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He tries this literally EVERY Year, and it never gets a laugh, everyone is just miserable while they have to shovel snow out of their cabin for an hour. He is a burden to The Annual Family Skiing Trip

I like how his face is flush from the cold. That’s a good detail!

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“Why not just do it?”

That phrase right there is one of the reasons I started this whole blog. A friend of mine whom I still have the pleasure of knowing today told me something very similar a long time ago when it came to drawing and art. And here we are, nearly five years later. I started this blog as a means of practice, because I had never really even drawn before. And if anything, it helps show that practice will help your skills. And that with a bit of effort, anything is possible. Comparing the first post to this one, it’s easy to see how well that works.

I want to thank everyone for reading! From anyone who has followed me recently, to the ones who have been there from the very beginning. For showing me support, even if it was a little push of the like button. Or something more! I greatly appreciate that you enjoyed my work on here. I hope it has been a pleasure to read about greybutt here as much as it has been a pleasure to create it.

Where do I go from here though? This story is all wrapped up, and that means I think it’s time I give myself a bit of a break. And to put this page to rest in an archive mode. That doesn’t mean this dork won’t be around though, and I always have lots of other things on my project list if you like the work I do.

There will be a text post coming after this one that will have some information about what’s going to happen involving me and my other blogs. Stay tuned if you want to know what’s gonna happen. Gotta make a few changes.

Also please note that the ask and submit boxes are now closed.

Again, thanks to everyone who’s been here to read this. I made a whopping 190 of update posts throughout this thing! And I hope you enjoyed it!

Until next time, folks. Adios!


The ponies above were a callback to the previous story arcs or otherwise important faces. I couldn’t include everyone but there’s some characters in there that had a huge impact on the story or on me personally. Some of which are no longer active but still just as respected for what they’ve done for me. Their blogs in no particular order:

@ask-flitter-and-cloudchaser @asksandypony @asklyra @kappathekirin @ask-mack-ponyville-blacksmith @askgadgetsteelmare @ask-jade-shine 
(And honourable mention to @ask-lovely-pages because I totally intended for her to be in there too and somehow forgot…? I’m so sorry!)

Bon-Bon: Fuse really should come around more often. She’s so much more well-behaved than most of your friends.

Lyra: … Fuselight’s a guy.

Bon-Bon: … What?

I think there are easier ways to make a moat.

I think there are easier ways to make a moat.

glamgori:

Gorgeous remix <3

While I was looking up that song to link, I found this and wanted to share!

Had a dream, short one as far as I can remember, where Bon-Bon told me she joined a band. And I’m all “Oh my gosh! That’s great!“ And she was trying to show me the kind of music they’d be playing and I’m figuring something slower and spiritual with, like, personal stories tied to them. Folk/Bluegrass-paced at the very most. And then she brings up a window playing this song and I’m just losing it.

“Bon-Bon-hahaha-what?
“What’s wrong, Lyra?“
“HA-hahahahaha!“
“You don’t like this song?“
“No!-Hahaha-It’s fine!-Hahahahaha! W-… What instrument do you play?“
“I’m the singer.“
“HAHA~! AH hahahahaha!“

askmichigan:
“Apples > pumpkins
”
This speaks to me.

askmichigan:

Apples > pumpkins

This speaks to me.

Lyra: That griffin was incredible! I bet if she was pitching too they’d have had to enact mercy rules!

Bon-Bon: She was something else, alright! I’m glad Golden Harvest invited us.

Lyra: I’m glad she invited you to join her Buckball team! Raindrops and I might be trash, but you really do deserve that spot.

Bon-Bon: I’m not sure how often I’ll be needed, but I’ll stay in practice for sure. [Pause] And I’m proud of you, Lyra.

Lyra: Me?

Bon-Bon: That score you made against GH’s team. I didn’t want it to come off the wrong way; like I wouldn’t have been proud if you hadn’t caught any goals. But that you worked so hard and improved so much. You tried Lyra. I’m so proud of you for trying.

Lyra: I only give up on something if I feel it’s a waste. But since it was to help you, I knew it wasn’t.

Bon-Bon: Aww! Lyra, that’s so- Wait a minute. You gave up on cooking.

Lyra: Ah… Uh….

Bon-Bon: Cooking is not a waste, Lyra!
Lyra: Gee, is the sun setting already? I still have a few errands I need to run!
Bon-Bon: Cooking is an art form! A discipline! It’s an essential life skill!
Lyra: I’ll catch you later, Bon-Bon! Don’t wait up!
Bon-Bon: Lyra! LYRA! I CAN RUN FASTER THAN YOU!

Lyra: Are you alright, Bon-Bon? What’s wrong?

Bon-Bon: Minuette is stuck in Canterlot, some issue with the trains. Vinyl can’t leave Manehatten. And while we have Raindrops here to fill in for Blossomforth after she sprained her wing- we have no unicorn!

Golden Harvest: Oh no! I’m so sorry, Bon-Bon! Should we reschedule again?

