Life's Discoveries

Chapter 5: A Not So Happy Party

“Princess, why are you here so soon?” Twilight asked the Princess.

“To see to it that this… MONSTER, leaves here, and goes back to the Everfree, or from wherever he came from. Are you alright, my dear Twilight?” Princess Celestia said worryingly.

“Uh, Princess, I don’t think you understand.”

“I think I completely understand you humans with your lies and deceiving ways.”

“With all due respect, Princess Celestia, I think my friends here would vouch for me. Also, I’d like to know, when was the last time you saw one of us humans?” I said, kneeling down slowly.

The rest saw what I was doing, and with embarrassment, also started to go down.

“What? A human… Kneeling to me? I thought that you humans said we were “scum”.  Why are you doing such a thing, shouldn’t you be trying to capture me? Or is this another one of your tricks?” She said. Because of that, the guards around her tensed up even more and they pointed their spears at me. I guess they weren’t aware of how apparently dangerous I was.

I sighed, and then asked “Okay, so you’ve obviously seen humans before, so please tell me, how long ago was the last time you met one of us?”

“I’d say one-thousand two hundred years.”

“So… You think we haven’t changed in one THOUSAND two HUNDRED years?”

She sighed. “I’m not taking any chances. Not with the way I saw you creatures behaving back then. You were a violent race. I have no idea where your kind went after the disturbance, but I was in no hurry to find out. You even killed some of my little ponies. I’m afraid I cannot forgive you for your crimes.”

I explained my story. I showed her the first few minutes of the first episode. She was amazed that our race didn’t remember it, when we apparently came there. That we only thought of her kingdom as a figment of our imagination.

By this point, the other ponies were backing me up. It helped.

“Hmmm… So, you looked up to us? We… entertained you, so to speak? You DON’T want to kill us for sport anymore?”

“Yes. You made quite a few of our people happy. And NO! No way. I mean… We’re still omnivores, but I’ll survive without… meat. We don’t even eat anything equine.”

“Well then Robert, I grant you residence to Equestria! You’ll have to come to Canterlot to fill out some paperwork of course, but that won’t be too much of a problem, will it?”

I was silent for a few seconds, and then answered her. “I… I thought I made it clear. I need to go back.”

The other ponies gasped. I couldn’t believe I had forgotten to mention this. I did mention SOMEWHERE along the line, right? I really didn't? How? Wouldn’t they ASSUME I would try to go back? Why wouldn’t they? I wanted both. But despite my dreams and wishes, I couldn’t stay. Not with my family knowing I was alive and safe.

“I… I wish… I wish I could do both. Stay with my family and be with you. But I can’t just abandon them! Their house, money, transportation, and pretty much everything else is here! They need me; I’m a part of their family. You’ve got to understand. Would any of you abandon Equestria just to go live in some fantasy land in a book?”

Silence was there still.

“I don’t know. I just don’t know. I don’t know if I’m in the same universe, or dimension or ANYTHING! I-it’s probably not even possible…”

“I’m sure there is a way.” Celestia said, failing to convince me.

I wasn’t as sure. I still sometimes wish she was wrong. I still should’ve seen it coming. Yet another one of my favorite things would ruin me. They didn’t mean to, of course. It’s just how things happen around them.

30 minutes later

“Rob, you should really come out. Come on! We’re gonna be leaving soon!” Twilight yelled at my bedroom door.

I still can’t believe how fast they recover. I still hadn’t recovered from the shock of it all. Celestia had left, and promised to put some of her best to work on this problem.

“Please… Just go away.” I said

“Come on! Stupid door! OK, I’m coming in there, whether you like it or not!” She said, while my door’s lock was surrounded by a purple glow.

“Fine, fine. Come in. I don’t like it, but you obviously won’t be giving up anytime soon. I don't want a broken door.” I said while sighing, getting up to get the door.

“Thank you!”

I had opened the door, while Twilight and the other five came in. Pinkie, always being cheerful, hummed a bright little tune, made me a bit happier. They came in.

“Sugarcube, are you ahright?” Applejack asked.

“Yes, I-I’m fine.”

“If ya’ll watch that show so much, then you should know that Ah’m the best lie detector from Las Pegasus to Manehattan. Plus, you ain't the convincin' type,” She said while grinning.

