theblackstrawberry asked: Lyra, thanks for always being the best pony.
Shut up, baby, I know.
Seriously though, you gotta stop calling me that. There’s no way for me to respond to that.
theblackstrawberry asked: I'm going to give you the best hug ever. every Lyra hug is the best hug ever though...
I don’t work today, so feel free!
You hold the tears back and tell the crowd about your legendary sighting. When you get to the part about its worth, everypony starts to look around frantically. You get ready to blame somepony for pushing you and then run away crying when the pony you were going to blame helps you up. It’s an old foalhood friend of yours. She escorts you away from the crowd, savvy to your misdirective ways, and hoofs you a peppermint stick. Before asking how you really are.
It’s been a while since you two spoke. A year or so at least. Nothing bad happened to drive you away. Time just has a way of slipping by.
Your nose is still bleeding.
theblackstrawberry asked: Do you think you could make a small amount of time for me on saturday? It might be the last time for a while I see you... Holidays are coming up, I have to go shopping, I have to do research for seapony Lyra so that she can love and not die.... I want to help her... I want to help as many creatures as I can... So I might be locked down for a while...
I think so. I’m never positive, but I should be able to.
Anonymous asked: You have emotional issues?
Haven’t I mentioned that before? I figured it was obvious.
Anonymous asked: But Ms. Lyra, when was the last time Sweetie got examined by a professional butt doctor? You may need examination as well.
No.
flapperreturns asked: beef
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flapperreturns asked: *flaps around*
Huh. I guess that fits the name about as well as the previous explanation.
Anonymous asked: How does Boscov handle your emotional issues?
Like a flippin’ saint.
Anonymous asked: Hello, Ms. Lyra? I'm a butt doctor, and I need to exam Sweetie's butt. It's a medical emergency.
Over my dead body.
Which I assure you as a more difficult feat than it may sound.
Anonymous asked: *Climbs on top of Lyra's and Bon Bon's house* I'mma gonna poop down this chimney while the residents of this house are sleeping.
Sounds like somepony’s been taking Mickey Rooney’s Crazy Pills.
garyyo asked: i doubt you would need to match him bit for bit. its not how much its worth that matters, its the fact that you know someone cares about you. or something like that. and maybe honey isnt the best choice...
I have an obvious idea in mind, but I’m not sure what Boscov’s favorite genre of music is.
For all the conversations we’ve had, I don’t recall it ever coming up.
Anonymous asked: Get him a jar of honey. Bears love jars of honey.
Well, what he got me was sort of expensive. I’m not sure I could match him bit for bit in honey.
Anonymous asked: I am going to kill both you and Krastos so that Equestria may be purged of this abominable 'love'.
No.
Anonymous asked: Why are you touching me?
“I didn’t put those in my bag.”
Or…
“Hmm! A pony with expensive tastes I see!”
…
Could always go with:
“We couldn’t fit it all in.”