CHAPTER FOURTEEN: DERPY
This... he is... what was he doing?! He`s talking?
I was listening the entire time and I could not stop sobbing. "D...Doctor..." I cried, "I miss you..."
"I need to ask you all questions. Answer as honest as possible," He ordered.
The crowd nodded in unison.
"How would you feel if you were in my spot right this very moment...? If you lost the mare, stallion, even pony you loved the most?"
The crowd answered with "sad," "angry," "horrified," "horrible."
I felt a tingling sensation through my body.
"How would you feel if you were in Ditzy`s place?" He asked the crowd.
"Scared," "sad," "horrified," and a few more I couldn't catch.
I uncontrollably shuddered.
"Do you blame yourselves for what happened to Ditzy?" He asked. Tears glided down his face, but since his British accent was so thick, you could hardly tell.
"Yes," they all answered.
I shut my eyes and listened only to the sound of his voice. I felt so tired...
"One more question – would you take it all back? Would you all still pick on her, tease her, call her names, push her around, hurt her in any way?"
"No!" They all cried out.
Stars and moons...and air balloons...
Fluffy clouds to the horizon...
I`ll wrap you in rainbows... and rock you to sleep again...
I sang my lullaby as loud as possible before the light circled me.