Lyra's Unusual Exploits

"LYYYYYRAAAAAAA!"
>The delightful tones of your housemate's apocalyptic rage must mean that you're Lyra Heartstrings, Ponyville's premiere Human Expert
>They're real, you swear
>At least, you're pretty sure you're a human expert, especially since that's the only way you can really describe this thing that attached itself to you a few days ago out of nowhere
>It's silvery-white, adorned with black gladiator-like gloves, sandals, and some sort of waistcloth
>Its face is unlike anything you've ever seen except in your dreams: mostly flat with prominent cheekbones and catlike eyes and ears, and a narrow pointed nose
>But its extremities are the most interesting part
>Elongated like a monkey's arms and legs, ending in tapered fingers and toes capable of easily manipulating objects, and breathtaking in their complexity
>And as you have just learned, very, very explosive
>Seriously, all you did was have it pick up one of your scarves from across the living room and then BOOM, the couch was scattered across the front of the house
>You're not even sure how it happened, just that in the space of about two seconds the couch exploded and so did Bon Bon
>Bon Bon's temper, that is
>Celestia above, that was an awful joke
>"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY COUCH!?"
>Oh yeah, Bon Bon's still here
"Oh uh, y'know. Nothin' much Bonnie. I was just uh... foolin' around."
>Your housemate whips her head around so fast she could've caused a sonic rainboom
>"JUST 'FOOLING AROUND,' HUH? YOU BLEW UP MY FUCKING COUCH LYRA!"
>The cat-human thing just hovers there lazily, keeping a cold eye on the enraged mare in front of you both
>"AND YOU!"
>Bon Bon points directly at your new companion
>"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING THINK I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, YOU LITTLE FREAK! YOU DID THIS DIDN'T YOU?"
"Holy Celestia Bonnie, you can see that thing? Nopony else can."
>Her gaze like a laser, Bon Bon makes eye contact with you
>"Of course I know what it is Lyra, I've got one of my own."



Super Serious Continuation
"You... you what?"
>One of her own?
"Are there other things like this? Other beings that nopony can see?"
>Something shimmers behind your housemate, something powerful
>Your invisible thing tenses up
>Nothing changes on the surface, but you can feel something from within it, a kind of fear or terror
>"...Yeah. When did yours show up?"
"Um, just a day or two ago, but it comes and goes as it pleases, and it never really sticks around when you show up. Not until now, anyway."
>Suddenly the cat-man zips behind you, cowering away from Bon Bon's mysterious power
"Bonnie, what's that thing behind you? And is there like a catch-all term for these things? I don't wanna keep calling 'em 'things'."
>Bon Bon turns away, talking at the wall as though she can't bring herself to look at you
>"...They're called Stands. Being chosen by one is both a blessing and a curse, and I'd hoped to not have to subject you to the pain of being a Stand wielder."
>Stands, huh? Sounds interesting
>"I used my powers for the government for a few years. Managed to save a hell of a lot of ponies. But no matter where I turned, there were always more Stand users trying to fight me. I couldn't take it anymore so I moved out here, moved in with somepony who'd never even met me before, and settled down as a candy maker. And now that's all gone to shit, because you're going to try to fight me too, aren't you?"
"Wh- no way Bonnie! We're friends! I'd never fight you, especially not with this thing! I couldn't hurt you like that!"
>Your housemate, who you're just now realizing you don't really know anything about, visibly relaxes
>"Y-you're not?"
"No, of course not! I don't know what all this Stand stuff is about, but we've been friends for three years now, and I know that I'll never do anything to hurt you on purpose. And I certainly won't fight you because we've both got these Stand things. You're my best friend Bonnie, even more than any of the girls I met back in Canterlot."
>"Lyra..."
>Bon Bon starts quaking, so you close the distance between the two of you and draw her head to your own, your "Stand" disappearing in the process
"Whatever's going to happen we can rely on each other Bonnie. I can help you with whatever you're afraid of. How hard can it be?"
>You let the earth pony cry into your shoulder for a little while until she stops shaking and sobbing, then bring her eyes level with yours and give her your most reassuring smile
"You can count on me from now on. So c'mon, show me your Stand, it's only fair."
>As she sniffles one more time the distortion behind her slowly takes shape
>It's another humanoid, this one muscular and pink with bits of blue-gray armor on it, and a heart-shaped helmet on its head
>"...All Stands have names. Mine is called ｢Crazy Diamond｣. You should know your own Stand's name innately."
>Innately...
>There's something there, deep inside of you
>A name that clamors for release
>Your Stand is called...
"｢Killer Queen｣."
>As you speak its name, your Stand reappears behind you, floating opposite Bon Bon's own, unusually tense
>"...Hm. It seems like they're a little tense around each other. Maybe even a little fearful. That's a problem."
"What? Nah, it's nothing to worry about. I mean, look at us. We didn't get along at all for the first month or so but we're doin' fine now! They'll just have to learn to like each other, just like we did."
>Bon Bon starts to move to her room down the hall
>"Well I guess we'll take care of the couch in the morning. Or I could do it now."
>Without warning ｢Crazy Diamond｣ punches what little is left of your favorite sitting device, and the rest of it gradually flows back into position good as new
>"There, all better. I know what your Stand does, so I guess it's only fair you know what mine does too."
>As your housemate trots off to bed, she turns to look at you one more time
>"You know Lyra, I think you're right. Whatever problems come, we can face them together."

