Lyra: I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation.

Twilight: I just… never quite put two and two together, I guess.

Lyra: More than that, I can’t believe you didn’t get me! You came back to Ponyville for Pinkie Pie but you didn’t get me?!

Twilight: Well, I couldn’t carry Pinkie Pie and you at once.

Lyra: Alright, fine.

Twilight: I’m really sorry for how I treated you, Lyra.

Lyra: Yeah, well it’s not alright. I was never as smart, or as quick, or as clever, so I couldn’t even keep up with you and Moondancer. Quite clearly, I might as well have not even existed to you.

Twilight: I know! And I’m sorry! If I can just-

Lyra: But you know what really gets to me? All the help you’ve given me. I figured it was because we went way back. But not even knowing who I was? How could anypony have really changed that much? How could a pony that only had friends by association become this selfless… thing? … But I guess that’s why you became the princess. And me…?

Twilight: Lyra… I-

Lyra: I don’t really want to talk right now, Twilight. I just want to think to myself.

Lyra: Blossomforth! [Heavy Knocking] Blossomforth! [Heavy Knocking] If you don’t open this door for me you’ll open it for Twilight!

Blossomforth: Lyra? What’s going on?

Lyra: Well look who decided to wake up! I bet you had a real long night last night!

Blossomforth: I didn’t invite you inside.

Lyra: Cut the crap! I didn’t tell Twilight yet, but I know what you’ve done!

Blossomforth: You… you were spying on me?

Lyra: You bet your flank I was! How could you?!

Blossomforth: I-I didn’t think it was that big of a deal! It’s just a show!

Lyra: Just a-… What?

Blossomforth: And I thought you liked My Little Human.

Lyra: Don’t play dumb with me! I saw you fly out of Twilight’s Castle! You’ve been going to the human world!

Blossomforth: WHAT!? No! Never! I hated that place! Everything moves too fast and it’s so loud and I can’t fly and last time I was there a filly got hurt and the other two ran off and they were my responsibility and I couldn’t find either of-!

Lyra: Wait a minute. Wait a minute! You seriously haven’t been going to the human world? I saw a pegasus fly out of the castle late last night.

Blossomforth: So I’m suddenly the only pegasus in Ponyville?!

Lyra: You’re the only pegasus that knows about it! Except Rainbow Dash. And Fluttershy. Okay, I might not know everypony that knows about it. Maybe I jumped the hurdle here.

Blossomforth: MAYBE?! I’m about to have a panic attack!

Lyra: Alright I’m sorry! I just didn’t want you to get in trouble if I could talk you out of it! Just- Don’t tell anypony about this! Twilight is trying to catch whoever is responsible before they can do anything rash.

Blossomforth: I don’t even want to remember this! Get out of my house!

[Door Slam] [Pause]

Lyra: Okay. That went well.

Tootsie: [Audible Yawn]

Bon-Bon: When you said you were planning a picnic, this isn’t what I had in mind.

Lyra: Hey! You were the one that said you didn’t like me going out late by myself. Now I’m not alone!

Bon-Bon: Tootsie, let’s go home.

Tootsie: No. I… [Audiable Yawn] I wanna catch the badguy too.

Lyra: You hear that? So heroic and brave! And not covert and secret-keeping…

Bon-Bon: Okay fine! I’m the crazy pony here!

Lyra: As long as you know!

Bon-Bon: This is so stupid… If somepony’s breaking into the castle, they aren’t going to be so easy to find. Are you expecting them to just walk out the front-… Lyra. Lyra! Up! Up! The window!

Lyra: Holy crap! That’s not Twilight!

Tootsie: Oh my gosh! That’s them!

Lyra: Shh! Quiet! Twilight doesn’t want them to know we know anything!

Bon-Bon: So what do we do?

Lyra: I’m… I’m trying to make out who it is.

Bon-Bon: They’re already flying away.

