Minus Princess Twilight? Okay… Well let’s see… There was Rainbow Dash. And… Um… Roseluck? Was Aunt Bon-Bon an Element of Harmony? She always seems to be busy.
As you approach the pair you quickly realize exactly why they seem so noteworthy. That mix of pink and blue next to that blend of minty green and white. That’s Aunt Bon-Bon and Lyra! You found them! Although, you still have no idea why they’re here, what they’re doing, or why they left in the first place.
You’d run over to them as fast as you could if your stupid, backward legs would let you! As you get closer you get a good look at their faces. They’re not pony faces, obviously, but it has to be them! You can see it in their eyes! There can be no doubt!
They slowly turn away from you. Fearing they might walk off you get ready to call out to them. But just before you do, Aunt Bon-Bon leans close to Lyra. Is she whispering? Telling a secret? You expect Lyra to turn her head so she can hear, but instead she copies Aunt Bon-Bon. Is this a game? Are they playing mirror?
…
You practically fall behind a column to hide yourself. You try to make sense of what you just saw, but how can you? Nothing makes sense anymore!
Yesterday you were a pony. Today you’re some kind of minotaur-dragon… thing. But this…? This is too much even for fantasy!
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.
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.
1) Lyra: I’ve tried. I think the phrase “lost cause” was used last time.
Bon-Bon: I was talking about the food, not you.
2) I know that Hanukkah isn’t the huge deal in Judaism that Christmas and Hearth’s Warming is. It’s the celebration of a victory and a miracle, but there are bigger holy days in their calendar.
And I know that Kwanzaa is relatively new. As a celebration of African heritage, it has no religious subtext. This means that it can serve as complementary to the celebration of any other holiday with no regard to its origin. I also know that it’s not widely celebrated.
3) I guess Dark Souls 2… Not really happy with that answer, but I haven’t played very many games that came out this year.
4) Stop. Forced memes are not okay.
For those struggling at home, the last meme of the year is “blank is the last meme of the year”. You’re welcome.
5) B: I’m at a loss for words here. Did they really just say four-twenty blaze it instead of just blaze it?
4) You were stabbed?! You were stabbed in Ponyville?! How did this happen?! There’s a shelter in Ponyville!
I… [sigh] I can’t visit you now. I have to get up for work in six hours and I can’t cancel. I shouldn’t even be awake right now. Just… hold on. I’ll be there tomorrow to see you.
1) Can’t you… fly?
2) I suppose that’s a difficult question. Ponies are vegetarians, not vegans. We eat and use milk and eggs in our cooking. But the milk is given voluntarily (though some would argue against that) and the eggs are unfertilized. “Nothing living harmed, and nothing harmed living” or at least nothing consumed has ever been alive by any stretch of the definition.
In Vitro meat can’t boast the same. It’s not real meat, but it still involves the use of slaughterhouses to collect the blood used in its production. You might consider it to be more humane (which is itself a silly word), but it’s not solving the problem. Just reducing it.
3) Bon-Bon: Of course I don’t. But it’d be nice.
4) Bon-Bon: Hmph!
5) I suppose it was wrong of me to think, even subconsciously, that I was more attractive than Bon-Bon. I guess that’s not a healthy way of categorizing things.
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!]
1) I’ve probably seen all but a few minutes of it, but never all at once. And while I’m aware of the movie’s setting, I’d hardly call it a good movie for the holidays.
2) Oh sure. Definitely speed boats. Automobiles? Nah. Magic? Don’t even have that. But speed boats are definitively human.
3) Lyra: You see? You see?! This is what I’m talking about!
Bon-Bon: Oh for Celestia’s sake, get over it.
Lyra: You don’t have this problem! Everypony thinks we’re together so they all know you’re gay!
Bon-Bon: Excuse me? I’m constantly mistaken for being straight!
Lyra: My flank.
Bon-Bon: And what’s that supposed to mean? Stallions constantly hit on me!
Lyra: Ha!
Bon-Bon: Oh! Oh I am so done!
Lyra: Bon-Bon! You can’t- I’m not hit on all the time, so-!
Bon-Bon: So how what, Lyra?
Lyra: I-… That… I’m not saying that!
Bon-Bon: You don’t have to!
Lyra: Bon-Bon! I’m sorry!
Bon-Bon: The nerve!
1) If there’s one thing that’s consistent in all dimensions of all civilizations, it’s a once-a-year sale that makes ponies behave like lunatics.
3) Lyra: You know, I’ve never really paid attention to the lyrics of the song. They’re not describing a pirate, they’re talking about a sailor.
Bon-Bon: It is a little silly. Pirates are a dangerous sort. Oh, but I’ve just been so busy! Hopefully I’ll get to continuing that story soon!
4) That’s fine. That’s fine that you gave no advanced notice. That you sent this message four hours after everypony had already started gathering.
I’m not mad.
5) Because that’s something perfectly acceptable to say to somepony. “Boy howdy questioning your sexuality sure is a thing you should do!”
I’m fine, thank you.
1) Oh that’s right, dubstep exists. I had forgotten. On an unrelated note I’m now depressed.
Bon-Bon and I are still working through some issues. We got through last night alright at least.
2) Oh my Cels… Oh my God… Where the [omitted] have you been? Why did you suddenly come back?
3) I'ma be straight with ya. You need to talk less about murders during social gatherings. It’s not really appropriate.
4) You’re going to see if you can find B before you try staying at a shelter…
I’ve tried talking to B about it. He says he only knows were you lived back before you started working for the government. And that if you never moved he’s not taking you back there anyway. He also thinks this is an act. I tried to tell you, he doesn’t like you.
5) Bon-Bon: Yes. Thank you, Mike. I managed to piece that together on my own.
Lyra: I said I’m sorry! I was mad!
Bon-Bon: You know, Lyra, some of the most hurtful things anypony has ever said to me have come from you.
Lyra: That? You think that was hurtful?
Bon-Bon: And don’t compare it to how things were for you when you were growing up either.
Lyra: Yeah… Still working through some issues…
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?
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