“I know… Look, I’m sorry for lying, but could you just please leave me alone for a little longer?”

They thankfully all left, but I held Twilight back.

“Twi, I know that Pinkie Pie’s gonna throw a surprise party for me, but could you make sure it’s here, and also make sure she invites everypony. She does that regularly, right? And, make sure she sets it up out in the living area, alright?” I said while pointing to the living room, right below us.

“Oh, you really do know… Okay. I will. But one last thing, I know you’re upset about something, and I’m sorry for whatever it is, but are you ever gonna tell us?”

“Yes, thanks for your concern. I will, soon. But could you just leave now? Thanks.” I said calmly.

They all left. I was planning something to tell them almost everything about my world. It was getting late, so I turned in. Sleep wasn’t easy, because of how nervous I was. I questioned myself. I had just been transported… Is it teleported? I don’t really know anymore. I had just been teleported to the land of my favorite TV show and I had just… Not really questioned it. Why? Why me? Am I special in some sort of way? How, even? What is it that caused this all? I was so confused then. So very confused.

The next day…

“There we are.” I had said to myself, as I finished cleaning up so Pinkie and whoever else helped set it up wouldn’t have as much of a hassle. I hadn’t done much, really. Just went to sleep, got up, and started cleaning.

There was a knock on my door. Good timing. I think that happens a lot in that world. It’s just the way it works, I think. I opened it to find none other than Twilight.

“I’m supposed to distract you, while everypony else sets it up. So I thought you’d might want to take a walk.” Twilight said.

“Sure! Here, I’ll bring some stuff, so I can explain it better.” I said while running to take my mom’s laptop.

“Oh good, I hoped you might do something like that.”

A few minutes later, I was explaining how to create presentations, documents, images, you get it. I won’t go into detail.

My phone rang once again, startling us both. It was once again, my mother. I put it on speaker for us both to be able to talk and hear.

She greeted me in a sad and sort of annoyed voice “Hello, Rob.”

“Uh, hi? What’s going on? What happened?”

“Grandma Marylyn died a few hours ago, and I have to go to Illinois for her funeral.”

“What? I thought… I thought… But…” I said in a confused and sad voice.

Twilight just stood there looking dumbfounded.  I wasn’t anywhere near close with that grandmother in particular. She was my mom’s dad’s wife. We hadn’t talked much. Just, you know, gave each other a hug and said goodbye when we left from visiting. But still, it isn’t easy losing someone you’ve known you’re entire life.

“Sweetie, I have to go now. We’re busy setting things up. Goodbye.”

I just closed the phone, and sat down under the nearest tree.

“Twilight, come here. You need an explanation, now.”

She had just walked clumsily towards me.

“OK, now I know that came as a big shock to you, but I need you to understand. She probably had a heart attack, or a stroke. It may seem heartless that I’m acting like this, but I wasn’t that close to her. She wasn’t very social and I don’t think she wanted to be. She had a lot of problems with herself and from what I’ve seen, was in pain. I’m sort of happy in a way that she passed on, because now she doesn't have to live with that pain anymore.”

“But… But… She died… Why? Why did she just die?” Twilight asked senselessly.

“Twilight, listen to me!” I said, taking her head and making her look into my eyes.

“I’m going to tell you everything, now. Don’t try to explain it to everyone else. My favorite grandpa, Grandpa Bob, died last summer, and I cried. A lot. I went to his funeral, and helped carry his coffin to his grave. By now, I’ve gotten over it, but I know he is in a better place, running along golden streets.  He was a war veteran. He had been awarded a Purple Heart. You don’t even know what that is, but all you need to know is that it is very important. He was in pain too. My world isn't a happy place. It’s a place of war, pain, torture, and discomfort to most people. There are wars going on right now. Many wars. But there have been worse. A lot worse. Death is common. But you know what? Your show, your wonderful show Twilight, is one of the few happy things that kept people going. That willed them, and me, to live life. I’m not saying that I would've committed suicide or been utterly depressed or anything like that, no. Not anything close to that. But my life would’ve been a lot more sad and boring without you guys. I’m serious right now; I’ve seen so many deaths, so much carnage… It seems like we humans don’t even care about anything but fighting. And I’m actually very lucky. I’ve got it made in my world. My parents are fairly rich, not millionaires or anything, but we’ve got it pretty easy. They both work, and that’s the one of the few downsides… But even despite that, I’ve seen a lot. Now, of course, two of my grandparents dead. My brother losing half his pinkie finger from a lawn mower, my mom suffering from Lyme Disease, pets dying, all that violence from media, war, Twilight. Real, present, war. The 9/11 attacks… I… I could go on for a long time…”

At that point, I was just randomly spitting out everything I had.

