Bon-Bon: Rebecca. I know you only want the best for me, but who I spend my days with is not your decision to make. And if you respect me for the things I’ve done, then you have to respect Lyra for the things she was forced to struggle through. That’s why I like spending time with her. Secret organizations, life-threatening situations, cloak-and-dagger; it may not have been my first choice, but it was still my choice. Lyra didn’t have that choice.

Bon-Bon: Besides, you think I want to be spoon-fed ambrosia from a silver bowl? I moved out here so I could be a normal mare. I like Lyra because she doesn’t treat me special. She never did. I didn’t do what I did for wealth or stature, I did it because it was the right thing. And we don’t do the right thing expecting something in return. We do it-
Ribbon: Because it’s right…

Bon-Bon: You’re my sister and I still love you, Rebecca. But this is it. If you do something like this again I can’t have you in my life anymore. I know when Mom gave up on me it put a lot of pressure on you, but you’re the one that choose to accept that pressure. And you’ve more than risen to her expectations! It’s ridiculous that I can trust you with my secret identity but not my everyday life.
Ribbon: But what about when she leaves? What about when you’re left here all alone?
Lyra: Why does everypony keep thinking I’m going somewhere?
Bon-Bon: We don’t live expecting the worst. We just enjoy what we have while we have it. It’s all we can do.
Ribbon: I’m… I’m sorry, Samantha! I’m sorry, Lyra!
Bon-Bon: I choose to believe you. Please don’t make that a mistake… And don’t call me Samantha.

Ribbon: I don’t… I mean I never…
Lyra: If you don’t know, I can tell you. It’s because I’m an orphan. Because I’m poor. I have no past and I might as well have no future.
Ribbon: That is not-!
Lyra: I don’t belong in your life unless I’m one of those poor ponies begging for your help: “They have to find me innocent, right?! I was never there! I don’t even know them!“ You can’t stand that you have no power over me!
Ribbon: Bonnie shouldn’t have to-!
Lyra: You act like it’s about her, but it’s all about you, isn’t it?! I’m not what you want! I’m just a street urchin, or a drifter, or some Romarei slur I know better than to repeat under such context!
Ribbon: Romarei?
Lyra: And if it’s not that then it’s just me! You despise everything I am! Nothing would please you more than to have me locked up or banished for the rest of my days! Anything to get me out of the way! You’d rather Bon-Bon spend time with anypony else in Equestria! Anypony but me!

Ribbon: YOU DON’T DESERVE HER! You’re a filthy, foul-mouthed, wretched creature!  And the very arrogance! You think it’s you? You think you’re anything special?! Ha! I’d have a line- A LINE- running out that door and around this little shack seven-times over on rich ponies alone! The Bohun family matched wits with the princesses and, even in defeat, still came out on top! We’re practically nobility! Ponies would kill to marry into our family! And if that were all… If you knew what she’s done for us all…
Bon-Bon: She knows, Rebecca.
Ribbon: She… does? Even the name?
Bon-Bon: Even the name.
Ribbon: And still? And still you swear in her presence!? Treat her like a commoner?! Equestria- the princesses- neigh, the entire world owes itself to Samantha, and that was before she joined the agency! Risked her life everyday! Saved thousands of lives a hundred times over! My sister deserves the hoof of a prince! Or a princess. Royalty and any rate! That’s why I only ever brought her the best! Dignitaries! CEOs! Diplomats! The Captain of the Wonderbolts-!

Lyra: Wait! Wait a minute! Spitfire? Spitfire was interested in Bon-Bon? You had a chance with Spitfire and turned it down?
Bon-Bon: She’s really not that great-
Lyra: Who else? Name names.
Ribbon: I- Uh… Emerald Beacon?
Lyra: Keep going.
Ribbon: Professor Hayton? Filthy Rich before he got back together with his wife, though even I’ll admit that was a poor judgement call on my part. Then Marigold Riverside, Spitfire, Fleur Dis Lee-
Lyra: The famous model?! She donates, like, thousands of bits a year!
Bon-Bon: And she’ll continue to do so with or without me- I think we’re losing focus here.

Ribbon: Thank you for inviting me over, Bonnie. I appreciate the opportunity to… to… You’re blocking the doorway.
Bon-Bon: You did not ask for permission to enter.

Ribbon: I see… May I come inside, sister?
Bon-Bon: You may. And you may have a seat.

Ribbon: Ah. I… did not realize Lyra would be here.
Lyra: Looks like you don’t quite know everything then, huh?
Ribbon: This suddenly feels like a bad time-
Bon-Bon: Sit. Down. This? This is ending now. No backward comments, no whispering under your breath. I’m tried of this between you two.

Lyra: I didn’t do any-!
Bon-Bon: Shut. Up. You might paint yourself as a saint on your blog, but I know better. Rebecca, say your piece.

Ribbon: Lyra, I’m sorry for-
Bon-Bon: Stop. If I was born yesterday, that would make you even younger than me. I don’t want to hear a bunch of fake apologies as you both go back to plotting behind each others’ back.
Lyra: I never-!
Bon-Bon: Shut! UP! … Rebecca, look at me. I am not sorry for what I said and what I did. I haven’t forgiven you and, even if Lyra does, I probably never will. Flaunting your money I didn’t mind. The suitors? I could deal with. But you attacked my friend and I want to know why. What possible reason could you have to go out of your way to try and ruin somepony’s life?

Bon-Bon: So? How was it?

Lyra: A lot of the kids I used to work with have either moved or graduated.

Bon-Bon: Oh… I’m so sorry.

Lyra: The staff is mostly the same, but some familiar faces are gone.

Bon-Bon: Well, at least most of them are still there.

