Cy-Lyra - Day 13 (in progress)

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>It's been two days since Bon Bon freaked the fuck out in your kitchen.
>Lyra and you went to her house the very next morning, but she wouldn't answer.
>You went to her house again the next day, and still no answer.
>The mood lately has been pretty sullen, but you're doing your best to keep Lyra in high spirits.
>Bon Bon's issues are Bon Bon's.
>You are actually on your way back from a quick morning visit to the market.
>You're carrying another apple pie from Applejack's stand after devouring the last one in only a day.
>This should hopefully cheer Lyra up
>You may have also picked up a six pack of hard cider.
>Never to early to start drinking your problems awa-
>"NONNY!"
>JESUS FUCK, IT'S PINKIE PIE.
>You clutch your chest, your heart racing from the sudden surprise.
"CHRIST PINKIE! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
>"Wrong with me? What's wrong with you?!"
>"Me?"
>"Yes! How can you just waltz back to your house without a care in the world?"
"Pinkie, I think you've lost me."
>"The doozy, Anon! THE DOOZY!"
>Has it happened?
>Has Pinkie finally cracked?
>Unfortunately, there are no other ponies around to help you in case she gets violent.
>Mental issues can cause all sorts of changes in someone's behavior.
"Okay, Pinkie. We're just going to calm down an-"
>"NO! Not calm! I'm telling you right now, mister! Something BIG is going to happen! You need to be careful!"
>Ok, this is starting to creep you out.
"Be careful of what? The danger is over, Pinkie. Lyra's healed, if you haven't heard. And Luna has that whole nightmare that started this under wraps."
>Pinkie is suddenly sent to the ground, shaking and convulsing in horrible ways.
>You have no idea what to do.
>She's back on her hooves before you can start to contemplate the situation.
>"THERE IT IS AGAIN!"
>She's in your face, grabbing the sides of your head, shoving your foreheads together.
>"My Pinkie Sense™ is never wrong, Nonny. And right now, it's telling me that something horrible is going to happen to YOU!"
>She lets you go and you stumble backwards slightly.
>"So, please...just watch your back! I know ponies don't take me too seriously, but this is SUPER important!"
>You don't know what to say.
>Quite frankly, it's a little creepy to say the least.
>But, in an effort to get back to your house as soon as possible, you nod.
"Alright, Pinkie. I promise I'll keep a sharp eye out."
>Relief flows over her as she exhales loudly.
>"PHEW! I didn't think I'd get you to agree so quickly! But, desperate times call for desperate measures! SOrry about grabbing your head and screaming at you. Welp, I better get out of here. Got some more ponies to warn about the impending doom! Seeya, Nonny!"
>And with that, she bounces off towards town with a smile on her face.
>...
>WAT
>Anyway, you make it back to your house.
>You glance around the exterior for curiosity's sake.
>Damnit, Pinkie.
>She got in your head with that nonsense.
>You step inside and see Lyra lying on the floor with a book, a neutral expression on her face.
>She looks up with a half-hearted smile at your return, but it quickly turns into a full fledged grin as she spots the apple pie.
>"Awwww! You know you didn't have to get another one!"
"I know, I know. But you liked it so much and I was already in town, so I picked it up."
>She trots over and embraces you, rubbing her head into your chest.
>"Thank you, so much. I couldn't ask for a better col-, er, BOYfriend. Heh heh!"
>You laugh and put the contents from your trip in their proper places in the kitchen.
>As you are finishing up, you hear Lyra enter the room.
>"H-hey...So, I had this idea."
>This doesn't sound good.
"Yeah?"
>"We haven't been to Bonny's today."
>Like the outcome will be any different.
"What, you want to go right now?"
>"Well, after we eat, maybe. But I was thinking...I know where she keeps her spare key for the house."
>Oh.
"So...you're wanting to force ourselves into her house?"
>"Well, we wouldn't be forcing ourselves since we'd have a key."
"I don't know if that's a good idea, Lyra. If Bon Bon's really flipped her lid, we could get into some serious trouble for this."
>"Not exactly. I'm still a legal resident of the house."
>Hmmm…
>That might work if worse comes to worse.
"I'll think about it over lunch. Deal?"
>"Deal."