{END}

Continuation to bump the thread:
"Enemy Stand!"
>Bon Bon explodes into the living room, mane frizzy and eyes fearfully wide
>"WHERE?!"
[Crazy Diamond] shimmers into existence behind her and strikes a completely ridiculous pose
>Your guffawing causes your housemate to snap her gaze over to you with a glare that could melt steel beams
>"That's not fucking funny Lyra!"
>She stomps out of the living room in a huff, and it takes you a few moments to realize she was being completely serious
"Wh- hey Bonnie c'mon! I was just messing around!"
>When you catch up to her she's curled up on her bed, mumbling to herself and clutching her leg
"Hey Bonnie, you okay?"
>She takes notice of you, then summons her Stand to throw a pillow at you
>"Go away you jerk. I'm not talking to you right now."
>Her words may say one thing, but her tone says another, and that is that she is suffering from something
"Bonnie, what happened? I just-"
>"You made me remember."
>Her voice is barely a croak
"Remember?"
>Bon Bon is silent for a time, eyes flitting back and forth, before she speaks again
>"Remember how I told you I've fought other Stand users for the government? Well one of those fights did not end well for me and the other guy used his Stand to lop my damn leg off."
"What?!"
>"Yeah, just SPLUTCH right at the knee and then I couldn't stand properly any more. I'd have died if a few citizens and my partner hadn't intervened since the guy's power wasn't built to handle multiple targets. Still, I got hurt and I got some other ponies hurt and if it wasn't for Celestia herself forgiving me I would've been court-martialed. She reattached my leg too."
>Your housemate sighs
>"My partner, the first thing he said that day was "enemy Stand!" and then he almost got cut down and I lost my leg. Ever since then, if somepony so much as says "enemy Stand" I get jumpy, and I remember that fight."
>You catch yourself biting your lip out of stress
"Bonnie, I'm sorry. I touched a nerve."
>She snorts
>"You should be. I do NOT like to be reminded of that particular failure."
>Sounds like she needs to cool off for a bit, lest you start arguing with her again
>That's the last thing either of you needs right now
"Well there's no need to be rude, okay? I'm gonna go have a seat on the couch, and when you're ready to talk I'll be waiting there."
>As she snorts again you turn and leave the bedroom, clip-clopping down the hall and into the living room, where you plop down on the couch and stare at the ceiling
"Damn, I was a real ass wasn't I? It's not like I knew, but still."
>Hopefully she comes down soon so you can sort this out together
>...
>It's been at least 3 hours and she still hasn't walked out here
>Is she asleep? Should you bother checking?
>"Lyra."
>BWOAHSHIT
"Y-yes?"
>She sighs heavily
>"I just wanted to say sorry for earlier, I snapped at you and you totally didn't deserve it. I just felt very... vulnerable. And I hate feeling that way, so I guess I kinda took it out on you. It's just-"
>She's cut off as you hug it out with her
"Shh, it's okay. I getcha. We all have our bad days, don't we? For now let's just settle down, maybe with some tea, and if you feel like it you can tell me about that work you used to do."
>As you stand up to head to the kitchen, she puts a hoof on your back and offers you a smile
>"Lyra... thanks."
"Haha, what are friends for Bonnie?"