Cuddle time with Lyra

>Be anon
>Somehow get to Equestria
>Upon arrival, you have nothing but what you had on you.
>A wallet filled with now useless currency and identification, your keys, and a candy wrapper.
>You look around the area.
>You can see a forest, mountains, and what looks to be a village.
>Heading towards civilization seems like a good idea, maybe you can get an idea as to where you are.
>Its short walk though what appeared to be the morning hours, but it could just as easily be evening.
>You stop at the villages edge after you see a mint-colored unicorn levitating something in front of it.
>It sees you as well, the shock causing it to wide-eyed and drop whatever is was.. holding?
>It doesn't look terrified at the strange creature that had just walked into town, no, it looks rather excited.
>Before you can react, you're on the ground, pinned down by the unicorn.
>"Are you a human?!?" it asks in a feminine voice.
>So its a she and it can talk your language.
>What are the odds?
"Umm... yeah? Where exactly am I? I never knew there was a land of talking unicorns on Earth."
>"Earth? is that where humans are from?!?" she says in an increasingly excited tone.
"Are you saying I'm NOT on Earth? Look here, miss... uhh..."
>"My names Lyra, Lyra Hearstrings."
"Okay, Lyra, if I'm not on Earth, then where exactly am I?" You say, brushing her off of you and standing up.
>"You're in Equestria! A place where humans are, or were, just myths!"
"Equestria? Whats next, a city named Ponyville?"
>"Umm... that's where you are right now. Ponyville."
"Wha-.. you know what, never mind. What time is it?"
>"Its uhh... about six in the afternoon."
"Great. I'll need to find a hotel or something soon. You know where a hotel is?"
>"Ponyville doesn't have a hotel right now. OOH! I know! You could stay with me and Bon Bon!"
"Bon Bon?"
>"Yeah! Shes my roomate! It'll be neat to have a human stay with us!"
>Shrugging, not knowing what else there is to do, you agree with her.

>She tells you to follow her and starts bouncing down the road, overflowing with excitement.
>You arrive at a two story house with a thatched roof, from which you can smell a faint hint of chocolate.
"Is that chocolate I smell? I didn't think another world, or maybe even universe, would have chocolate."
>"Mhmm. My roommates a candy maker. C'mon, let me introduce you to her."
>She motions to the now open door which is glowing a golden color, like her horn.
>You're going to get fat if you're not careful with how much candy you eat.
>The moment you step inside the house, you are assaulted with delightful smells.
>Chocolate, strawberries, vanilla, and so much more you can't even name.
>You close your eyes and take a deep breath though your nose.
>It sorta reminds you of a candy shop from when you were a kid.
>"Lyra! What is this... thing you brought in here! I told you not to bring strange creatures into the house!"
>Your eyes shoot open and you see a tan pony with a blue and pink mane shouting and scowling at Lyra.
>That must be Bon Bon.
>"Bon Bon, he's a human! He can even talk our language! Plus, he wont hurt us. He didn't fight back when I tackled him. Now calm down. I told him that he could stay here for the night."
>"You told him WHAT?!?" she said stomping one of her front hooves. "Lyra, you can't just invite complete strangers into our home, that's dangerous!"
>"I already told you he wont hurt us. Plus, where else is he going to stay? Its getting late and he probably doesn't have any money."
>"Ugh. Fine. But if he touches a SINGLE piece of my chocolate, he's out! You already know I make too man exceptions for you."
>"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'll tell him. Now let me introduce you, after all, he is a guest here."
>The duo head your way, Lyra smiling with glee while Bon Bon's face remained cold.
>"Bon Bon, this is... uhhh.. whats your name?"
>"You don't even know his name?!?"
"Anon M. Nous, but just call me Anon," Interrupting before they could argue again.

>"Well, I'm Bon Bon. I'm assuming you heard what I said about my chocolate?"
"I heard you loud and clear. No touching the chocolate."
>"You'd better not. Well, now that's over with, I'm going off to bed. Lyra, show Anon where he will be sleeping."
>She leaves the room and heads upstairs, presumably to her bedroom.
"Is she always like that?"
>"Nah. She's just really uptight about things. Once you get to know her she's a big softy."
"I'll believe it when I see it. So where am I sleeping?"
>"On the couch. Let me show you."
>She leads you into a room on your right, where there's a coffee table, some end tables, and, of course, a decently sized sofa.
>"Here you are! Let me go get you a blanket and some pillows."
>She walks back out of the room and turns the same way Bon Bon went.
>You hear a door open and shut before she returns with a blanket and a pillow floating beside her.
>"Since it doesn't seem like you have any other clothes, we will have to get some custom made tomorrow."
"Sounds like a plan. Night Lyra"
>"Good night Anon."

