UNTITLED

>The birds were chirping.
>The weather was pristine and gorgeous.
>And the air was carrying extra pep for today it seemed like.
>BonBon was busy admiring the clouds from her kitchen window.
>She adored these lovely Spring days.
>Even more so since she knew that tonight was a night she had been waiting all week for.
>It was date night with her lovely, yet headache inducing girlfriend, Lyra Heartstrings.
>Lyra had promised her a romantic dinner out under the stars this evening.
>And one of BonBon's favorite things to do was enjoy freshly cooked food.
>Especially under the beautiful moonlight.
>It was supposed to be a full-moon tonight as well.
>All the stars were aligning in that this might be the best date night BonBon and Lyra have ever had.
>Putting a potholder in her mouth she gently opened the door to her small oven.
>The smell of fresh sweet rolls filled BonBon's kitchen.
>They were her speciality.
>Every one went weak in the knees when they got a whiff of BonBon's sweet rolls.
>She muffled hummed a small tune as she took the tray from the oven.
>And placed them on a nearby plate to cool.
>She put the potholder back up on the wall hook.
>And turned back around to admire her crafts of delicacy.
>Golden-brown outer crusts filled with a swirl of sweet chocolate, cinnamon, and a little special ingredient.
>Passed down in BonBon's family from generation to generation
>They were like the small, edible children to BonBon.
>She was extremely proud of how they turned out.

 >Still admiring her rolls, BonBon noticed how they appeared to be growing smaller.
>As was her counter.
>And even her fridge.
>She was on the verge of freaking out.
>Until she noticed how she felt the ground under her hooves.
>An unamused expression appeared on her face.
>"Surprise!" came a bubbly voice from behind BonBon
>BonBon exhaled through her nose.
>"Lyra, you know I hate it when you use magic t-tooooooh~" BonBon's train of thought cut off abruptly.
>Silky soft smoothness rubbed against her back in circular motions.
>Kneading her like bread dough.
>"Mmmmmm" BonBon purred happily.
>"Annnnnnd, I got you a special something" Lyra levitated a bag in front of BonBon.
>She opened her eyes and let out a small gasp.
>"Oaty-Crunch!?"
>"But-But I thought they only sold this in Manehattan now?" Lyra continued her massage.
>"Well...let's just say I have my ways"
>The massaging sensation stopped as BonBon heard the sound of light clops against the floor.
>"And, I knew that would make you smile" Lyra spoke as she wrapped her front leg around BonBon.
>"Dawww, you're such a sweetheart sometimes Lyra" BonBon's tone content as she nuzzled against Lyra's fuzzy cheek.
>"Oh, I made sweet rolls for tonight!" she gestured towards the kitchen.
>"But, I guess I can let you have one or two before dinner" BonBon smiled at Lyra's warm face.
>Without a minute even passing by, Lyra instantly replied back with.
>"Nah, but thanks for offering"
>Inside of BonBon's head alarm bells, whistles, and flags of all kind were exploding with panic.
>First Lyra's special back rubs, then her finding her favorite food, and now not going crazy on her sweet rolls?
>BonBon squinted her eyes and scowled.
>"...What did you do?" she said annoyed.

>Lyra scrunched her mouth in response as her eyes widened.
>"I have no idea what you're talking about" her eyes darted back and forth.
>"I'm just saving my appettite for tonight!"
>"Lots of yummy food I have planned oh yes, mmmm." Lyra nervously rambled as she rubbed her tummy with her front leg.
>BonBon's incredulous glare not letting up one bit.
>"I usually have to kick you out of the kitchen several times when I make my sweet rolls"
>Sweat was starting to drip down the front of Lyra's face.
>"Haha, I guess I've just learned my lesson about that haven't I BonBon?" Lyra's smile obviously forced.
>BonBon practically bumped her nose against Lyra's as she was staring deep into her bright, yellow eyes
>Lyra's mouth quivered somewhat.
>She gulped, loudly.
>Silence slipped between the two like a shadow through a crack in a door.
>"...Did I ever tell you, you have beautiful eyes?" Lyra said with a tone of desperation on her breath.
>She anxiously giggled.
>Staring to the floor and letting out her infamous "Lyra's about to get a firm talking to" sigh.
>BonBon was getting into position.
>But a yelp broke her out of her stance.
>"Okay!"
>"I'll talk, I'll talk!
>"Just don't lecture me!"
>BonBon looked over to Lyra and found her cowering on the floor.
>Hooves over her head as if she were preparing for the sun to drop on her head.
>BonBon rolled her eyes at Lyra's melodramatic performance.
>Lyra got back into standing position, but she wasn't meeting BonBon's eyes.
>She anxiously rubbed her left leg with her right.
>"Lyra...what did you do?" BonBon spoke to calm her nerves and to get to the bottom of this.
>Sort of like a parent scolding a child.
>"Oh jeez, you didn't burn another one of Twilight's books again did you?" her voice annoyed.
>Lyra's frown widened.
>"No...and I didn't burn it...it just got scorched...all over...into ashes" Lyra's mouth scrunched tighter.
>She shook her head.

