Bon-Bon: Come on, Lyra.
Lyra: Nope.

Bon-Bon: Lyra.
Lyra: Nope.

Bon-Bon: Lyra, be reasonable!
Lyra: You didn’t see that look in Pinkie Pie’s eyes, Bon-Bon! She’s a desperate mare driven to the brink! I ain’t goin’ out there!

Bon-Bon: Oh for pony’s sake… I’m going out with or without you.

Lyra: Just gonna sit here. Completely still in case Pinkie looks in the window.

[Pause]

Lyra: Hey Simple, how’s it going? No, boy, this is a bad time for face lickums. Not in the nose! NOOOOO~!

Bon-Bon: I can’t believe you didn’t want to go to the art exhibition.

Lyra: I can’t believe Princess Flurry Heart buried herself in a mound of stuffed animals. You’d think the future heir to the Crystal Empire would have guards with her, like, 24/7.

Bon-Bon: Don’t change the subject, I thought you loved art!

Lyra: Come to think of it, does Cadance need an heir? She’s a pegasus-turned-alicorn. Is she immortal? I always just kinda assumed Twilight isn’t.

Bon-Bon: Lyra!

Lyra: Whaaat? The exhibit? It’s just a bunch of minimalist post-modern crap anyway. Art is all up to interpretation, but it still has to have substance. It’s nothing more than a bunch of hacks trying to get famous.

Bon-Bon: Well that’s rude. I had a good time.

Lyra: They serve food there?

Bon-Bon: No.
Lyra: Garbage!

Bon-Bon: Is that… Granny Smith chasing Trixie?

Lyra: Heh heh, yeah.

Bon-Bon: Shouldn’t we, you know, help her?

Lyra: Mare, if you did something to cheese off Granny Smith that bad, you deserve what’s coming.

Bon-Bon: Hmm… How long has this been going on?

Lyra: Ah like four minutes. Bulk Biceps is out there too.

Bon-Bon: Oh, he’s a big guy.

Lyra: Yeah, that’s the real reason I ain’t goin’ out there.

Bon-Bon: Can’t blame you.

Lyra: You know, just… hanging out with Changelings at a party, eh heh heh… Nothin’ awkward about this…

Bon-Bon: Of course it isn’t! It’s refreshing to spend some time with Changelings and not have to punch them in the face, haha.

Pronotum: Yeah… That really hurt…

Bon-Bon: Oh gosh… You were one of them?

Elytra: One of them?

Lyra: Gettin’ awkward again…

Pronotum: No no. It’s okay. We’re past this. You did you. We did we.

Bon-Bon: Yeah.
Pronotum: Yeah…

Elytra: Seriously though how many Changelings have you punched?

Lyra: Think I’m just gonna…. mosey on home. psst remember to give the password if you want me to unlock the door Ah ha ha! Bye now!

hoofclid:

The final part of Fluttershy’s dodo quest. Not exactly an epic quest, maybe. But that’s how she likes them.

Bon-Bon: Alright, Lyra, you’ve had your fun. Now lets go back before you get banished.

Lyra: Okay… Hey! You wanna go to the bow and do the Titanic thing?!

Bon-Bon: … More than anything else in my entire life…

Lyra: What was that?
Bon-Bon: Yeah sure. Why not?

Bon-Bon: Too far, Lyra! Too far!

Lyra: Oh and the honey from the shower faucet was perfectly fine!

Bon-Bon: That was brief! I can’t sit on the toilet all day! I have work to do!

Lyra: It’s Saturday and the slower half of the year, don’t give me that crap.

Bon-Bon: Oh you’re going to get something when this passes!

Lyra: Just remember to flush every so often! HA! HA! HA!

Lyra: So I had just finished eating a cookie and I had to sneeze. So I sneezed through my mouth and I looked in the napkin and there was this bright crimson red and for just a moment I was all “Oh no! Bon-Bon’s killed me!“ And then I remembered it was a red velvet cookie I ate.