I was tearing up. I really was lucky. The worst thing that ever happened to me were accidentally cutting my chin open badly enough that it needed stitches when I was four, and I guess having to witness all those other things happen. “Twilight, I’m sorry you had to see me like… like this.” I stuttered.

“Ro-Robert… I didn’t know… But… I think… I…” She said, and then just hugged me.

I didn’t know what to do… So I just let her hug me. I’m really not much of a hugger, but you don’t deny Twilight Sparkle. Heh. It was enjoyable, to say the least. It cheered me up, but I was still crying.

“Let’s… Just go. OK?” Twilight said.

We walked along in silence, as I kicked a rock every once in a while.

“Look, I’m sorry I had to tell you all that, and even now, I still haven’t showed you everything. But now, I want to show you some happy stuff. I also want you to realize something. You think I’ve got it bad, don’t you?”

“Yeah…” She said, obviously despaired.

“My family is in the top 15 million richest people in the world. Remember? 7 billion people? There are orphans, diseased, and starving all around my world. America, the country I live in, has it good. We’re in a depression right now, but we’re much better off than those people in those situations. It happens all over the world, but much more in continents like Africa, Asia, South America… You don’t know what those are… Oh well. I think I still have a few pictures. I want you to see my family. You've seen pictures of them around my house, but I want to introduce you to them.”

I opened up my mom’s laptop, and looked for the pictures. I found them eventually.

“Look, here’s me and my family.” I said, pulling up the picture we took of our immediate family just last fall.

She smiled a sad smile.

“You guys make it look like there’s nothing wrong.”

“Well, we want to make it look happy."

She sighed and looked a bit nervous.

"What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Could I see a picture of your… Um… Deceased grandfather and grandmother?”

“Twilight. You can just say they’re dead. Like I said, I’m over it now.”

I pulled up a recent picture of him. He said he had been growing his hair back. There was just a little bit on the top. A few years ago there was none. He was determined to get some though.

She again, smiled a very sad smile.

“He looks nice.” She said.

“He was nice, I consider him the best grandpa anyone could ever have. He knew how to tell a good joke. Whenever there was someone who needed a ride home, he gave it, even if it was completely out of his way. Almost no one else would even take a second glance at someone like that. We need more people like him in my world.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah… The scary thing is, he could become a protector in a moment that would do anything to make sure that the people he was protecting were safe. He got that Purple Heart I was talking about earlier, in the Korean War, for jumping out of an exploding jeep.”

“Oh my, was he OK?” She said in awe.

“He was after a while. And I like to think he still is.” I said, looking up to the sky.

“How did he die?”

“Old age. He had a heart attack.”

“Wait… Robert, how old are you anyway?”

My eyes opened wide. How could I have not thought of this? Not telling them that I wanted to go back, and now this? Really, me? Stupid, stupid, stupid. What if they didn’t live as long? What if they only lived to be about 25 years old, like horses did back on Earth?

“Uh… 13. How… How long do ponies live, Twilight?”

“You’re… You’re already 13… But Celestia said you looked young… Are you a kid, or an adult? Or are you in-between?”

“Wait… How… How old are you?  You never mentioned it…  And you’re a mare, not a filly, right? You’re an adult? I would assume so, since you’re living on your own with a baby dragon and a few pets. Oh… To answer your questions, I’m pretty much just starting the *ahem* transformation to adulthood, so in-between, if you want to put it in a nice way.”

“I’m 13… Almost 14… And yes, I am a mare. But that would mean…”

“Humans live longer. A lot longer.” I finished. “How long do you live?”

“If you die of age, like most ponies do, then you live to be 80 to 85 years old, sometimes longer.”

“Wait… What? How does that work?” I questioned my logic.