>"Then tell me what you did Lyra" she wanted to stamp her hoof down for emphasis.
>But, BonBon was trying to keep her anger in check.
>For Lyra's sake.
>Lyra looked up to BonBon with a guilty look in her eyes.
>She knew that was BonBon's weakness, but she had to stand firm.
>"...You know how tonight is date night?" Lyra began.
>BonBon raised an eyebrow in confusion.
>"Yeeees?"
>Lyra kicked the ground lightly not saying another word.
>"...Hypothetically, how mad would you be if I may have accidentally invited...somepony to join us?"
>An image of the sun expanding and absorbing the entire universe in a white hot inferno flashed into BonBon's head.
>"I'd get over it" BonBon's eye twitched.
>"But, that depends on who you "hypothetically" invited to, our, special, date, night" each word emphasised for good measure.
>Lyra absentmindly clicked her front hooves together
>The sound of BonBon's teeth grinding made her even more anxious.
>"Wellllllllll..." but before Lyra could get another word out.
>The front door of their house was knocked open by a burst of confetti and balloons.
>And in cartwheeled a familar pink blur.
>Pinkie Pie.

>"Whooooooooooose ready for a super fabulous best friends night picnic?!" she hopped over and shouted.
>Straight into BonBon's ear.
>Stewing around in her heart as she could feel her blood pressure rising.
>"Hehe, surprise" Lyra weakily said trying not to agitate BonBon further.
>BonBon gave a cold stare she shared between Pinkie and Lyra.
>Bits of confetti were being pulled from her mane as Lyra gently brushed it with her front leg.
>Lyra knew that BonBon was passed the point of no return.
>She was beyond upset that she was living right on disappointment boulevard.
>Population, her.
>"Look, I know you're upset"
>"That's not the word I'd use, but go on" BonBon interjected
>But, my heart was in the right place."
>"And isn't that what really matters?
>BonBon blinked her eyes at Lyra.
>Not even dignifying what she said with even a sigh.
>"I love you?"
>Again, nothing but a blink.
>Lyra's face fell defeated.
>"Why so glum my minty chum?" Pinkie popped up beside Lyra.
>Wrapping her hooves around her neck in a hug.
>She looked over to BonBon and was met by her discerning gaze.
>She pointed her head over to the door.
>Lyra shut her eyes and sighed.
>"Pinkie..."
>She looked up into Lyra's eyes with that innocent smile full of glee.

"Hey Lyra, you alright?"
>"Oh Anon! I didn't see you there."
"Well yeah it looks like you were spacing out."
>"Heh sorry, I just thinking about you actually."
"Oh really?"
>"Yeah."
"Why?"
>"Because I'm worried..."
"About?"
>"Worried that when time moves on you'll forget about me."
"Now why would yo-"
>"Or even when you die, we'll never get to see each other."
"Lyra..."
>"I-I'm sorry. It's just I know you care about me a lot and I know how much you want to be with me. I'm afraid that you'll live your life always anticipating and when its over there will be just... Nothing."
"I guess we all just won't know until then huh?"
>"Why wait? There could be so much more you could be experiencing without me."
"You're right."
>"..."
"But I still haven't given up on you."
>"Why?"
"I guess that's what it means to have faith. Sure it could be fruitless in the end but that doesn't mean the times I do think about you make it any less enjoyable."
>"I just want you to live your life."
"I am. Just with you on my mind. Much like you are thinking about me in yours."
>"Don't you think that's a bit weird."
"Of course, very much so. But this is the path that I chose for myself. After all I'm not the only one."
>"They sure do love me huh?"
"Yes they do. And I hope that they all have a their own Lyra they could love."
>"I sure hope so."
"But you know what?"
>"Hm?"
"Even if they never will, I'm sure they never regretted meeting you. You did play a role in their lives after all."
>"I did?"
"Yes, even if it was so little. Now would stop worrying?"
>"Yes. Thanks Anon."
"Anytime."
>"I think its about time you should wake up."
"Damn really?! It felt like I just closed my eyes not that long ago."
>"Sleep does that sometimes."
"And it sucks when it does."
>"I'm sure we'll see each again soon."
"We will."
>"Take care Anon."
"You too Lyra."