>When you wake up the next morning, Bon Bon is already working on crafting her confections.
>The smell is even stronger than when you entered last night, and you're practically drooling.
>No wonder Bon Bon said that Lyra had touched her candy a few times.
>You sit up and rub your eyes, the blanket falling off your upper body.
>You get up and follow the tantalizing smell of melted chocolate to the kitchen.
>Since yo have nothing to do until Lyra takes you to Rarity's, you just watch Bon Bon do her thing.
>While doing so, you notice a small mark on the sides of her flanks that look like three wrapped candies.
>You begin to wonder what those are for when you feel something poking your side.
>Lyra is behind you trying to get your attention. "Morning sleepyhead. Travelling between world must take a lot out of you, since you slept in later than me."
>"That's unheard of around here," added Bon Bon while stirring some sugary mix.
"I think it was being tackled to the ground that took the most out of me."
>Heh. I'm sorry. I get a bit crazy whenever humans are mentioned, and seeing one made me just lose my marbles for a minute."
>"A bit crazy?"
>"Fine, I'm obsessed."
"What time is it anyways?"
>"Its about one thirty."
"I slept in that late? Wow."
>"Yeah, we had best get a move on in case Rarity feels like closing early today. She does that when she has a big order to fill."
>You yawn, as you're still a little groggy from sleeping.
"Well then, lets get a move on."
>You and Lyra head out the door and onto the earthen Ponyville streets.

>The streets had plenty of ponies going about, but it was nothing compared to a big city.
>"Rarity's boutique is just down the road."
>You follow Lyra as she begins to circumvent vendor stalls.
>Its about a five minute walk to the boutique, which was drawn out by the heavy traffic.
>The building is tall, and looks a bit like a carousel, which is explained when you see a sign that read "Carousel Boutique."
>Whoever decorated the place definitely made it stand out.
>Lyra opened the door, which caused a small bell to ring. "You coming?"
>You walk into the boutique, and the first thing you see is mirrors. Tons and tons of mirrors. Guess it only makes sense since the place sells clothes.
>"Welcome to Carousel Boutique, where every garment is chic, unique, and magnifique! My name is Rarity, how may I be of service today," chimed a new voice.
>"Hi Rarity. My friend here, Anon, needs some new clothes, but there aren't any clothes errr... suited to him in Ponyville, so we need them custom made."
>You could hear there conversation, yet you couldn't see them.
>They must be behind one of the many curtains around the room.
>"Why, of course! Where is this 'Anon' fellow of yours?"
>"He should be by the doorway. Oh, and don't freak out when you see him."
>"Now darling, why in Equestria would I 'freak out'?"
>"Just promise me you won't."
>"I promise dear."

>They step out from a curtain on your left, and immediately you hear a shriek.
>"W-what is that... thing? Its unlike anything I have ever seen!"
>She is starting to backpedal with a look of horror on her face.
>"Rarity! Calm down! He's a human!"
>"A human?!? Those things are only myths! There's no WAY one of them could be in my shop!"
>She is continuing to back up, approaching a mirror.
>You see what is about to happen, so you sprint slightly towards one side and then angle in at Rarity's side as she continues to move backwards.
>She runs into a massive mirror and it begins to fall.
>You dive towards her with your arms stretched out, prepared to grab her.
>You grab her and tuck her against your chest as you roll out of the way.
>A loud crash comes from behind you as the mirror hits the floor.
>Lyra had fallen back on her haunches at the spectacle and just sat their wide eyed.
>Rarity was in tears; too paralyzed with fear to react to you holding her.
>You did the only thing you could think of and began to stroke her eloquently groomed mane.
"Calm down Rarity. I'm not going to hurt you. There's no need to be afraid."
>This goes on for a few minutes until Rarity calmed down enough to move again.
>You let her go and she levitated a box of tissues to her.
>She began to wipe the tears and smeared makeup away as she said, "Oh dear, I apologize for that... display. I just wasn't expecting a strange creature to be in my boutique."
"Its fine. I understand how people, and I guess ponies, can be when it comes to a potentially dangerous being."
>"No. Its not fine. I owe you putting up with that uncouth behavior."
"Really? I cause you to break what appeared to be a rather expensive mirror-"
>"That was completely my fault, darling. My actions lead to this and your actions saved me from it. I owe you. Now what is it that you want?"
"Well, I suddenly appeared here without any of my belongings, so I'm going to need some clothes."

