Lyra Summons Anon (on hold)

>be Lyra
>after months of begging and pleading and annoying Twilight finally get her to make you some magic bleach.
>take it home, close all the curtains, lock the door, and start clearing a big space in your living room.
>caressing the bottle you pour it out and start using your magic on it like Twilight said.
>slowly it starts rising and forming a small rectangular window.
>it's working!
>you close your eyes and focus harder.
>hear a loud pop and then a thud.
"Fuck my head..."
>you open your eyes and almost want to cry tears of joy.
>in front of you, right now, in your very house, with his two arms and legs, rubbing his forehead with his hands, was a human.
"is this blood? Am I bleeding? Where the hell am I anyw-"
>he turns to look at you and a mix of fear and confusion fill his face.
>you don't give a shit though, you can barely hear him over your excited panting.
>before he gets another word out you run up to him and give him a big hug.
>he freaks out but you're not letting go.
>you're really actually hugging a real human right now oh my gosh you're never letting go ever.
>he keeps talking but you don't hear a word. You're too busy taking in his scent and feeling of his chest bumping up and down, and the subtle sound of his heart beating wildly.
>after awhile he calms down and
>Oh
>My
>Celestia
>he hugged you back!
>he's putting his long arms around you and hugging you!
>you could die happy right now
>wait are you dying right now?
>you feel so light headed
>is your nose bleeding?
>you pass out.

>you wake up after what feels like hours.
>your head is pounding and you feel like you're gonna throw up.
>you look around your living room and see the couch you moved and the wet spot where you poured out the bleach but sadly no human.
>guess the bleach must have made you imagine him.
>"Stupid Twilight and her fake magic bleach."
"Hey, uhh, you okay?"
>from behind the couch you hear someone and a few seconds later see a human head slowly rise to get a look at you.
>his eyes are still full of that same fearful confusion, although more confusion and worry than fear.
>you just stare at him for awhile before you realize the awkward silence you created and fumble out a few words.
>"you're still here?"
>smooth Lyra. Real smooth.
"Y-Yeah."
>you watch him slightly sink back behind the couch as he answers.
>you stand up from the floor to get a better look at him hiding behind your couch.
>come on Lyra you can do this. Just talk to him like a normal pony and stop freaking him out.
>"I'm not gonna kill you, don't worry."
"O-Oh y-yeah?"
>wow good job Lyra! 'I'm not gonna kill you,' that'll really calm him down.
>you see him slowly starting to inch towards your front door.
>"n-no wait sorry! I just mean like I'm not gonna hurt you. Please don't leave!"
>your ears drop and a look of worry fills your eyes.
>the human stops inching back and he looks into your eyes. He puts down the bat he was hiding and sits on the ground.
>you sort of stand there watching him afraid to get closer or say anything in case doing that will freak him out again.
"So uh, what's your name?"

>"It's Lyra."
"I'm anon."
>you talk with the human awhile. Eventually you convince him that no this wasn't a dream, yes you really were a talking horse, and no you were not going to kill him.
>that last one took a lot longer than it should have.
>At least once he was satisfied he stopped eyeing the bat and sat down on your couch instead of behind it.
>you sat down next to him and to your delightful relief he didn't bolt at your presence.
>"anon, if you don't mind me asking, why did you stay? I mean you seemed pretty freaked out when you got here."
"I was gonna leave actually, no offense."
>you want to shoot him a glare but you don't really have a defense, not after the way you acted.
"Just, as a was about to go I saw your nose still bleeding and your leg was twitching. I could still smell that horrible stuff you spilled. Figured that was probably making your nose bleed and I could at least clean that up. Make sure you don't die or something. Then you stopped moving for awhile there. I got a little worried. Decided to stay until you woke up."
>you kept talking mostly asking him excitedly about his world while he asked you for things like water, food, where he was, and a few questions about you.
>as you talked he calmed down and even scratched behind your ear and ran his hand through your mane by accident a few times when he wasn't thinking.
>sadly once he realized it he stopped with an I'm sorry and all that.
>you talked for hours and as much as you wanted to keep talking your body wanted to sleep.
>you laid your head on his lap and closed your eyes.
>"goodnight anon... Thanks for staying..."
>you felt him run his hands through your mane like a brush as you drifted off to sleep.
"Goodnight Lyra."