“But… But humans live to be about the same age as you mentioned… How does that work? I’m still technically a kid, and we’re close in age, so how do you and all the others know so much more? How did you cram that all into school? Do the foals freaking stay in school until dark or something?”

“I don’t really know. Well, the foals will still usually stay until 3:00 in the afternoon. How long do you stay?”

“Okay then. That is odd. I stay until about 3:00 too. Do ponies just adapt to new concepts better or something? Oh, when are we supposed to be going anyway?”

“Oh my! Look at the time, we’re already almost late, can you gal- I mean run fast?”  She asked.

“Er, sort of. I’m not overweight or anything, I’m just not athletic. We'll talk about that later! Here, just let me just pack this up.” I said while putting the laptop back in my backpack.

“Hehe, don’t worry. I’m not really into exercising much either.” She said

We were running, and in about 5 minutes, we were there.

“We’re… Here…” She said while huffing.

“Alright, here’s the plan *huh*, I’ll go in, and tell everyone you’re outside, and not to be freaked out. *huff* You ready?”

“*huff* Not really.” I said.

“Well, you’ll have to be.  Come in about a minute after I go in.”

I readied myself, remembering to be "surprised". I sighed, and got ready to tell the ponies about my world.

I walked in after a bit, and purposely stumbled when they all said “SURPRISE!” And it went downhill from there. After I noticed that, I started talking.

“Hello, uh… My name is Robert Pickard, but just call me Rob. I’m a human, not a pony, as you can all see.” Geez. I can really make a bad introduction when I’m nervous.

There were a few certain ponies staring at me particularly with their jaws down. One mint green, one brown with a hour glass cutie mark, and the other cream-colored with a blue and pink mane.

“Oh boy. Here we go. Doctor, I presume that the fanon was right, and you’re the space and time-traveling Timelord I know. Can you just wait for me to finish this little speech I’m about to give, then I’ll come talk to you afterwards."

He shook his head attempting to clear the disbelief from his head and gave me a little nod.

With that out of the way, I ran and got a short stool, just so everypony could see me.

“I’m from a different planet that is called Earth. I’m actually probably from another universe… Or dimension? I don’t really know. But that doesn’t matter. I’ve been here for the past 2 days, and I’ve been talking to these six right here. Now, I want no questions for a while, because I’m going to show you all something.”

I promised to explain what I was doing with all the lights and buttons later, and turned on my TV and Xbox 360, going straight to YouTube. I knew that Twilight and the rest would be bored if they watched the episode I just showed them. So, for a bit of a laugh, I selected the first 2 episodes of the second season. I clicked it, and told everypony to just watch.

You wouldn’t believe how much they enjoyed that. Then I played the second episode.

I saw Fluttershy cringe as she saw herself say “YOUR FACE! *CRASH*” While everypony else just laughed. So, I walked over to her.

“Hey, you were the only one that wasn’t convinced. He forced it on you, ya know. You couldn’t do anything about it.” I said, trying to comfort her.

“HERE COMES TOM!” Twilight repeated, looking like she was dying from laughter. I saw Fluttershy trying to hold back a laugh.

“Hey, come on, laugh. If you think something’s funny, then take some advice from Pinkie Pie over there and start laughing!” I said while pointing at the pink pony that was on the floor laughing. Fluttershy chuckled, then laughed, and then couldn’t stop.

“See? I told you.” I said while I walked away. I waited near the back, for the show to finish.

Once it finished after about another 10 minutes, I asked “Okay, did you all like that?”

“Yeah!” They all said in unison. How’d they do that again?

“Alrighty then, here it goes, now you’re probably wondering why you ponies show up on my nice thin magic box here (referring to the TV), right?”

They nodded. Nodding in unison too? How wonderful.

“Well then, here I go.” I said.

I started explaining and did lots of it.

"Alrighty then, let me show you a few things. Anything in particular that you might to see first?

I saw two certain ponies sitting together in the back smile. Especially the one with a crazy blue mane.

"How about some music?" said the pony with the shades.

“Hm, alright. Oi, Octavia, I think you’ll enjoy these first two pieces I have right here!”

She, of course, gasped when I said her name.

