- >”Come on, pleeease?”
- “No.”
- >”Why not?'
- “I've already told you before, its weird.”
- >”It won't be weird to me!”
- “Ask me again later.”
- >”That's what you said 5 minutes ago!”
- >Lyra puffs her cheeks out rebelliously as you walk side-by-side through the empty streets.
- >She's been requesting you to ride her back ever since you left your apartment building.
- >You've been denying her at every turn.
- >Even trying to levitate you on top of her proved fruitless.
- >Either she's not very good at magic, or you need to lose some serious weight.
- >Normally, you wouldn't be one to provoke a creature that can easily snuff your life.
- >Unfortunately, the whole sudden apocalypse of your world has left you a bit crestfallen.
- >The unicorn's banter has helped your mind a bit, along with her occasional nuzzle.
- >But you were more in a mood to mope for your way of life, rather than appease a large talking horse.
- >”Anon, you in there?”
- “Wuh, huh?”
- >You look over to Lyra, wearing a face of concern.
- >Both of you stop in the middle of the street as you reluctantly look at her.
- >She puts a hoof to your shoulder as it sinks into the soft center.
- >It grips your arm lightly, almost endearingly.
- >”You've just been looking at the ground all glassy-eyed, what's wrong?”
- >You put your free hand over the hoof, keeping contact with her.
- >Trying your best attempt to not be too sarcastic to your watcher, you clear your throat.
- “Aside from the whole, the-world-as-I-know-it-is-gone, I'm fine.”
- >Her hoof releases you as you move your hand off her.
- >She presents her side to you as she lowers herself to the ground.
- >”Come on, I'm supposed to be protecting you. You can rest on my back.”
- >Looking at her with weary eyes, she gives a nervous grin.
- >”Hey, I know this whole invasion thing is a lot to take in, so you should really take a break, I'll get us back to camp with everyone else!”
- >You scratch your head in frustration as you give into her persistent demand.
- “Fine, but if its too bumpy, I'm jumping off.”
- >Don't want your precious jewels to suffer for going bareback.
- >”Deal!”
- >Getting a small running start, you leap onto her back.
- >The gentle teal glow helped guide your fall to mount her properly.
- >Your arms reach around her tree trunk of a neck as the vibrations of her gleeful titters resonate through you.
- >”See, it's not that bad, right?”
- >Her body was surprisingly warm as a cold breeze licked at your skin.
- >The soft, minty coat brushed against your cheek as you held her close to you.
- >Comfort radiated from her as you shifted your legs to wrap around her round sides.
- >You feel safe, secure and most important of all...
- >Wanted.
- “...It's not bad, I guess.”
- >She giggles at your response.
- >Obviously your actions betrayed your reserved response.
- >”Whatever you say Anon, I'll take it slow for you.”
- >Taking up a decently paced trot, you laid still against her.
- >Your mind wanders as the beat of her hooves against the concrete hypnotize you.
- >The trance is broken as you hear your ride's insides give a plaintive whine.
- >Lyra's step shook at the surprisingly loud sound as you feel your hairs stand on end.
- “Uhh... Lyra?”
- >”Y-yes Anon?”
- “I know we ate a bit before we left, but with your size, I'm assuming you can eat more, yeah?”
- >”Yes...?”
- >Her purposely prolonged answer didn't help ease your worries.
- >You've seen and heard what her kind can do.
- >No amount of apathy can make you ignore that your self-proclaimed protector can also be your grave.
- >”If you're worried about me eating you, don't. I have much more control than most ponies.”
- >Your hands grip at her coat.
- >You weren't at risk of falling off, but the tension made you antsy.
- >With a soft glow of her horn, she massages the area between your shoulderblades.
- “Oh...”
- >Relief washed over you as she continued to apply pressure to your back.
- >Strong enough to rub out the knots in your back, but gentle all at the same time.
- >Relaxing back onto her back, she gives a sigh of relief.
- >”Really, I mean it. I've been doing quite a bit of research about your world, and I'm not about to eat the first human who gave me a chance.”
- >Her stomach whines out again at her words.
- >”Though... we should really find food soon. I hope you're not against me eating the others if it comes down to it.”
- >You think on her last statement.
- >Would you be willing to sacrifice someone for Lyra's meal?
- >The thought has never crossed your mind until now.
- >She promised to protect you, but would you help her in kind?
- >Clearing her throat, you escape your thoughts as the mare awaited your approval.
- “I... I guess. Only if you can promise me one thing.”
- >Her trot slows to a snail's pace, preparing for the condition of your promise.
- “If a pony tried to take me away from you, would you take care of them too?”
- >You feel her flinch at your question.
- >She stops as she thinks, hoof tapping away at the solid ground.
- >You peek around her neck, only to see a very serious Lyra.
- >Clearly she didn't think about that situation either.
- >”...when we come to it, I'll let you know then.”
- >Withdrawing your head back, you continue to lay relaxed against her.
- “Same here.”
- >You hear her breathe through clenched teeth as the tension rises between you two.
- >Her trot starts up again at a decent pace, leaving the uneasy conversation behind.
- >”Hey... do you mind if I nap in that building over there?”
- >Pointing with a hoof, she motions towards the remnants of a bakery.
- >The building has no sign of life, but appears to be an ideal place to stay for a spell.
- >”Might even be able to find some leftover goods, right?”
- >You nod weakly at her statement.
- “Sure, we can gather what we can, and have a snack ourselves.”
- >The trampled goods at the entrance of the bakery gave you a bit of hope.
- >If all else fails, you could always eat the crumbs.
- >Cautiously entering the building, Lyra pops right in.
- >”Let's just grab what we can, and knock out in the corner there real quick, okay?”
- >The little corner housing a bench with a lone pillow would be your temporary resting spot.
- “Sure. Though you should take your time. I want my protector to be at full power.”
- >She snickers at your snarky attitude.
- >”Whatever you say, my little human.”
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Heart Things: Chapter 3
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