Lyra: It’s a lot of work. I don’t think I was physically prepared.

Bon-Bon: I understand.

Lyra: I missed it so much, Bon-Bon. It’s not easy, and a lot has changed, but I never realized how much I missed being there! Why in Equestria did I ever leave?

Bon-Bon: I’m so relieved to hear you say that.

Lyra: I just feel so much more accomplished! And lighter! That job at the train station was so stressful!

Bon-Bon: I’m glad you feel that way.

Lyra: Are… you alright? I kinda thought you’d be more excited for me.

[Pause]

Lyra: What are you going to do about Ribbon?

Bon-Bon: I… I don’t know yet. Every time I forgive her she does this to me all over again. She just… I don’t know yet. I don’t.

Lyra: Hello?

Ribbon: I know I’m probably the last pony in Equestria you want to see right now, but if you can just give me a minute to talk to you… Please?

Lyra: … What do I care?

Ribbon: I know we don’t get along. And I’m beginning to understand that I’m the one largely to blame. I’m still not convinced what I did was wrong, yet… I love my husband, contrary to what you might believe. But Bonnie… My sister means everything to me. If I were forced to choose between them… It would not even be a decision. [Sniff] I cannot bare the thought of living without her…

Ribbon: I tried. I talked and persuaded, civilly, financially, and legally, but they would not even consider reversing your dismissal. I… cannot undo what I did to you… No matter how much I wish I could. But… I remember how you used to talk about the fillies and colts, at the school? You would sound pleased with yourself. Not always, but-

Lyra: You…?

Ribbon: It’s not permanent. It will only last until the end of the school year, but it was all that I could manage at that particular location. I held the position for you. You’re free to start back tomorrow, if you’d like.

Lyra: … Thank you.

Ribbon: That’s more than I deserve. I wouldn’t dare ask for your forgiveness. I… If you mean that much to her, I don’t want either of you to ever feel the regret I do now. Especially not because of something I did…

[Pause]

Ribbon: Tootsie… Liza misses both of you dearly.

Bon-Bon: How could you?!

Ribbon: I don’t see what she’s so broken up about. I did her a favor. She loathed that job. I half expected her to laugh in my face when I told her!

Bon-Bon: No… You knew. You knew how hard it is for her to get a job. And now you’ve not only hurt her, you’ve hurt me! Do you know how much debt we have right now? I’ve been depending on her paycheck!

Ribbon: Then I’ll give you the money you need. Let her have a vacation for all I care. It’s a non-issue. Or would that hurt your pride?

Bon-Bon: How… dare you! You take away our financial independence… and then have the nerve to insult me?!
Ribbon: I-
Bon-Bon: NO! Not another word! You crossed the line last time and I forgave you too soon! But this?! Y-You’re a traitor and a coward! You can tell Liza I’m sorry, but it would feel wrong for her to stay here where you’re no longer welcome.
Ribbon: What-?
Bon-Bon: Get out of my house! And don’t come back!

Ribbon: But-! Sister-!
Bon-Bon: I HAVE NO SISTER!

[Slam!]

Ribbon: Bonnie! … Bonnie…? What have I done…?

Ribbon: Hello, Lyra. How’s it going, Lyra?
Lyra: Ribbon? B-
Ribbon: I know Bon-Bon isn’t here. My revenge is against you, not her.
Lyra: W-what?

Ribbon: It’s a funny little thing you run. Your blog. You don’t always say the nicest things on there, do you? Hmm? But maybe that was just me. So I got to thinking, ‘Gee, perhaps I’m being unfair. Maybe I should ask for a second opinion…‘ Don’t quite follow yet? Some ponies who might feel like your image reflects their own?

Lyra: No…
Ribbon: No?

Lyra: Please.
Ribbon: Please?
Lyra: I’m begging you!
Ribbon: It’s too late for begging.
Lyra: [Gasp]
Ribbon: You’ll go into work tomorrow to a pink slip! I only came over see the look on your face! That’s what you get for crossing-…
Lyra: [Sob]

Ribbon: That’s… not quite…
Lyra: [Crying, fading into the distance]

Ribbon: I don’t… You were supposed to be angry… It’s just some lousy job you hated… Isn’t it?

Ribbon: It looks just like the pictures. Absolutely amazing, Tootsie!

Tootsie: Liza.

Ribbon: Liza. Yes. I’m just so proud of you!

Tootsie: Thanks!

Ribbon: I mean, you display such proficiency and skill-
Tootsie: Mom.
Ribbon: I can’t imagine you doing anything else!
Tootsie: Mom.
Ribbon: If you’re this good now, just think of what you’ll be capable of in the-
Tootsie: Mom!

Ribbon: Alright, alright. Go grab your things. I’ll carry your horticulture marvel. I’m sure your father will be delighted to see your work! Look Bonnie!

Bon-Bon: I’ve been watching her take care of that flower for the last few months, Ribbon.

Ribbon: But just look here! Where the leaves change color? The book says that’s very hard to do!

Bon-Bon: And that’s wonderful, Ribbon! I’m happy for Liza.

Ribbon: Oh you shush. I’m a mother and I’m proud of my daughter’s work. Nothing more.

Bon-Bon: Right… Can you hurry up and get that thing out of here? Lyra’s been sneezing like mad ever since it bloomed.

Ribbon: Really? Almost a shame to take it then.

Bon-Bon: I don’t know what got between you two, but I don’t like it.

Ribbon: She won’t like it either…

Bon-Bon: I didn’t catch that?

Ribbon: Oh-uh, our maid, dear. She has allergies too. I’m sure she won’t like the flower either. But nothing for you to be concerned with!