Tootsie: Hello? I hope it’s okay that I walked home from school by myself. Usually somepony picks me up. But you weren’t there. Hello? Lyra? Aunt Bon-Bon? Simple, do you need to go out? And your bowls are empty. What’s going on here?

Bon-Bon: Still no word on Lyra…

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

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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.

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1) The video. My response.

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.