>"Hmm... I've never had to work with anything with your figure before. Let me get your measurements so that I can get a feel for what I'm doing here."
"No problem. Where do you want me to stand?"
>"Right over here on this platform will do."
>You walk over to the platform and stand straight on it.
>She put a pair of red glasses and pulled some measuring tape out.
>You spread your arms out, as this isn't the first time you've been measured for clothing, and stand still as she made her measurements.
>She takes down measurements for about ten minutes, double checking to make sure that everything was correct.
>"Well. That seems to be it. I'll have you a couple pairs of pants and some shirts for you tomorrow. I apologize again for earlier."
"Its no big deal Rarity."
>"If you say so," she says looking down a little.
>"So umm... how much do I owe you?"
>"Lyra, dear, I'm not going to charge you anything for two reasons. One is my reaction. The other is the fact that Anon is in desperate need of clothing."
>"Well, what about the mirror? Shouldn't I at least pay for part of that?"
>"Its rather alright Lyra. There's no need to throw your bits at me, I make enough to replace it without a problem."
>"Well thanks then Rarity. I hope we weren't too much of a hassle."
>"I'm always willing to help somepony, or someone, in need."
>You and Lyra leave the Carousel Boutique and decide to go get some lunch.

>After a short walk, you and Lyra arrive at a small cafe.
>Its nothing special, but it has a nice feeling to it.
>You and Lyra take a seat outside, its a nice day to do so anyways.
>A few ponies give you strange glances, but they either get back to what they were doing or Lyra waves them off.
>A waiter approaches us after what seems like an abnormally long wait time.
>Hes shaking a little and is constantly glancing from left to right, trying not to look at you.
>"Hey there buddy, calm down. Hes not going to hust you and he can speak out language. There's no need to fret."
>"Umm.. w-what would you t-two like to d-drink?"
>You almost felt bad for the poor stallion. Almost.
>"Get us both a hayshake please."
>"I-I'll get r-right on it."
>He walks back towards the cafe and struggles to open the door.
"Maybe this wasn't the best idea."
>"Nah. If you stick around long enough the ponies will get used to you."
"So, I noticed marks on Bon Bon's flanks this morning. They looked like little pieces of wrapped candy. Why are those there?"
>"Well, if you haven't noticed, everypony has one. Its called a 'cutie mark' and it represents our special talent."
"Interesting name. So I'm assuming Bon Bon's has something to do with candy. And whats yours?"
>"I play the lyre."
"You're a musician? I thought you'd be a mythologist after how you acted last night."
>"Yep. I usually just play background music at fancy restaurants, but sometimes I participate in something larger. In fact, I need to tune my lyre for a job tonight."
>The same waiter returned with a couple of cups with straws coming out of them on a tray. He could barely balance them as he approached us. "Here y-you go. E-enjoy."
>"I need to get going. We're going to have to take these to go." She places a few golden things that look like coins on the table. "Keep the change."
>You grabbed your hayshake and got up. Lyra did the same but with magic, and you left.

>About ten minutes later, you're sitting in the living room listening to the faint notes of Lyra's lyre through the ceiling while sipping on a hayshake. It isn't bad, but its only making you hungry.
>Bon Bon had already gone to sleep.
>You run out of hayshake and get up to throw it away.
>It takes you a minute to find the trashcan, but you do.
>After you tho it away, you see Lyra heading for the door with a small grin on her face.
"Hey Lyra."
>"Whats up, Anon?"
"I was wondering if I could go to the restaurant with you."
>"Why? You getting hungry?"
"That, and I kinda want to hear you play."
>"Well I was just practicing, why didn't you ask then?"
"I had a hayshake to keep me distracted."
>"Well-" she hovers a few coins over to you "-I don't have a problem with it. But I want something in return from you."
"Yeah, sure. What do you want?"
>"I'll tell you after my performance."
>The two of you head out the door again. This time Lyra had a black case with her lyre inside in tow.
>You follow her half way across town to the restaurant, where she gets you in after a little talking.
>A waiter joined you, this one much less nervous than the one at the cafe, who led you to a seat.
>Lyra went over to the stage where a gray mare was packing up what looked like a cello.
>You saw the two exchange a few words before the gray one went for the exit and Lyra began to set up.
>"Ahem. What would you like to drink sir?"
>The waiter must have been standing there the whole time.
"Oh, sorry. Just a glass of water will be fine."
>He places a menu in front of you. "Very well, sir."

