dimension hop 3

>Well shit.
>Your everything is still sore from your unplanned trip to Tartarus.
>But you don’t let it get to you…
>Since you were already out for a day.
>Waking up and finding an entire day wasted did not sit well with you.
>So you decided to give your dimensional efforts another try.
>The chat sits empty, only a few names are present, none of them identifiable.
>In your other messenger you find a message titled "from Lyra"
>>Yo, boots, Lyra was on, but you missed her by minutes. again. In my opinion, you should probably just give it up. she's interested in humans, sure, but I don't believe she's that interested in YOU. But it ain't my place to judge, so whatever. She said she likes long walks in the park, ice cream and watching movies. wasnt the question I asked, but she said it.In answer to your question you had me relay (as if your useless ass can't just ask her yourself. so she's in another time zone? who gives a crap. try harder) she doesn't know her dimension's axis location-y coordinate things.
"Thanks a lot."
>That guy. why were you even friends with him?
>Fuck SpiritChild and his stupid opinions.
>Since you have Tartarus' Dim Coord, you lock it.
>Shame you couldn't save any of the Anonymous still in there, but you weren't about to free Molestia to get them out.
>Speaking of, that handful of Tartarian salt you had is gone.
>It poofed, not that you noticed, when you exited the portal.
>Important point? No.
>You jump.
>The familiar sight of P0nyville envelops your view as you land.
>Well, goin down da checklist.
>Internet?
>...you didn't pack your laptop this time.
>Lyra check.
>It's pretty safe to assume you're going to be doing this over and over again, at least 70 more times.
>Don't ask where you got that number.
>I didn't, brain.
"Criminy, I must be getting lonely; most conversation I have is with myself!"
>You peer about, looking for ponies to ask.
>The whole town is mysteriously absent.
>You spy a Doctor Whooves sitting around
"Excuse me, where did all the ponies go?"
>"Oh, you didn't know? They're celebrating their time off."
"Time off?"
>"Well yes, when a story is completed, they no longer need keep up the act of interaction and relax. Acting's a tough world you know."
"So what'd they finish doing that they have time off?"
>"Something about a Daema or something. All I know is that the cast party is next week."
"Huh, I don't know what that's about, but send my congrats."
>"Will do, human."
>You jump.
>As you enter the next world, you can practically feel the noir dripping off of it.
>No seriously, though. Noir changes the world's color. Everything is gritty.
>You see a human walk into a bar.
>The other ponies don't pay you mind much, so you also go into the bar, trying not to let this human notice you.
>"...Remind her about how her daughter was brutally murdered today."
>Jesus, what?
>Listening in, you discern that Dinky Hooves was murdered.
>Really you were just interested in this human, and wanted to investigate, but that's some dark shit.
>Your morbid curiosity wants to see it through to the end, and see her murderer avenged!
>...but you gotta go.
>You jump.
>As you land this time, something is off.
>Time appears to be stopped.
>Is this the fate of discontinued stories?
>You hope not.
>Walking about you eventually find a human with a small clover, frozen in conversation with Pinkie Pie
"A shame he'll never see how it ends."
>You jump.
>As you land you find a human waiting for you.
>"Finally, Anonymous has entered the building."
"Saywut."
>"Name's Anonymous. I'm not really here to talk. My usual fare is a...fight to the death."
"Really? Why don't you just live out your life in a fulfilling manner instead? I'm not here for a fight, but I took on the demon of lust a few days ago, I'm sure I can handle you."
>"Excellent. Give me all you've got!"
>He rushes towards you much faster than a human should.
>Holy dick, this guy's broke like Metaknight!
>You leap away just in time to get a follow up boot to the head.
>As you skid across the ground he walks over to you calmly and lifts you with a single hand.
>"Least you can do is put up a fight man! Or at least tell me your name so I can put it on your gravestone before I reincarnate to the next world!"
>Dis nigga serious? Reincarnating?
"What."
>He throws you over his shoulder, and you Jump back to the point of entry for this world, right side up, of course.
>"There we go! I'm just getting warmed up!"
>He punches and kicks like it's a streetfighter tournament.
>You block him, but each hit chips at your defense, until it's no use to block.
>You try to dodge but he trips you instead.
>You cough as he aims a hand towards you.
>You grab it and pull yourself off.
>...you just fell for it.
>Shut up brain.
>"Shoryuken, bitch!"
>He uppercuts you across the jaw the second he has you upright, then catches you to keep you from falling over again.
>"I expected more from this world's human!"
"I don't even know if I belong here, you crazy mother fucker!"