“Oh, I haven’t mentioned that yet, have I? Well, that magic box has a lot more moving pictures. By a lot, I mean a lot. More than you could imagine. More than you could ever watch. Not just of you guys, though. Actually, most of it isn't of this world, but of other things from my world. Oh, and what it does show of you, it definitely shows more than just the Princesses and the bearers. You all saw Cheerilee and the class at the beginning. You all saw Discord. You saw Spike. It shows a lot of you. There’s Octavia, Vinyl Scratch, Lyra, Carrot Top, as I think you know him, Doctor Whooves," I said staring at him, “and Bon-Bon and Derpy too… Derpy, your name still is Derpy, right? Please tell me it is? You want a blueberry muffin? I think I have one…”

Her face lit up with joy. And in that wonderful, old voice, said “With butter, please?”

My face. It was probably too happy.

“Ha, you haven’t changed!” I said, moving toward her.

“But... why are you so concerned about me?” She asked, still looking at me with happiness that someone loved hearing her talk.

“Here, let’s go get you that muffin and I’ll explain then. Oh, sorry everyone. I’ll give you a little break.”

I walked over to my computer, with Derpy following, and then she asked “There doesn't seem to be any muffins around here…”

“Nope. I’m gonna turn the music on real quick. Octavia, I’m turning the music on! This one’s called “Ode to Joy”, by Beethoven, a really famous composer from a long time ago!

I put on a shortened version of “Ode to Joy” by Beethoven (The real version is over an hour long), watching Octavia slowly close her eyes and smile.

“Let’s go get you that muffin now.”

“Yay!”

“Ok, about why I was concerned. Derpy, a lot of people absolutely loved you back on my world. Then one day, about a couple of months ago, you talked. For the first time we ever heard. But then, and I’m really sorry to say this, Derpy, but then, people were offended. They thought your character insulted the disabled, with your name, and eyes, and your voice. I really thought it was quite cute, but there’s always gonna be the negative people, especially with humans. I need you to understand that.”

“That’s alright. I’m used to being called names.”

“You… You are? I’m really sorry to hear that. You sound like an amazing mare. Do you have a daughter? Her name is Dinky, right?”

“Yes, I do. She’s sometimes teased, but we get through it all fine.”

Now, I was searching through the pantry, trying to keep the meat out of sight. I eventually found the muffin I was thinking of, pulled it out, and got the butter out. She insisted that she should spread the butter and that I got back to the crowd. Ode to Joy was almost done, so I turned to the office, and selected the next song. A combination of all the My Little Pony songs orchestrated. 20 minutes long. Perfect stuff to explain with.

“Alright, ya’ll might be able to recognize this. And I’ll explain why. We humans don’t have magic. At all. None. It’s all a legend. So are Unicorns and Pegasi and Alicorns. So, instead of magic, we focus on technology.”

Winter Wrap Up started playing. Perfect.

“You probably recognize this, I hope.”

Some of their faces lit up with realization, and they started humming. They all eventually realized what was playing.

“And, as a part of that technology, we have electricity. Electricity is basically our magic. It powers everything. These lights are all using electricity, the magic box, which is called a television or TV for short. The heating, cooking, and pretty much anything else that requires energy also uses electricity. It’s cool stuff. That music is being heard with it. No magic whatsoever. I’m just gonna shut down a little early on the classical, sorry Octavia. I’m gonna turn on something a little more appropriate for a party.”

And then pony music. TheLivingTombstone, The Aviators, Bronyfied, JackleApp, Glaze, MicTheMicrophone, you name it, I probably had it. Even ones that weren't obviously related to ponies, they got pretty quickly.

“Do you all hear this? This was all made because of you guys. I know, you’re probably wondering why the heck I’m going so all out on this, but you’ll know soon enough.”

Of course, Vinyl was rocking out.

Most of the songs I had had them listen to were just things generally based on ponies. So, I started playing a few based on the individuals.

I started playing more and more songs. Everypony was having a great time. But I had almost spent an hour over on this.

So, I explained more and more, showing them bits and pieces of video games, TV shows, movies, etc… And when that was done, there were only a few things left that I wanted to show them in particular.

“Alright, there’s one last thing I want to show you, then I’ll get into some more… Em… sad stuff.”  I went to my computer (I had already explained it to them.) and plugged in my joystick. I put in Flight Simulator X.