Lyra: Shoot! But we know it’s a pegasus. Which gives me a pretty good idea of who it might be…

Lyra: Yeah. That’s definitely turned on.

Spike: The portal to the human world was like this when we got back from Canterlot. You really don’t know anything about it?

Lyra: No. I don’t have a reason to go back to that world again. I got everything I needed the first time.

Spike: This is really bad… If Twilight finds out-

Twilight: Finds out what?

Spike: Twilight! I-I-

Twilight: I already know everything, Spike.

Spike: You… do?

Twilight: Even with the map, I still consider this portal the most valuable and dangerous object in the castle. You think I don’t check on it several times a day?

Spike: But… why didn’t you say anything?

Twilight: You were solving a problem, so I let you take care of it. And you did a good job, Spike. At least until this happened. Speaking of which… Lyra, did this little lie lead to a greater truth too?

Lyra: Hey, I don’t know anything about this!

Twilight: I’d like to believe that, but you already tried going behind my back once. Regardless, this is a major security risk. There’s no telling who went in there, what they’re doing, or what they might bring back.

Lyra: So close the portal. Risk gone.

Twilight: I can’t! If whoever passed through the portal is still in there, they’ll be trapped! And if they become desperate… Ooh… I wish I’d dismantled that machine the moment I got back!

Spike: What do we do now?

Lyra: Go in after them?

Twilight: No… If something bad happens, Sunset Shimmer will contact me. I can’t let whoever went in there know that we know. We’re going to have to wait this one out, Spike. Lyra, I want to trust you. Whoever is doing this could be coming and going daily. If you find out anything, please let me know.

Lyra: Yeah, sure.

Lyra: Well hey there, Spike!

Spike: Lyra? Uh… Is Bon-Bon here?

Lyra: Yeah, you need her?

Spike: N-no, I… Is Tootsie Flute here?

Lyra: Yes, Spike. The gang is all here. What’s up?

Spike: Um… Can you come with me? I think I need to show you something.

Lyra: You think you need to show me something?

Bon-Bon: We have, yes. We don’t talk much, though. B is one of Lyra’s friends. I think.

Bon-Bon: [Sigh] B is very strange. He does… something… When you look at him, you see a pony. It doesn’t look remarkable. Nothing about it stands out. And when you look away, you won’t remember what the pony looked like. 

Bon-Bon: I’ve tested it before. I’ve wrote down a characteristic about him, like “long mane”, then held it up next to him. And periodically it’ll make sense. But then it… won’t? I’ve even tried writing down something while looking at him, but I could never even finish a word before I disagreed with what I was writing. Same thing with his voice.

Bon-Bon: He’s very serious. Not that he looks very serious, but…

Bon-Bon: I don’t really like him. I’ve tried to talk to him, but he’s just this… intimidating… thing… I don’t think anypony should have the kind of power he has. I don’t even like him being in the house. But let’s face it, there’s nothing I could do to stop him. At least this way I can see him. Sometimes… Even if I don’t know what I’m looking at…

I’m sorry, Strawberry. I was just trying to lighten the mood. I don’t really know what to say about it anymore. Statistically speaking, with your memories being gone as long as they have, you probably won’t ever remember. Unless your memories were magically drained or locked, I don’t think there’s anything that can be done.

The only consolation, though it is a big one, is that you’re still able to form and retain new memories. When memory loss is involved, that’s a big deal.

I know it can be hard- even painful, but at this point it might be best to just… move on. Forget the past. Focus on the values you have now, the interests you have now, and the skills you have now and enjoy life like you have no past. No standard to compare to. No bar to set. You can have fun learning and growing all over again and- Who knows? You might end up being something you’re even more proud of than you ever could have been before!

I mean, that’s what I did.

Bon-Bon: Ugh! Lyra! You’d better not have gone to the human world!

Bon-Bon: Still no word on Lyra…

Bon-Bon: As unlikely as I thought it’d be, I looked anyway. Nothing.

