No title yet, Anon, Lyra thing Part 3-A, Lyra's POV

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AnonXLyra Thingus part 3-A, Lyra’s POV
>You stand in the doorway of your home watching Anon walk down the road to his house. His cart groaning under it's heavy load.
>You smile faintly as you watch him go around the bend in the road and out of sight.
>Raising a hoof to rub the spot on your forhead where he had kissed you, "He, he actually..." Your face practically exploding into a freakishly large grin.
"He kissed me! OHMYOHMYOHMYOHMYGAWSH!", hopping into the air gleefully.
>Landing a little off,  you stumble forward in an attempt to regain your balance. You catch yourself only  millimeters away from going headfirst into your front door.
>"Whew, that was close." As you bring your head back up your horn smacks into the doorknob, hard.
>A blinding jolt of pain shoots into your skull. Your vision going white for a moment as you fall backwards onto your haunches.
"MotherbuckingmotherbuckershitshitshitshitshitBUUUUUCK!" Now rocking back and forth while gingerly rubbing your horn between your hooves for a few minutes.
"Ooooh, buck me.... hisssss, ahhhh. Hisssssss, ahhhh. Hissssssss, ahhhhhhhhh.", you force through your clenched teeth while rubbing your sore horn soothingly.
>"AHEM!"

"Oh for bucks sake. What now?", you mutter as the pain in you horn slowly subsides with the continued rubbing.
>Cracking open an eye you see Cheerilee glaring at you from in front of a group of fillies and colts. Mixed looks of shock and disgust are on their faces.
>The doughy kid's just smiling and nodding knowingly. He gives you a sly wink.
>"Well I've never! Miss Heartstrings have you no shame?", she says angrily. Her nose turning upwards. "Such...acts have no place in public.", her brow furrowed in disdain.
>"Humph, come along my little p0nies. Let us leave this, reprobate behind. So, who can tell me wh...", her lesson continuing as she leads the children away.
"What in the world was that all abouoooooooh." Your cheeks blushing furiously as the realisation of how that scene looked dawned on you.
>Getting back on your hooves as quickly as possible you open the door of your home and fling it open. Slamming it, you slump down the door and lean against it.
"I need a drink." You reach for the creme de menthe bottles in your saddelbag only to feel your sides bare. "Celestiadammit, I left them in Anons cart!"
>Well it's as good a reason as any to see him again. Now, how to go back and not look like a creepy stalker p0ny?

>Buck it. You have a totally real excuse this time. Getting to your hooves you brush yourself off a little and go back outside.
>You look up and down the street cautiously for anyp0ny else that saw the misconstrued horn hoofjob. Spotting nop0ny you canter up the road after Anon.
>Reaching the market square you spot him over by Applejack's apple and apple related items stand.
>As you trot up next to him Applejack spot's you. "Well hey thar Miss Lyrah. You come fer summa mah apples?", her tone friendly and light.
"Oh, ah, no thanks AJ, huff, just here to see Anon for a sec.", you reply still a little out of breath from your run.
>"Yeah ah'll bet you did.", AJ mutters under her breath with a smile, looking to you as she nods towards Anon.
>Your face blanches as your heart jumps into your throat. Oh shit what does she know? If she bucks this up for you...
>Your train of though is broken as Anon reaches down and ruffles your mane. Awwww yeah. That's the stuff, right there.
>"Well hey there shortround, didn't I just drop you off at your house? You ah, stalking me or somethin'?", flashing you a grin. Ooh you can see the canines. Dats hawt.
>Wait, stalker? Oh shit, you gotta get out of here!

>Oh damn he knows. You've been so careful though. How does he know? How!?
>Calm the buck down Heartstrings. Anon does't suspect a thing. The is no way in Tartarus he knows you've been, a bit obsessed. Although...
>Well, he is pretty smart, and handsome and tall and oh Celestia those hands...No. Cut the shit Lyra. It's time to pony up and accept the consequences.
"Anon I...", of for bucks sake, just tell him. You’ve loved the hell outta him for years and just want to be together forever in endless happiness.
>He looks down towards you, his wonderous hand leaving your mane. "Yeah Lyra, something bothering you?"
"I, I have something... something important t-t-to tell you Anon", you voice barely squeaking out of you lips.
>"Well come on sugah, out with it already.", AJ's grin grows larger as she watches you struggle with this heavy choice. Is she messing with you or actually sincere?
>Do it filly.

"I, I want to tell you Anon, I-I... I lo-eft my saddlebags on you cart and and really need them before the party tonight as they have my th-things and ummm, like I need them and stuff."
>AJ groans as she watches you cop-out. She gives you a slight smile and mouths silently, "You can do it.", huh, guess she's pretty cool after all. You give her a nod in reply.
>"Figured as much. Saw them just sitting here a minute before you showed up." He reaches into the cart and rummages through the booze for your bags.
>Wow, that's a lot of alcohol he's got in there. Finally he manages to pull your saddlebags out.
>"Here you go minty." He plops your saddlebags down across your back. "Did you need anything else or did you just want some more of my sweet, sweet, loving touch?", he says jokingly as he wiggles his fingers at you.
By Celestia[spoiler]'s beard[/spoiler] fuck yes, "Haha Anon, you dork. I just needed my bags back. So, um, see you at the party later?"
>"You damn well better be there Greenie. Same goes for you too Applejack. Bring some of your famous whisky too 'pard."
>"You got it Anon. I'll even lend a hoof with your grillin' thing. Got me ah hankerin to try some grilled apple slices."
"Guess I'll see you later Anon. Applejack.", she gives you another friendly smile. Mouthing, "Tell him sugah.", at you.
>You trot off with a wave. As soon as you're out of sight you plop down onto your haunches and search frantically through your saddle bags for one of the litttle creme de menthe bottles.
>Finally locating one you pop it open with your magic and down the contents in a single gulp.

