First and third coltfriend.
First eventually returned the feeling; third only ever saw me as an object. He didn’t even care when I broke it off.
First and third coltfriend.
First eventually returned the feeling; third only ever saw me as an object. He didn’t even care when I broke it off.
No. I have aspirations.
I’m just content with where I am right now.
Mostly…
That’s a funny type of question.
I don’t even know if Liora is the name my parents gave me; it’s just what I was always called, as far back as I can remember anyway. I have no idea what my full name would be.
I’m just Lyra.
To review: I knew Bon-Bon a little from my childhood, but I hadn’t seen her in quite a while before moving in with her. But when you become roommates you give each other a little more trust and freedom, and all that good stuff from the start, especially when you’re the one moving in. We quickly grew into the closest of friends over the first year I lived here.
As for your current situation, I can’t quite relate. I’m not gay; I’ve never had any romantic feelings for Bon-Bon. At this point, she’s like a sister to me.
Let me make one thing clear…
I have never been raped. Have I done some things I’d rather not have done? Sure, but I decided a long time ago that I would never be one hundred percent forced into anything. If it looked like I might have been, I went along with it willingly, You understand me?
I couldn’t live with myself if I was ever raped…
You want to have this out right now? With me sick as [omitted] and medicated into a haze? You disappear week after week and you choose now to press me? Fine.
I don’t know what the [omitted] I want anymore! I thought I did. I was positive for an eternity. But I don’t know anymore…
The idea of just traveling with a band from place to place, without a care in the world for anything… It was an escape. It was an escape from the reality that I’m stuck here. Or stuck there. Or wherever I’m assigned to go!
I never wanted to leave the castle! I was told months in advance about being relocated… And it still came too soon! I never wanted to come to Ponyville! I… I hated this place! And that escape? That little notion of abandoning it all and getting out? That’s what kept me going!
But… Things changed… I have friends now… Real ones. Or, at least I hope real ones… And Sweetie Belle. How could I ever leave her? She’s my life now… She reminds me so much of myself… I have to make sure things turn out different! I can’t let her live through the horrors I faced!
And Krastos… he isn’t just a nice bear, he’s a family man! I’ve seen him with foals and… [sniff] I wish I could be like that… I’ll be honest, I don’t love him as much as I’ve loved in the past. But I feel like I can! I really do! Please don’t take this the wrong way, Krastos… You make me feel… like… like-
[Cough] [Cough]
Like the world isn’t such a dark place…
But you? Now you’re a teacher here in Ponyville now? You actually live here now? I wouldn’t ever have to wake up and you’d be gone?
…
Now that I could actually be with you… I don’t know that I want to… I don’t know that I ever wanted to… You were always perfect to me. The perfect escape. But now I don’t want to leave, and you couldn’t take me if I did…
…
It’s not fair… It’s not fair to me, and it’s not fair to you…
[Sniff]
That night… When I looked out the open window to the courtyard far below? It was you. That perfect escape is what I held on to. You’re the one that steadied my nerves… You’re the reason I’m here today.
[Sob]
And I’ll never be able to thank you enough for it… You really are perfect…
[Sniff]
But I can’t have you… I could never love you like a pony. You’d always be that thing; that idea that saved my life. I could never, and can never find any fault in you…
And that’s not love… That’s worship…
…
I’m sorry…
I… Don’t know…
Whatever it was probably got stolen or broke, though.
I bet it was this one really cool stick I had. Was shaped like a glaive-style spear! You know, with the blade that protrudes at the end and curves? Even had a knot where the shaft would theoretically meet the blade!
That thing was so cool…
Certainly very creative, but not really applicable.
I don’t even really like kisses. I like hugs.
Could be worse. I have no family, but here I am with a ‘sister’ and two foals to love. I’ve had three failed relationships, but Boscov is really growing on me. I might not be getting paid for my music right now, but at least I’m getting to play for ponies.
Wow, this turned out sappy.
I try to pretend it doesn’t matter, but every once in a while I just wonder sometimes, you know? What if this, what if that. I know it’s stupid, but it’s also not fair…
Maybe my parents were pricks anyway and I would have hated them. But I never had that option. I don’t know anything about them, or why I was left alone in a carriage next to a storefront all those years ago.
I didn’t know right away, but I started to piece it together.
Once I had things sorted out with York, I just asked him if it was me. I gotta work all next week; don’t really have time to beat-around-the-bush.
And thanks! Since we already know one another, we’re skipping the whole ‘first date’ thing and moving on to the fancy restaurant atmosphere!
…
Maybe… Indirectly, maybe my actions have stopped somepony from dying…
Have I ever stood over somepony hanging from the brink and pulled them back to safety? No… I was always either too late…
…
Sorry, this isn’t a subject I’m fond of… I think that’s it from me for tonight.
You had quite a chunk in change! All together it came out to roughly 8 bits!
Unfortunately, even without a frame to set it on, the bed will cost a little over two hundred…
I was a very sweet gesture, Sweetie. If you want, you can have the money back and you can spend it on something for yourself. You earned it after all.
It just warms my heart that you’d go through so much trouble for me! If it makes you feel any better, I can sleep on Tootsie’s bed tonight and tomorrow night, while she isn’t here.
I’ll get a bed soon, I promise. I just need to make sure this new job works out.
Excuse me, everypony. I have to go cry like an emotional little sissy now.
[Sniff]
My heart wasn’t ready for this.