>"You remember how I said you could come to dinner with us tonight?" Lyra's eyes were disheartened.
>Pinkie squeaked happily.
>"Of course I remember silly!"
>"I've been so super duper extra excited for it all day!" She bounced higher and higher with each word.
>"...About that" Lyra's tone was like ice down Pinkie's back.
>She stopped cold mid-hop.
>Her lower lip pouted out as her eyes shimmered with tears.
>Lyra felt like she just crushed all of Pinkie's hopes and dreams.
>"Ummmmm..." her nervous eyes glanced back over to BonBon.
>She gave her a "hurry it up" gesture.
>Pinkie's whimper drew Lyra attention back towards her.
>"Me and BonBon were..." she couldn't finish her sentence
>"Were wondering..."
>She took a deep breath.
>"If you liked chocolate or strawberry frosting on your sweet rolls?"
>Pinkie's excitment bubbled back up as she squee'd
>"Why not a little bit of both?" she suggested.
>"Pinkie, you're a genius." Lyra smiled warmly at her.
>She wrapped her in a Pinkie Pie tight hug.
>Lyra suddenly remembered about the other pony in the room.
>Her eyes anxiously wandered over to BonBon.
>To say she was mad would have been an insult to mad people.
>She gave Lyra the "You are weak" look.
>Scowling as she did.

>Lyra turned her head to stare at a nearby wall.
>Pinkie was still giving her death-grip hug.
>Sweat started to drop down the sides of Lyra's head.
>She had to think of a way to make this either all better or a way to spontaneously break all her legs.
>Both options had their pros and cons.
>While deep in thought she felt a slight force pushing on her chest.
>The ground was moving beneath her hooves.
>Surprised, she quickly glanced around and noticed two cream colored hooves moving her slowly into the kitchen.
>"Pinkie, would you kindly excuse us?"
>"I need to talk to Lyra here for just a minute."
>BonBon turned her head towards Lyra and continued her glare.
>"Alone" she said with a finality of somepony who was about to lay down the law.
>Reactively, Lyra's ears flopped downwards as she gulped.
>Soon she felt the sturdy, cold tile of their kitchen floor under her hooves.
>Her demise was close at hoof.
>"Now, BonBo-" Lyra was cut off by BonBon's front leg shushing her.
>She lowered her leg back to the floor.
>Still wearing that icy, glare and neutral face.
>BonBon sighed as she took a breather before starting back in on Lyra.
>"Eight" BonBon stated.
>Lyra tilted her head at what BonBon just said.
>"That's how many of our dates Pinkie's ruined"
>Lyra's eyes widen for a second as she feels a strong kick in her gut.

>Not quite believing what BonBon was saying.
>"...Surely it couldn't have been that man-" BonBon practically shoved a picture in her face.
>Looking over it, memories started to resurface in Lyra's brain.
>It was their romantic hay-ride last Nightmare Night.
>But it didn't turn out to be very romantic when Pinkie thought that part was optional.
>A hay covered and extremely annoyed BonBon next to a sheepishly grinning Lyra was what the picture captured.
>As Pinkie danced around the hay cart.
>Causing a ruckus.
>Tossing what appeared to be pumpkin pies.
>"Maybe telling her to go crazy with all those pies around was a bad idea..." BonBon put the picture away.
>She shoved a new one in front of Lyra's guilty eyes.
>A fancy, dining room interior with an embarrassed BonBon hiding her face.
>With Pinkie and her party cannon dancing on the tabletop.
>While Lyra trying not to laugh, but failing miserably.
>"There wasn't a "No cannons allowed" sign heh-heh"
>Remaining stoic and squinting even harder now.
>BonBon slowly lifted another photo in front of Lyra.
>It took her a minute to recognize the setting.
>Small, round, and brown tables.
>Ponies sitting on cushions.
>Pinkie being the only one laughing.
>"...Oh" Lyra felt like she was hit upside the head with a shovel.
>"This was last week at the comedy club wasn't it?" Lyra nervously looked towards BonBon.
>She struck her again with the shovel of bluntness.
>Her eyes the deliverer.
>Lyra's head the target.

