CYOA #44
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.
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.
You have emotional issues?
Anonymous
Haven’t I mentioned that before? I figured it was obvious.
But Ms. Lyra, when was the last time Sweetie got examined by a professional butt doctor? You may need examination as well.
Anonymous
Huh. I guess that fits the name about as well as the previous explanation.
How does Boscov handle your emotional issues?
Anonymous
Hello, Ms. Lyra? I'm a butt doctor, and I need to exam Sweetie's butt. It's a medical emergency.
Anonymous
Over my dead body.
Which I assure you as a more difficult feat than it may sound.
*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.
Anonymous
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.
Get him a jar of honey. Bears love jars of honey.
Anonymous
Well, what he got me was sort of expensive. I’m not sure I could match him bit for bit in honey.
I am going to kill both you and Krastos so that Equestria may be purged of this abominable 'love'.
Anonymous
Anonymous
“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.”
No. I was just making a poor assumption based off of the fact you said you accidentally saw something he plans to give to you.
Anonymous
Oh… No.
Evidently I said something in passing and he got it for me. It’s a pretty incredible gift. Not sure what to give him in return.
I'm pretty sure there aren't many trees in Ponyville that you could even start to hang a bear from in the first place.
That’s an imagine I wish I didn’t have.
I do worry, though. After he got shot, I worry about him…