Bon-Bon: Geez, Lyra. It’s just a prank war. Nothing to lose your head over. By the way, you may want to forgo showering for the foreseeable future.

Lyra: Oh yeah? How about I just use your shower? Hmm? Checkmate!

[Pause]

Bon-Bon: Couldn’t lead her along any easier if you gave me a leash.

pilesoflances:

Have some endearing Lyra trying to impress Bon Bon

Bon-Bon: Get up, sleepyhead. We’re at the market!

Lyra: Don’t call further attention to this.

Bon-Bon: Aw, is somepony cranky? Do I need to carry you and the groceries home?

Lyra: Are you recording thi-?!

beyoncepatronus:

a nsa agent in a suit looking through my laptop camera: she’s on her phone…….. our data shows that she’s got tumblr open on her laptop but she has tumblr open on her phone………. double check her browser?

some nerd hired straight out of college: *types rapidly* she’s definitely got tumblr open on her laptop

the nsa agent, softly: so why is she looking at it on her phone…..

Bon-Bon: Don’t mind me. Just leaving this here. For someone.

sweetiedropsdaily:

BonBon: LYRA HEARTSTRINGS JUST WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!

Lyra: Nothing nothing!…I just forgot you wore those…

Lyra: Why did you switch to contacts anyway?

Bon-Bon: How about I answer your question with a question…

sweetiedropsdaily:

Only good Sweeties sit in this box.

Lyra: Here we find our subject “Bon-Bon”, sporting a look of intensity usually reserved for the more involving stages of confection crafting.

Bon-Bon: We must protect this house!

Bon-Bon: See? This is exactly what I’m talking about.
Lyra: Uh huh.
Bon-Bon: My Hobbies: I love sports. I love driving. I love taking a walk, comics, cartoons, shopping, watching movies, television, books, games, studying. Studying?! Who is going to pick studying? Music, internet, camera, videos, social networking- where is cooking?
Lyra: Yeah.
Bon-Bon: Lots of people like cooking, Lyra- it’s very popular! But driving? Taking a walk? How can you consider taking a walk a hobby?
Lyra: Iunno.
Bon-Bon: Exercise is the word you were looking for and it’s a lot more involved than taking a walk!  And watching television? That’s a pastime not a hobby. Hobbies are constructive. Photography is a hobby, music is a hobby, watching videos is not a hobby!
Lyra: Boy howdy.
Bon-Bon: Boy how- Boy howdy? Are you even listening?

Lyra: I… am building a tower… out of titanium blocks. But I need… carpet.
Bon-Bon: See? Now that’s a hobby! Work your mind! But this right here is nonsense and I for one am appalled at the very notion that-

hoofclid:

The first time Lyra has appeared on this blog I think. She gets great dialogue too.

Bon-Bon: Little trivia. This took 4 takes because Lyra kept forgetting her lines.

Lyra: A decorating party… Whoever heard of a decorating party?

Bon-Bon: Lyra…

Lyra: I come to a party to socialize, eat, and have fun. Not to work.

Bon-Bon: Lyra, why do you always do this?

Lyra: Do what? Complain about something stupid?

Bon-Bon: Complain about something when you had fun. You were laughing, and smiling, and having fun. The decorating was fun! All those things you came for you did while helping somepony decorate that massive foyer she inherited. You got to help somepony and enjoy yourself at the same time! What more could anypony ask for on Hearth’s Warming Eve?

Lyra: … Nothing… Though technically, it is after midnight.

Bon-Bon: Happy Hearth’s Warming, Lyra

Lyra: Happy Hearth’s Warming, Bon-Bon.

We won! Ya~y!

And here’s a picture of the main team!

Raindrops and B (not pictured) carried us through much of the early game. Blues (not pictured) and Vinyl did a lot of heavy lifting in the mid-game. Blossomforth and I were invaluable in the endgame. And Octavia maintained a strong presence throughout and participated in the most operations.

But overall MVP (and team leader) was Bon-Bon! She had a rough start and a number of early injuries, but by the last mission her accuracy was unparalleled. Her crack shots were the entire reason we won!