>He stops, releasing you and taking a few steps back.
>"Really?"
"Yeah, I'm moving between dimensions to find an Equestria with the P0nynet."
>"Good luck and much LOVE dude. I ain't heard of that in any of the worlds I've seen."
>You leave this insane homicidal maniac and jump
>Well you're going to be a bit bruised, but it's nothing compared with Tartarus and Molestia.
>And you only had to deal with that for a few minutes!
>You land.
>Noone's here.
>Checklisting again: Internet/P0nynet, Lyra, and of course: Human check. Her world lacked humans, so if you saw one, it's probably best you just left.
>As you make your way into P0nyville proper, you see...humans?
>Tons of em.
>Winged ones, normal ones and ...elves?
>As you walk around, no-one pays you any mind.
>But the town is the same, and there isn't hide or hair of anyp0ny!
>...wait a second, you tryin to cheat me again?
>One human looks like Applejack...kinda.
>Hat, apple pyramid on her clothes...
>And behind her is a Pink haired angel with yellow wings.
>Ok, yeah, this is humanized Equestria.
>At least you can get checked up on by a doctor or something here...until they notice you lack money.
>You sigh, shaking your head, and jump.
>You land, and hear a shriek immediately.
>Quickly turning to face it, you smile.
>Lyra is behind you, a look of pure glee on her face.
"Lyra?"
>She faints.
>Bonbon is right next to her, staring in shock at you.
>"How do you...know Lyra?"
"Well I know A Lyra. Might not be her. You need help with her?"
>"No, no, I got her. You...just stay over there."
>She leaves, Lyra draped across her back.
>So you wait.
>And you wait.
>You continue to wait inbetween houses until nightfall, when your growling stomach has had about all it can take.
"Man, I should have at least packed some carrots or something-I'm starved..."
>"Ah, you're still here."
>Bonbon has returned, and looks confused and intrigued.
>"And you don't look too good. I'm uh...sorry for making you wait. Suprised Twilight and Company hasn't found you yet."
>You chuckle.
"Hehe, yeah. She's usually on top of all P0nyville points of interest and events...or so I've heard."
>"Let me make it up to you, come on back to me and Lyra's place for tonight, I'll fix you up something to eat. And bandage you up too; you get in a fight?"
"More like a beatdown that I escaped, but yeah. Some humans are crazy."
>Well it looks like you finally made it.
>"Welcome to our humble abode! Well, it's really Lyra's place, but I've been helping with the bills so she insists it's 'ours' instead of hers."
"So how's Lyra doing?"
>"Ah, she's fine. So, you're a human, huh? Lyra talks about you nonstop."
"Me personally?"
>"No. She's just crazy about humans, y'know?"
>Bonbon walks into the kitchen and comes back with a plate of steamed carrots and broccoli.
>"Sorry if they're cold, but we ate earlier. Lyra didn't come back for you herself because she thought she was dreaming."
"Thanks."
>Chowing down on the definitely cold veggies, you wonder exactly what Lyra's personality is like. SpiritChild's message said long walks at the park and icecream, but that's far too typical. You knew she liked humans and was at least friends with Bonbon.
>Man, you're getting far too nervous.
>Just gotta calm down and finish eating.
>"Sooo...you seeing anyp0ny?"
>You choke on the piece you were eating, bits of it resurfacing onto the plate.
"N-no...I'm single. Why?"
>"Oh, you know. No reason."
>No reason your pasty white ass!
>You finish eating in silence, and hand back the plate when you're done.
"Thanks, it was pretty good."
>"Ah, well I made it myself!"
>Well back to supposition...no, wait! You had Lyra's friend RIGHT HERE. You could ask her yourself!
"So what's Lyra like?"
>"Oh, well, she plays the lyre, researches bipedal and ancient races, and is obsessed with the concept of humans...but I get the feeling you already knew that."
>You nod and motion for her to continue.
>"Well she's a real sweet mare, a bit of a sweet tooth for cake and hard candy, my specialty by the way, pretty hardworking and caring. She's a real friend though, looks out for me all the time. Not that I can't look out for myself, it's just nice when you can depend on a friend, y'know?"
>Wow, Lyra looking out for Bonbon?
> Parallel dimension, ell oh ell! Jump now!
>Joking aside, you smile and let her continue uninterrupted.
>"Well I've always been looking for some...one special to bring into my life, strong and dependable, kind and caring, loyal and honest..."
>It's like a mane six roll call up in here.
>"...unique and male. And I was hoping, if you don't take offense...that you might wanna go out? You don't seem that bad, and you're pretty attractive."