>The waiter left you to go get your glass of water and you began to notice an uncomfortable feeling.
>The seating was a bit too small for you here.
>It wasn't a problem at the cafe because the seats were just bales of hay, but here they had actual seats.
>You adjusted yourself to be as comfortable as possible.
>It made you look a bit odd, but you are already an unknown creature so it wouldn't make much of a difference.
>You open the menu and start to go through the selections.
>That's when you realize that the ponies don't eat meat.
>Looks like a major change is about to occur in your diet.
>At least they have rice and beans for your protein.
>There's a clunk sound as the waiter places your water on the table.
>"Are you ready to order sir?"
"Umm... yeah I'll have the rice and beans with a side salad."
>"Very good sir. I'll be back with your order shortly."
>He walks off towards the kitchen to place your order.
>You begin to hear a few musical notes.
>You think, "is that Lyra? That musics beautiful."
>Sure enough, your suspicions are confirmed with a glance around the room.
>Lyra is playing her golden lyre on the small stage in the center of the room.
>You sit there for a minute with your eyes closed, enjoying the relaxing melody.
>"Your food sir."
>You quickly open your eyes and sit up a little bit.
"Thank you."
>The waiter walks over to the next new guest and begins to take their order.
>You dig into your meal without hesitation, you were starving.
>You try to slow down some so that you're not just sitting there for however long Lyra was supposed to be playing.
>Even with your efforts to slow down, it only takes you about fifteen minutes to finish off the meal.
>Fortunately Lyra explained to the waiter that he can't leave until she does, or else they would probably try to kick you out.
>After a few minutes of lounging around and listening to the music, the waiter returns to take your empty plates.
>He leaves behind a tab that says the meal will cost him seventeen 'bits'. That must be what those golden coins are called.
>Lyra had given you twenty, so you just place them all there for the waiter.
>Eventually he returns for the bill, but he says nothing as he takes it.

>You sit there for about forty five minutes before Lyra finishes.
>She packed up and came over to you.
"You only play for an hour?"
>"Its all they need and they pay quite a bit for that hour."
"You would think they'd want you to play more with that musical talent."
>"Thanks Anon, but there are other ponies around here who are just as talented, if not more so, and also need the bits. Just like that mare who played before me."
"So what is it that you wanted?"
>"I'll tell you once we get back home."
"You sure about that? I'm starting to feel that you're never going to tell me," you say as you get up
>"Well lets go then so I can tell you, just let me collect my pay first."
>On the way out Lyra is handed a medium-sized bag of bits
>The streets are dark and, for the most part, devoid of ponies.
>A few houses have their lights on, but its obvious that most have long fallen asleep.
>The town is nearly dead silent at night, save the occasional cricket.
>You look up to see a full moon, surrounded by millions of tiny stars.
>The sky is always so beautiful here.
>As you continue to walk and stargaze, you trip stumble over a small rock.
>Lyra just giggles a little, but says nothing of it.
>You eventually reach the house, and it would seem that Bon Bon is still asleep.
"So Lyra, what is it that you want."
>"Well... you know how you saved Rarity earlier?"
"Yeah?"
>"Well, I... I kinda want you to pet me like you did her," she says, looking down and slowly kicking a hoof with a little bit pink on her cheeks.

"Is that it? Of course I will Lyra, you took me in when most others would either run away or attack me."
>She blushes a little more at that.
"C'mon, lets go over to the couch."
>You sit down and pat the couch cushion, motioning for her to jump up.
>She obliges and sits next to you on her haunches legs, facing you.
>You reach your hand back behind her ear and begin to lightly scratch.
>She closes her eyes and smiles while moving her front hooves a little further in front of her.
>After a few minutes of scratching her ear, you move your hand up to the top of her head and begin run your fingers through her mane.
>This time, she lays down and rests her head on your lap.
>Her eyes are still closed and a little smile still graces her face.
>You keep petting her, but now your stroking her neck once you get through her mane.
>You can feel the heat from her head on your lap.
>You can see her chest slowly expanding and contracting with each breath she takes.
>At this point your running your hand down her whole back, applying a little pressure against her soft coat.
>This goes on for about another fifteen minutes until your hear her emit a small snore.
>She had fallen asleep in your arms.
>You can't help but look at her back and smile. She is too cute.
>Eventually, you rest your hand on her back between her shoulder blades and slowly doze off with a smile plastered on your face.