>Averting her eyes to the floor.
>A balloon of sadness welled up in Lyra's chest.
>"What do all these pictures have in common Lyra?" BonBon's voice as unamused as her face.
>Still looking towards the floor, Lyra racked her brain for a reply that wouldn't result in an ass chewing.
>"Uhhh, Pinkie?" Lyra gave another weak smile towards BonBon
>If there was a contest for hardcore stares in Equestria, BonBon would certainly be at least top five.
>Six if you count Derpy on her off days.
>"You're half right"
>She placed the photo on the dining room table.
>"But, why was Pinkie there in the first place?" she slightly growled.
>Lyra's ears flopped faster than a fat pony diving into a pool.
>She vividly remembered that evening.
>The new comedy club was having it's weekly open mic night.
>It was something her and BonBon had been looking forward to all week.
>Just a chance to relax and laugh and enjoy each other's company.
>Until she ran into Pinkie earlier that day.
>*Gasp!*
>"You guys are heading to the comedy club tonight too?!" Pinkie hopped in place
>"Heh, yeah!" Lyra whinned a little.
>"BonBon and I have been looking for something new to do ever since Grease Pits closed up."
>Pinkie looked at Lyra kind of strange, but shook her head back to full smiles.
>"Hehe, yeah, my sister Maud is going to be one of newcomers tonight!" she cartwheeled around Lyra.
>Ignoring Lyra's previous comment.
>"She's going to put the "fun" in "tickling your funny bone" I just know it!"
>Pinkie suddenly stopped in mid-wheel and practically flew over into Lyra's face zone.
>"I just got an amazingly awesome idea!"
>"What if you, me, and BonBon all sit together?"
>Pinkie wrapped her hooves around herself.
>"Triple the support! Pinkie flashed a smile at Lyra.
>Lyra brought her front leg up to her mouth and pondered.
>"Uhh, well Pinks, I'm pretty sure BonBon just wanted this to be a me and her thing tonight"
>Pinkie's mane deflated a smidgen.

>She whimpered and groveled over to Lyra's hooves.
>Showing off her big, sky blue eyes.
>Looking up to Lyra.
>"Uhhhhhhh..." Lyra was at a loss for words.
>Pinkie whimpered and whined some more.
>"BonBon's going to kill me"
>And judging by how BonBon is currently glaring at her.
>She wasn't wrong.
>Back in the present and out of Lyra's thoughts.
>BonBon was still waiting for the second half to Lyra's answer.
>"...It's not my fault I'm a sucker for a girl with big blue eyes?" Lyra timidly grinned and awkwardly let out a laugh.
>BonBon let out a dejected sigh.
>"Lyra, you gotta learn how to be firm with Pinkie" lectured BonBon.
>In response, Lyra started to rub the front of her leg guiltly.
>"I know she's one of your best friends Lyra, but you need to draw the line with her" BonBon stamped her hoof down lightly.
>Lyra nodded her head, defeated.
>"I'm sorry BonBon, I just really hate saying no to Pinkie"
>BonBon put a hoof on Lyra's shoulder.
>"She's a big pony Lyra, she can handle it"
>And with that, BonBon lovingly wrapped Lyra up in a warm embrace.

>Lyra smiled and returned it.
>Playfully smacking Lyra on the thigh
>BonBon states with confidence
>"Now go get her you silly filly!" BonBon booped Lyra's nose.
>Giggling, Lyra stood up straight and firm.
>Fierce conviction was present in her eyes.
>She was going to get something done.
>And that something was sitting in her living room.
>"Be right back" Lyra said proudly.
>BonBon nodded her head and smiled at Lyra's sudden burst of bravery.
>"I knew she could do it"
>"She just needed a kick in the butt is all" BonBon thought.
Later that night.
>"...I should have kicked her harder" BonBon grimaced.
>Pinkie was being her usual spaz self and flipping up and around.
>Ruining the atmosphere of the beautiful moon-lit night.
>Meanwhile was trying to hide her face in BonBon's sweet rolls.
>"There's -gulp- always next date night right Bon?" Lyra said with a mouthful.
>Spitting crumbs out on BonBon's face.
>"Yes Lyra, next date night" BonBon sighed.
>Curse Lyra's weak, but big heart.

The End