Bon-Bon: No… I’ve already held your team up. I don’t want to make you three have to keep pushing matches back because of me.

Golden Harvest: What if we let you borrow a player?

Bon-Bon: It wouldn’t be the same… Besides, we practiced plays and maneuvers-
Golden Harvest: I understand, Bon-Bon.

Lyra: [Sigh] I’ll do it.

Bon-Bon: I appreciate that, Lyra, but-
Lyra: I know the game, I know the team’s strategies. I know I’m terrible and I know there’s no way we’ll win. But I also know you love playing this game. And the only reason I ever agreed to play is because I saw how excited you were. I wanted to help you do what you love. Now, would you rather try as hard as you can and still lose or lose by default?

Bon-Bon: You know what, GH? We’ll at least give your team some real practice before you take this show on the road!

Golden Harvest: I’ll let the girls know, but we won’t go easy on you!

Bon-Bon: You’d better not! [Pause] Thanks, Lyra.

Lyra: Of course. Ready to lose, Raindrops?
Raindrops: Heehee! Wouldn’t be the first time, won’t be the last!

askfuselight:

Act V: Add a Little Twist

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((And that wraps up the arc! As well as the overall story. But! I’ve got one more post to go up! I’ll save all my afterword for that one. I’ve got a lot to say! Although it’ll take me a bit longer to get done. It’s quite big. I mean like really big. So expect one last, long update/text notes in two weeks! Thanks for reading!))

Happy ending!

Bon-Bon: That was good practice! I feel great!
Lyra: Uh huh…

Bon-Bon: I feel prepared for my first game tomorrow!
Lyra: Good for you…

Bon-Bon: Speaking of which… you’re… off the team.

Lyra: … Fine…

Bon-Bon: I mean, you never wanted to play anyway, right?

Lyra: Not want to play sports? Me? Whatever gave you that idea? I love getting hit in the face with a dodgeball, tripping over a basket and falling in the mud every fifteen minutes. Nevermind all the sighing and shaking heads everypony else-
Bon-Bon: Alright, I get it. Sorry I even asked you to play.

Lyra: … So, who is replacing me?

Bon-Bon: Minuette.
Lyra: Minuette? She barely had time to practice. What happened to Pon3?

Bon-Bon: Her schedule is just too unstable. One minute she’s fine and the next she’s booked for a week. She’s fine as a reserve, but we can’t depend on her.

Lyra: So you, Blossomforth, and Minuette vs. Golden Harvest, Amethyst Star, and…?
Bon-Bon: Muffins, unfortunately. Turns out she’s a natural when she’s not hamstringed as an earth pony. Bad call on my part for letting her go.

Lyra: Well good luck to you. I’m gonna go pass out on the floor, because I’m too dirty to climb into bed.

Bon-Bon: Lyra! Blossomforth is all over you! Move!

Lyra: [Panting] Blossomforth… Can SEE DEEZ NUTS!

Blossomforth: Ugh! Rude!
Bon-Bon: Blossomforth can’t see anything if she’s standing on them. Come on! It doesn’t matter how much I have the ball if you give me nothing to work with!

Raindrops: I think you’re doing great, Lyra!

Lyra: … Thanks, Raindrops.

Octavia: Good evening, Vinyl. You look well-rested, which I would consider to be odd given we stand upon a sports field. I take it practice is a little one-sided?

Lyra: H-hey Octavia!

Octavia: Good evening, Lyra. Bonnie.
Bon-Bon: Octavia.

Octavia: Now Vinyl, you’ll recall that patron in Manehattan that canceled on you? … Well, they uncanceled. I came to see you as a formality, thinking you’d be too exhausted to perform. However-

Bon-Bon: It’s alright, Vinyl, you go ahead. I don’t think you’ll be getting much practice like this anyway. You and Raindrops can go too, Muffins. And thanks for filling in for our earth pony today!

Muffins: Sure! Happy to help! Although I’m not really sure I did anything…?

Bon-Bon: We’ll keep practicing, if you’re up to it Blossomforth.

Blossomforth: You bet!

Raindrops: I’ll just stick around and cheer everypony on then! Hehe, I don’t really have anything else to do.

Bon-Bon: Alright, Lyra. Get up.

Lyra: … Like I haven’t got embarrassed enough today…

Lyra: That as pretty fun! And Snails was amazing! He looked like a professional out there!

Bon-Bon: He certainly did. I had no idea he was so gifted.

Lyra: I wonder if that game will become more popular.

Bon-Bon: Maybe. Buckball looks like a fun game, but…

Lyra: But what?

Bon-Bon: Why were the unicorns just standing there? It made it far too easy for the pegasus to block. Appleloosa’s pegasus was terrible. The only reason she blocked as many shots as she did was through physical presence. That’s not very athletic.

Lyra: It was probably in the rules. A moving goalpost is already pretty intense.

Bon-Bon: I wonder if I couldn’t change a few rules to make it better…

Lyra: Why does that sound sinister?