(I don’t know what it is about these last few drawings. but I just don’t feel like they have been particularly as good as what I normally produce. Sorry for the wavering quality.)
I thought they looked great! But I hear artists have that problem now and again, where they see more flaws in their own work than they normally do.
Careful not to get the packages confused there Bons.
Bon-Bon: No comment.
Bon-Bon: Four years… I waited four years…
Bon-Bon: I have made a terrible mistake…
Lyra: Haha! Wow! Is that off-season cider?! Non-alcoholic, I assume.
Bon-Bon: Well, of course. What do you take me for?
Lyra: Clearly “a hypocrite” would be asking too much. How about, “a pony“?
Bon-Bon: Why in Equestria did I hire Twist? I’ve never had an employee before! What do I do if she messes up?! I could never discipline her, let alone fire her! She’s just a filly, and she’s my friend! I taught her for a year! She looked up to me! It would crush her!
Lyra: Did she do anything wrong today? Bon-Bon: Yes! Well, no. I don’t know!
Lyra: … Should I as-? Bon-Bon: I returned to the shop to show Twist how to close and went into the back. I noticed a container of cinnamon misplaced. I asked Twist about it and she said her hooves were full carrying the cinnamon rock candy she made.
Lyra: … This is over something stupid, isn’t it? Bon-Bon: She’s not supposed to be cooking without me! Lyra: Alright alright! Did you tell her that?
Bon-Bon: I was about to… But she said she was replacing the supply that got bought out, just like I’d do it. And I tasted it, and it was just like I make it. So… So I don’t know!
Lyra: Not used to trusting somepony else, are you?
Bon-Bon: As long as I do it I know it’s done right.
Lyra: This will be a great learning experience for you then! Or the straw that breaks the pony’s back. One of the two, I’m sure.
Bon-Bon: So, that’s the offer… What do you think?
Twist: I think that’th a pretty big deal…
Bon-Bon: Yes… But…?
Twist: Ah-ah! Butt’th are for thitting, Mth. Bon-Bon. And I’d be happy to acthept!
Bon-Bon: You are?! That’s great! I mean, for you. I mean, thank you!
Twist: Of courthe! How could I thay no?
Bon-Bon: Now you understand this is serious business. You can’t just leave for no reason or not show up- Twist: Of courthe, Mth. Bon-Bon.
Bon-Bon: I’m going to be scheduling things with your presence in mind- Twist: Of courthe, Mth. Bon-Bon.
Bon-Bon: If you get sick or- heavens forbid- hurt, you may have to come in anyway until I can relieve you. U-unless it’s serious-! Twist: Of courthe, Mth. Bon-Bon.
Bon-Bon: And we’re still going to have to figure out something once school starts back up- Twist: Oh Mth. Bon-Bon! Of courthe!
Bon-Bon: Fantastic! Can you start tomorrow?
Twist: I had planned to thtop by anyway! I’ll be here with bellth on!
Bon-Bon: Oh Twist, you’re the best! … But don’t let it go to your head.
Twist: Yeth, Mth. Bon-Bon.
Lyra: Did you enjoy your silly steam-whatever?
Bon-Bon: Ugh eventually. They had us waiting in lines so long they stretched into parts of the building I’d never even seen before! There was a leak or something and for some reason Applejack just up and fixed it? I figured there would be legal issues involved with that in case something went wrong, but I guess she’s friends with the owner or something.
Lyra: Mmm.
Bon-Bon: Anyway it was wonderful once I got in… What did you mean “silly steam-whatever”?
Lyra: You know, that thing where you go into a hot, humid room and sweat for no reason.
Bon-Bon: There are a myriad of physical and psychological health benefits to a good steam! That thing you sit in front of a computer and stare at for hours on end is a-a “silly steam-whatever”!
Lyra: Well, I won’t argue. But my silly steam-whatever doesn’t involve sweating with a group of smelly strangers in an atmosphere that benefits the spread of infections.
Bon-Bon: You must think you’re so smart.
1) I remember you, and if you ever want to talk I’ll be right here!
2) Sorry if it doesn’t make any sense, I just thought it was funny.
3&4) Bon-Bon: She’ll be fine. She’s only just barely prehypertension. But it’s good that we caught this early.
Lyra: Prehypertension… This is garbage.
Bon-Bon: And the serving size on this box is just one. Will you stop eating Hot Pockets now?
Lyra: Yeah alright fine! This is ridiculous! How can I possibly be having too much salt!? I’m a pony! I didn’t even know we could get Hypertension!
Bon-Bon: And more water! I’ve been telling you for years you don’t drink enough fluids at all, let alone water!
Lyra: Aaaugh! I hate dietary change! I don’t deserve this!
Bon-Bon: Sorry you had to miss the show.
Lyra: Hey, no problem. Somepony had to, uh, deal with that stranded cargo. And one of us just had to be there. And I know that Liza wanted to watch the show, so it only made sense. I’m just glad that thing was so agreeable. Seemed like they were willing to forget the entire incident.
Bon-Bon: I’m sure quite a few ponies will be happy to hear that. Things cleaned up pretty nicely on my end as well.
Lyra: Nice picture by the way!
Bon-Bon: Thanks! It’s a gift!
Lyra: Great! We’re doing great! Everything is great! Yep, everything is- Nothing is broken.
Bon-Bon: Are you seriously doing that right now?
Lyra: What? I’ve had this question for like a week. Which is about how long we’ve been sitting here.
Bon-Bon: Oh my gosh…
Lyra: So yeah! We’re doing great! Great to hear from you! Thanks for aski- [Thunderous Boom] [Eldritch screech from a distance] Bon-Bon: Let’s move! Lyra: I’m on it!
Lyra: Because he doesn’t want to risk interfering with his sister’s life.
Bon-Bon: That doesn’t make any sense
Lyra: It makes perfect sense. He doesn’t want to be a burden.
Bon-Bon: That makes less sense. We burden ourselves with others everyday. He’s not even going to give his sister the choice?
Lyra: The choice is already a burden. She’s fine. It’s better this way.
Bon-Bon: Does it feel better?
Lyra: It’s not supposed to feel better. It’s selfless. It’s right.
Bon-Bon: It’s selfishly denying family an opportunity. If he would really drag her down, which I highly doubt, then it’s her right to make that choice.
Lyra: You don’t understand. You never grew up rejected. Shielding others from yourself is how you show you care.
Bon-Bon: No, Lyra. I don’t think you understand what it means to have a family. I hope you never deny me a choice like that.
1) Lyra: From me? Certainly! Probably not from Bon-Bon though.
2) And now it’s time for a very special reading of… The Meme That Never Was.
Chapter 1. Milhouse was walking home from school with his friend Bart. “Gosh Bart, those DE-motivational posters you showed me in computer class sure were funny!“ “Yeah,“ Bart replied, “But they’ve kinda gotten stale. They’re an old and tired meme.“ “What’s a meme?“ Milhouse asked. Bart raised an eyebrow at the question, but answered with a smile all the same, “They’re groups of funny pictures or ideas that are, you know, related.“ Milhouse’s eyes grew large, “Do you think I could be a meme, Bart?“ Bart laughed. “You can’t be a meme, Milhouse! No one person can!“ And with that Bart lighted upon his skateboard and sped off home. Milhouse stopped and watched Bart leave. But there was a fire in his eyes. “What if…“ He said to himself quietly, “What if…“