“What? What do you mean?” I asked.
“Your arrival here wasn’t unnoticed, Adam. A couple weeks ago, I was fiddling around in the Tardis when I got an alert that the hole had started to outpace the Tardis’ ability to heal the Void Wound. I knew immediately something or someone had come through, and that the problem was becoming even more complicated. Several days later, Ditzy Doo rushed up to me and exclaimed she had seen another one like me; walked on two legs, talked; the whole shebang. I had to thank my lucky stars it was a human at least, but I had no way of finding out where it was you were hiding. Then you ran through town again, and I saw you had come to Twilight Sparkle’s library while some ponies of hostile intent were on your heels. I couldn’t go after you, or they would find two aliens for one, and then we’d be of no help to anyone! So I waited, only to have you go and get yourself captured for God knows what reason, and then we all came to rescue you!”
“I was brainwashed with Vinyl Scratch’s sonic technology by Bunsen Burner, and I attacked Princess Celestia.”
“You mean to tell me that scientist featherhead has been usin’ my equipment to brainwash others,” Vinyl Scratch asked with growing rage and sadness in her voice. “I nevah intended it for that! It was meant to be a tool for healin’, not for some sick, demented spook herd to use.”
“I’m afraid that’s how it always is with technology,” I said angrily, ”You start with something to help others, and someone finds a way to weaponize it.”
“That’s enough, Adam.” The Doctor said.
I started to argue and get defensive, which is unfortunately one of my worse traits, “But it’s true, isn’t it Doctor? You know our world’s history, and you probably know quite a few others and their futures along with ours. How many things has the human race or any other race ever invented that have been used exclusively for peace? Dynamite, war machines, weapons that can destroy all life on a massive scale, all of humanity’s prized work comes down to perfecting war and creating death, and this world is going the same way too—“
“ADAM!” The Doctor shouted at me, and I stopped. I realized some of the things I said, and I looked around. The ponies in the room began to look at me in a whole new light. It was heartbreaking; Fluttershy looked at me in worried fear, Rarity in astonishment along with Twilight as well. Rainbow Dash looked at me in pity, and Vinyl Scratch looked at me in shock and anger. Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Ditzy Doo looked at me in just outright shock. Bon Bon looked at me with saddened disappointment, as if she knew all along that this was coming. But the worst, most painful reaction to my outburst was Lyra. I looked to her, and her face was filled with fright, almost like she was truly seeing me for the first time, and she didn’t like what she saw.
“Lyra,” I said weakly and I reached out to her, but she just turned tail and ran out of the Tardis doors. I lowered my arm, just beginning to realize what I had lost; the trust I had grown with my friends had been crushed in a couple sentences, and who knew if things could be recovered.
I felt a hand clasp my left shoulder, “We need to talk; now.”