"Whooo that was close.", you say softly to yourself as the liqueur warms your stomach pleasantly. You sit a moment longer to enjoy the minty aftertaste as you begin to collect your thoughts.
>With a sigh you hop to your hooves and start the walk back to your home. The possible outcomes of telling Anon your true feelings for him running through your head.
>What if he laughs at you, or or tells you flat out no, he doesn't like you that way? What if... he never wants to see you again?
>The last thought stops you in your tracks. You whip out another shot from your saddlebags and down it. No. No he'd never do that. On the other hoof...
>You tell him how much you love him and he sweeps you off your feet in a mad burst of passion.
>Anon practically smothering you with his kiss as he runs his hand through your mane, pushing on the back of your head to draw you in closer.
>The kiss growing more fervent and wild. He then trails kisses down your neck softly as his other hand slides down and cups y....
"Ohhhh yeeeahh, that's hot.", you quietly mumble to yourself as the fantasy plays itself out in your head. Licking your lips absentmindedly as you continue walking, your tongue lingering a bit too long.
>A passing colt gives you an odd look. "You ok there Miss?", he ask cocking his head slightly as he looks at you.
"Huh wha? Oh, um, yes I was just umm... I'm fine kid. Please I mean thank you, um for your concern.", you mutter semi-coherently.
>"Well if you say so." he says, as he shrugs his shoulders and begins trotting away. He gives a look back as and shakes his head. "Weird."
>Your cheeks still flushed slightly as a small smile plays across your muzzle. Hoo boy, gonna have to save that one for later.

>Trotting along happily you soon reach your home. Entering, you telekinetically throw the saddlebags over the back of the sofa as you walk to the fridge to get a snack.
>Assembling a small pile of carrots, cherry tomatoes and a celary stalk. Tossing them and a few ice cubes into your blender you make a kickass smoothie for lunch. A sprinkle of pepper and you're done.
>You walk back to the couch and sit. Leaning back as you throw a hoof behind your head and take a sip of the drink. Hmm this is good. Maybe you'll just finish this delicious smoothie and take a nap before the party.
>It's not like you were going to do anything else today. Setting the now empty cup on the coffee table as you roll onto your side. With a contented sigh you settle deeper into the cushions.
>Your thoughts slowing, breath steadying as you slowly drift off...aw buck. You were supposed to go invite Bon Bon. With a groan you roll off the couch.
>Leaving the house yet again you make your way back to the damn market, again, and walk up to Bon Bon's candy stall. "Hey there Lyra! How's it going?" she asks happily.
"Hi Bonnie, just have a second here so I'll make it quick. Anon's having a, "I got fired and don't give a buck", party tonight. You and Thunderlane are invited. Party starts around six. You in?"
>"Oh, uuuuuh ok. Sounds great. We'll be there abou..."

>"Bwaaa hahaha! Whatta loser! Monkey boy's throwing a lame party for getting fired? Aww, is ape flank sad? Just give him a banana and some poo to throw, he'll cheer right up! Bwaaahahahahahah!"
>You'd recognize that scratchy voice and mocking tone anywhere. Motherbucking Rainbow bitch. Turning, you see her lying on her belly, slapping the ground with a forehoof and laughing hysterically at her own jokes.
>Eyes narrowing in anger, you shoot her a death-glare as she continues. "Poor widdle monkeyman, aww so sad, boo hoo. Bahhahahahah!"
>You begin to trot stiff legged towards her as Bon Bon lays a hoof on your back. "Lyra please, don't..."
You shrug the hoof off, "Naw Bonnie, I gots to...", trotting up to Rainbow, "Yo Rainbowcrash, I just got one thing to say to you.”
>”Oh look it’s the chimp’s little green marefriend. So what you got to say that’s so important? Ook ook? Haahahhaahaha!”, throwing her head back and closing her tearing up eyes as she laughs uproariously.
“Just this.”

>You rear back on your hindlegs, right foreleg cocking back. With a pivot of your hips you throw a perfect right cross strait into Rainbow’s jaw. The blow spinning her from her prone position to flat on her back.
>Her head falls roughly onto Mane Street as she lands, a few teeth clattering across the cobblestones as she lies unconscious.
“Fuck you cunt.”
>Wiping a hoof under your nose with a sniff in a dismissive gesture to Dash’s unconcious bady you turn back towards Bon Bon.
“So, around six then?”, Bon Bon just nods slack jawed at you. “Cool, see you then Bonnie!”, you say cheerfully.
>You turn to leave when a purple pony rushes from the now gathered croud to Rainbows side. ”Oh my Celestia, Dashie! Dash, please wake up!”, eyes misting up as she cradles Dash’s head in her forelegs.
>She turns to you, “Why in Equestria would you do that Lyra!? What’s wrong with you?!”
“Oh, hey Twilight. I got some things to say to you too.