I was right! Almost over an hour, and I still can't believe I was right about humans! There is only one thing I can do now that I know I'm right about this. I step into my study and look over everything on the desk and papers on the wall and corkboard. I think about what to do now. I mean, sure, game that destroys the universe. That's something. But that'll only take, what, a couple hours? This has taken almost all of my life! Dang, so... ok, expanicial crisis can wait for now. As for the moment, I decide to sit at the desk and look at my work. Anthropology, anatomy, human history. A lot of things I can get from that Doctor colt now. What am I supposed to do now that everything I've worked for was proved true and I got to rub it in my friends face?

Well, if I learned anything from Berry Punch, getting drunk off my flank is the only way to compensate this sudden emptiness. I really shouldn't hang around her so much but she's fun at times. I open a small drawer in my desk when I keep a special set of wine bottles BP gave me for my past... six birthdays. Ok, that mare may, just may, have a slight problem. Gotta have a talk with her at some point. Well, I mean... The Doctor did say I have a bit of tie before going into the game, so a little chat with a friend couldn't hurt, could it? I move a couple of papers to the side and slide my computer in front of me. I quickly magic the mouse to the Pesterhoof app and click on it, before sliding down and clicking on Berry's name. It was fruitfulBeverage and was colored a dark pink. Yeah, very appropriate name. Now, should we do the Homestuck style conversation for these, or stick with what we know? Hmm? Oh, didn't expect someone to be fourth wall conscious? Hah! No, I am going to be a total mind freak over this when you least expect it. Screw it, sticking with what we have now.

I see that she's on and start the conversation with my normal typing style, "hey berry? i feel we need to talk about something, can you come over?" Sure, it was short and simple, but whatever.

After a second, she responds, seeming a little tipsy like normal. "Ooooh, heyyy Lyrara! *Lyra, damnit. Sure, I can sing by, gimmi a few minuettes! *swing. *gimme. *minutes. Haha, minuette. That's our dentist. Didnt see go by Colgate 4 a while? *she. Shit, i ham hammered." With that, she left the conversation and her tag went grey on the app screen. Ok, so I have a drunken guest coming over before we play a game that should kill us all. Is this seriously the situation we're going for here? I mean, my first chapter and I get stuck with someone barely cognitive. Well, there's gotta be filler sometimes.

I pretty much just hang out in my study looking at all of my work for roughly fifteen minutes. I have to say, even though now I have no need for all of this, I am going to miss it. This is the kind of thing somepony doesn't forget. Maybe drinking away my loss of wanting to be right isn't the proper thing to do at this point. I mean, I have a job so I can't fall into a crazy drunken depression out of nowhere. I mean, I work for a secret agency, how will that carry over? Then again, most of these guys aren't the best when it comes to intelligence. I mean, one of them even said the whole Tirek situation was some sort of cover up. Why do I even bother with that part, we are destroying everything outside of our hou-Oh my Celestia, we're bringing this drunkard with us, aren't we? This isn't filler at all, is it? First, we are putting a foal into a life or death situation, now we're putting someone that can barely talk there as well. Who's next, freaking Spike? Zecora? Mister Rainbow-Pony-Bug-Fairy? Ok, you know what, I dragged this on too much. Next me chapter? No wall breaks, I just need to get this dickitry out of the way now.

After I finish my little rant, I hear a loud knocking at my door, followed by a rather large and rude burp. I am three rooms deep into my house and have extra thick doors. That is some major skill I must say. I trot out of my study, down the hall and up to the door, glowing the doorknob and opening it wide to see the purple Earth Pony. To which I am greeted by a smile and almost bow, which is different for her. "Lyra! Sorry about that typing thing earlier, I was a little tipsy but I'm fine! So, to what do you need to talk to me about so late?" She wasn't wrong to be honest. It just turned night and I'm pretty sure at least half of Ponyville is out at this time. Didn't stop her from showing up, though.

"Oh, uh... come on in Berry. This'll be better if we talk inside." She mare nods and steps inside, heading over to the living room. "Take a seat, please. Look, I've been thinking lately and I kinda came to a minor epiphany." Berry puts her hoof up to stop me.

"Ok, Lyra, if this is about my drinking, this is the eight intervention I've been to in the past month. I get what's going on, and I thank you for it, but as you can see I am perfectly fine. I am an at home drinker and sometimes picks up a martini at the bar when I'm not on duty. I have my life completely figured out."

I look at her for a moment in complete loss of words. Never thought she'd have her life so figured out. "I... well, no. At least, partly no at that. Look, I actually think I need to talk about something now that I know what your whole deal is." I really need to think for a second. "Look, I just figured out I was right all the time and humans exist and I stole some evidence so you don't think I'm crazy." I reach into my pocket and pull out a picture I 'borrowed' from The Doctor's book and hand it over to Berry. "So, more or less of my entire life was searching and trying to prove I was right and now that I am right, I don't know what to do. Also, I think me, Lyra, Vinyl and couple other ponies are going to destroy the universe which will leave me with the thought that I indirectly murdered billions upon billions of lives and I don't think I can properly live with that. On top of all of this, I think my relationship with Bon Bon is going down the toilet since she left me at The Doctor's place while I was gloating about being right. Honestly, right now I think I'm about to put six years worth of birthday wine to use in the span of three days and you obviously know how to control yourself, so... help?"

To this wall of internal exposition, Berry Punch gives me a look like she was trying to comprehend everything I just said. Which I don't blame, considering I was speaking at the speed of that rainbow Pegasus when she did that Rainboom thing. Heck, maybe even as fast when she did that Double Rainboom that destroyed Ponyville that one time. Wow, did I really just make that reference? Anyways, Berry shakes her head before finally saying something, "Ok, so... you haven't drank any of the birthday wine I've gotten you?"