“I explained cars already, right?”

A few of them nodded.

“Well, we also have boats, trains, bicycles, and one other thing. Airplanes. Anyon- Geez, I got to get into the hang of things. AnyPONY wanna take a guess on what that is?”

None of them really did anything, and just waited for me to move on. So, I went on.

“Well then. An airplane is a way of transportation, just like cars, except they don’t go on the ground. Heh. They FLY. And fast, too.”

Rainbow started not to look bored anymore.

“Knew you were gonna start paying a bit of attention there Rainbow. Oh don’t worry; you’re actually REALLY fast compared to the average plane.”

“Average?” She questioned.

“Average. We can beat you, just not in any easy way.?”

“I wanna see this.”

“How do you suppose I do that?”

“I dunno, one of those camera thingies?”

“Good idea. Alright, space shuttle news video, here we come.” I exited out of the simulator, and just looked up a space shuttle take off video. They’re pretty easy to find.

“Here’s one.” I played it.

Kaboom. The video of the shuttle showed it going faster and faster. By the time the video was finishing, the spaceship was going over three miles a second.

“Need any more proof?” I said, noticing her jaw had dropped.

“But… But… I’m…”

“Heh. Don't worry. You do realize those are rockets, right? Huge amounts of artificial man-made fuel? You’re NATURAL. You don’t need any rocket fuel to go over the speed of sound.” I said, trying to reassure her.

“Yeah… I guess you’re right.”

“Alright, let’s move on then. Here’s what we would usually fly.” I started the simulator again.

I set it up to go from an airport near my town, and selected the Cessna 172.

“This is a basic airplane, it’s still very expensive and complicated, but still one of the most basic. This game is called ‘Flight Simulator X’. It’s the newest and one of the best flying simulators. Ah, it’s loading. This game simulates my ENTIRE world. ALL OF IT. I can go anywhere, if I take the time. So, I’m gonna show you guys where I live. This is the northern area of Utah, where I come from. Here it is…” I said.

They all gaped at how complicated it was.

“Alright, now this probably looks complicated to most of you. First I have to ask permission to taxi to the runway.”

“Why?” A random unicorn asked.

“So I don’t crash into anyone else, of course! If you crash one of these, then it’s gone, and you won’t be flying it for either a long time, or never again. Of course, it doesn't matter in a simulator. But I follow the rules anyway.” I said, while I taxied to the runway.

“OK, I’m asking permission to takeoff, and it’s granted. Here I go.” Just trying to keep them informed.

I turned onto the runway, and put on full throttle. Once I hit 60 knots, I slowly lifted the nose, and flew.

“Wow…” was what the crowd said.

“It doesn’t look THAT fast.” Dash said.

“Ha. You wanna see fast? Okay then.”

I exited out of the flight, with a few disappointed groans.

“Oh, you won’t be disappointed with this.” I said.

I selected the F/A 18, selected Salt Lake International, since I needed a big runway, and made it so it was on the runway already.

“I just made it to be on the runway, instead of putting me in a place where I have to taxi.” I told everypony.

“Just how fast is this one?” She started looking nervous.

“It can go almost twelve hundred miles per hour. Oi, you’re gonna wanna see this. Afterburners, here we go.” I turned on the fiery form of thrust, and off it went, faster and faster.

I got closer and closer… 500, 600, and then BOOM! I hit the sound barrier, and kept speeding on, going up to around a 1000.

“There we go, my friend. How’s that for ya?”

“Awesome!”

“Well, I guess that doesn’t really help my explanation, but, I’ll go through with it anyway. I didn’t think you guys were real. You were a form of entertainment on my world. This is a… Fantasy land, so to speak for me. For everyone back on my world. It was really good, too! I won’t go into details, but you sorta get it, right?”

Nodding in unison, again.

So, after that little bit of excitement, I moved onto the tough part. Talking about death, war, hatred, other things like that. You get the gist of it.

“Alright, everypony (I was seriously trying to keep myself from laughing every time I said that), there’s one last thing I need to show you, then we can get this party started. I hope.” I said.

“I’ve probably made my world sound like a pretty good place, right?” I asked.

I heard an “Eeyup” in there somewhere.