>Say what now? That conversation turned awkward in the amount of tie it takes to decide to have spaghetti for dinner.
>You would spit take if you could.
>But you just sit there, staring.
>She blushes and breaks eye contact.
>"I'm sorry, we've only just met. I don't really know anything about you, but i think I'd like to...so what do you say?"
>You're kinda stunned. In the chats, Lyra was always doting on this one Anon, and you were ignored. By the time you could pull your sorry behind through dimensions, she was never around to talk to.
>While Lyra probably wasn't interested in you, like SpiritChild warned, you'd rather not take the chance and split up her and her best friend.
"I'm afraid I'll have to decline you offer for now. I'm not really situated yet, or comfortable with the idea of dating Lyra's friend."
>"Oh, I understand..."
>Bonbon sits sullenly, and a soft clip clop from the stairs signal Lyra's entrance.
>"Oh. My. Gosh! He's real! Bonbon, you weren't kidding! He's a real looker!"
>Now it's your turn to blush.
"Name's Anonymous, miss Heartstrings."
>You extend a hand.
>She looks at it from several angles before shaking it in her hooves.
>"And you already know me! Lyra Heartstrings! Wow Bonbon, the specimen can talk in perfect Equestrian! And it even knows some social clues! Fascinating!"
>What kind of welcome is that? It? Specimen?
>Weren't you just a 'he' a few seconds ago? Suddenly sciencepeak.
>"Well, it appears the specimen is male, adult. Human with short mane and unusual garb. Fully clothed, either from societal tendencies or from weather. Could you ask it which it is?"
>Bonbon glances at you, her disappointment still weighing her face down.
>"Do you wear clothes because it's cold?"
"Why won't she ask me herself?"
>"Subject knows sarcasm. Advanced well in language and takes offence easily."
>You're beginning to think that this dimension really is the wrong one.
"You don't have the P0nynet, do you?"
>"Never heard of a P0nynet before, Anon. Listen, I'm really sorry for Lyra's behavious, I mean: she just gets like this when she's in the zone. She's usually much nicer."
>"Ah yes, in the zone, Bonbon, like how this balding ape descendant was 'macking' on you, stealing you away from me."
>Lyra, previously in a facade of ignorance, is sounding pretty mad now.
>You've half a mind to just up and ditch...
>But Bonbon...
>You sigh.
>"Lyra! He was not! He just turned me down!"
>"This jerk has the gall to pop in unannounced, being the biggest find in my career, adn then uses his knowledge of dating to get you to like him even more! He put you down gently, that means he really likes you!"
>You almost speak up, but think.
>Yeah, you kinda do like this Bonbon. She's got a pretty gentle side compared to most versions of her.
>Namely Bon Bon the Destroyer. But still.
>The only thing stopping you from leaving really IS Bonbon. And you know it...so why can't you defend yourself?
>"Come on, Lyra, be reasonable!"
>"I AM being reasonable, Bonny! It's this punk who isn't reasonable! Stop being an idiot trying to defend such a self-absorbed as-"
"Ok, that's enough!"
>You've had enough of this midday tv drama.
"Yeah, I like Bonbon. This Bonbon. I met another Lyra online and came across the dimensions to visit. But you? You're a disgrace to the kind mare I met. And from the sounds of it, you don't even deserve Bonbon either!"
>Lyra gasps, and then twists her face in rage.
"You're possessive and vindictive, and you won't even listen to her!"
>"DON'T YOU TALK TO ME ABOUT BONBON, I LOVE HER!"
>Silence.
>...wow. You weren't actually expecting...that.
>Well, sometimes they're in lesbians with each other, but they're usually just friends, like these two, but with personalities reversed.
>"I'm sorry."
>Lyra rushes up the stairs, half blushing and half crying.
>"Lyra wait!"
>Bonbon starts after her, but stops.
"No, go ahead. I'll show myself out. Still got to find the right Equestria, after all."
>"Well thank you for stopping by, I wish you well with your Lyra, if this one's any indicator."
>You chuckle.
"I think I know how it's gonna turn out. Bye Bonbon, and good luck with your friend's feelings."
>"Yeah...I mean...being male doesn't have to be a requirement in my special somp0ny, right?"
>A nervous laugh escapes her lips as she starts up the stairs.
"No it doesn't."
>You jump.
>You don't have the heart to keep at it for the night.
>You land back at home, feeling kind of bad.
>Your arrival caused quite a bit of grief between two good friends.
>How many other times has your unexplained arrival done more harm than good?
>These thoughts and more plague your dreams as you sleep.