage, you’d find her safe and sound. Unlike, however, my two friends, Lyra and Bon Bon, who have been arrested unjustly!”
The Princess continued her far off gaze at me, as if she were trying to stare into my soul. “Is this true?”
Twilight spoke up. “Fluttershy is alright. But why have you arrested Lyra and Bon Bon?”
Bunsen Burner didn’t even bat an eyelash. “We were taking them into custody for their own protection. We found they had been forced to provide shelter to the creature, and it was speculated that ‘it’ has telepathic abilities; it could have caused irreparable psychological damage to them. We we’re taking them in for medical observation and testimony. In regards to ‘doctoring the facts’, it was completely unintentional. We were acting on the data we already had, and mistakes can be made.” Oh, he’s slick! “Given that this creature has even the minutest possibility of hostility toward ponies, and that there could be more than one, we suggest taking him in and intensively trying to understand the creature.”
My emotions exploded. My insides were boiling, and I had so much anger I could feel it bursting out of my eye sockets. Snarling, I screamed “NOO!” I didn’t know what was happening, but before I could stop myself, my hands were reaching, and I was throttling Princess Celestia.