“It’s not. Before I say anything else, I think you guys should be really grateful that there’s almost no war, hatred, poverty, or anything else like that here. My world is full of it. There have been too many wars to name. Hundreds of MILLIONS of people have died in war. There are many wars going on right now. I need you to understand this. I come from a cruel place, and when you’re in a place like that, it rubs off on you, so I’m sorry if I seem a little cruel. People are dying as I speak. And I’m gonna show you it. This may seem heartless, but it’s for the best. The one my country is mainly involved in now started just over 10 years ago. Airplanes like the ones I just showed you, but bigger, and they carry more people, were hijacked by groups of people called “Terrorists”. Then, they killed themselves, plus thousands of people, by crashing into the World Trade Center towers, The Pentagon, and one that failed that crashed into a field. All the people on board every plane died, probably instantaneously.” I said. I didn’t know I even remembered all this stuff.

I then searched on YouTube, “2nd tower hit” and clicked on a shorter one.

I watched, in despair, as the ponies looked in horror at the video. There was a little black dot falling at the very start, and I pointed it out and rewound it. As those emotion thick seconds ended, I searched “saving private ryan”, just to… Just to prove to them what a horrible world mine was. They watched, just like their eyes were glued to the screen. And then the doors opened. They looked in horror, just complete and utter horror, as the bombs went off, and dead bodies appeared everywhere. They all gasped when it showed the now legless soldier, and once again gasped when they burst on fire. When they saw the man without the arm, some of them started crying. I let it play the few more seconds, and it ended.

“They can’t look at me anymore.” I thought.

“There’s one last thing. My world basically tried to make this appear fun, and make some of those video games out of it. And I’m gonna show you it.” I took out Modern Warfare and put it in the Xbox. I clicked on multiplayer, and started. People were of course going crazy over the fact I was on. I just tried to play. I’m not the best, and I didn’t do too well, but our team won.

“Do you see? A game. That’s what this is viewed as. But no. I have it easy. Our family is fairly rich. Richer than others in third world countries. Oh yeah. I forgot to mention. There are 7 billion humans on my planet. Sure, I’ve seen a lot. But not as much as others.” I said while quitting the game.

“You know what? You've seen more enough. I don’t know how, but we’re gonna do something to lighten up the mood.”

They breathed a sigh of relief. Seriously, how do they do that in unison? None of them left, at least. So, I turned the music back on, and set up something a bit nicer. A nice little video game. Since I didn’t really have anything other than racing and shooting games, I just chose Forza Motorsports. My brother's PS3 was downstairs, so I went down there and tried to clean up a bit. The reason I didn’t want them to go down there was because of a deer head from a buck that my dad shot in Wyoming. Wouldn’t be the best thing for them to see. After just clearing it out, I turned on his PS3 and put in Little Big Planet.

“You can come downstairs, everypony!”

So, when about half of them arrived, I explained the PS3, and just told them to have fun with it. After doing the same with the Xbox upstairs, I took the six, The Doctor, Lyra, and Bon-Bon aside.

“Upstairs, right now. I’ll explain everything.”

So, after going into my bedroom, I went to go get a few things. Pretty much all the Doctor Who merchandise I had. The 10th and 11th Doctor’s screwdrivers and my Doctor Whooves T-shirt. I went back.

"You are going to tell me what's going on ri-" I stopped him.

“Actually, I think you might be interested in these!” I said, taking out the models and activating them. That was a really bad choice.

“He... You… My sonicsc… You… OK, THAT IS IT. YOU ARE GOING TO TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE RIGHT NOW!”

Yeah. Wasn't expecting that. He knocked the screwdrivers from my hands, and stood up to my face, knocking me over.

“Eh, heheh, uh. Sorry for being a bit sudden, but you’re basically a TV show from BBC in what I guess is my universe.”

“I’m a WHAT?”

“Yeah. Really good show, too. One of my favorites. These are just toys. They aren't real. Just plastic.”

“Well then… That’s not what I was really expecting.” He said, taking out the REAL Sonic Screwdriver. The Sonic Screwdriver. My mind's panic mode went crazy. He started to scan me.

"Ooo, oh now, that's interesting. No... That's not possible. There is no way that is possible." He said, obviously scaring me a bit."

“What do you mean, 'not possible'?”