Bon-Bon: What kind of emergency would have made her do that? And to leave without telling me? No. That can’t be it…

Bon-Bon: I’m going to look back through her blog. Maybe she mentioned something.

Bon-Bon: Okay. So, Lyra never came home yesterday. And originally I was really angry because I figured she went drinking. But I-I went to work and came home. And then I searched all over town and I can’t find her anywhere. Nopony’s seen her. If anypony knows anything, please let me know. I’m very worried.

2) Tape leg two!

[Whir-r-r-r-r] [Kaboom!]

Incidentally, I dressed up as a mummy for Nightmare Night once. So whether intended or not, there is a logical connection.

3) B: Has the existence of marijuana ever been established in this world?

Lyra: As far as I can remember the only narcotic that’s ever been confirmed by name was arid.

4) Bon-Bon: … No. Why would you have a cutie mark for candy and dream of being a model? There’s no logical progression there. Also, only one of us can sing. And it isn’t her.

5) …

Bon-Bon: Where are you going? Was that the last question?

Lyra: Oh nothing. I’ll be back later. I just gotta …go do something. 

Bon-Bon: No! You know what? Not done!

Lyra: Bon-Bon, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean-

Bon-Bon: You see these curls? Ponies love these curls! Ponies adore these curls! Ponies will lose their train of thought and just stare at these curls!

Lyra: They’re very nice and I-

Bon-Bon: You see these baby blues? Ponies get lost in these baby blues! When I bat these eyelashes, ponies melt to the floor!

Lyra: Yes, I’ve always liked your eyes and-

Bon-Bon: You see these hips?

Lyra: Um.

Bon-Bon: Ponies love these hips! These are strong, sturdy hips! You think I got these hips from sitting on my flank all day eating candy? I don’t think so! I sway these hips from left to right and I could bust a door down! Doorbusters! That’s what they call these hips!

Lyra: I um-

Bon-Bon: You see these legs? Do they look wimpy and flabby to you? These legs come from standing all day. Running around. Bending over. Lifting, pulling- working! These are tone, shaped legs! These are the kind of legs mares wish they had!

Lyra: I-

Bon-Bon: So don’t you dare, Lyra! Don’t you dare think I’m not attractive! I am drop-dead gorgeous and don’t you forget it!

[Slam!]

Twilight: Oh! Lyra! I wasn’t expecting to see you here!

Lyra: Yeah… I just wanted to come by to thank you again for your help. You know, personally.

Twilight: I was happy to help, of course. But to be honest I’m still a little uneasy about lying. I don’t feel that was the best decision.

Lyra: Bon-Bon’s been talking for years about expanding and hiring some help, but she’d never go through with it. She always thinks she’s looking so far ahead, but really she’s just afraid of the risks. Risks I can take for her. She wants to do it, but she’d never agree to me helping her unless she thought she could pay me back.

Twilight: And you’re sure this was the only way to make that happen?

Lyra: You’ve got your elements of harmony to guide you. But growing up I had a different set of rules to go by. A little lie here can lead to a greater truth down the road.

Twilight: But this isn’t some little white lie. She’s going to eventually find out that there is no government grant. Approximately a year from now, in fact.

Lyra: Hopefully by then it won’t matter…

Twilight: According to this you work some… sixty hours a week!

Bon-Bon: No, I’m in the shop sixty hours a week. I work much more than that once I’m home. Especially during the busier half of the year.

Lyra: It’s not like you’re really working that entire time.

Bon-Bon: Oh, you mean like you’re not really working when you’re sitting in your little stall doing nothing most of the time? And for half the hours?

Lyra: I am-!

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Lyra: I don’t believe this…

Bon-Bon: Thank you so much for seeing us, your highness!

Princess Twilight Sparkle: It’s my pleasure! I’m delighted by this opportunity!

Lyra: I don’t belieeeeeeeeve this…

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