A Guy, A Lyre, and a Park Bench -Chapter 15-

"Bon-Bon."

>"Zzz"

"Bonnie wake up. Bon-Bon."

>You give her a nudge with your foot, seeing as how she fell asleep on the floor near the couch.

"Seriously, Bon-Bon. Wake up."

>"Wha- whassit? What?"

>She rubs her eyes and peers up to you.

"We have a problem."

>"What?"

"You know how you told Lyra about how I chose you, and then she got all drunk because of it?"

>"Yeah?"

"And then you let her SLEEP with me, because you felt bad?"

>"Yeah."

"She doesn't remember you telling her."

>"...oh."

"She also used the "L" word."

>"...lesbians?"

"No the other "L" word."

>"..."

"..."

>"..."

"..."

>"Fu-."

 

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   "A Guy, a Lyre, and a Parkbench"

 

"Okay how are we doing this?"

>"What? What do you mean?"

"Bonnie we can't just NOT tell her. She's in there thinking I consummated our relationship!"

>"Why not?"

"Are... are you serious? You're the one who told her about us!"

>"I may have been drunk as well. And jealous."

"I cannot believe this right now. You told her about us, hell you even gave her the go ahead to violate me one last time. Remind me to never let you drink any form of alcohol ever ag-"

>"Are you covered in glitter?"

"What does that have to do with- no, we're not talking about glitter."

>"Did you go to a strip joint?"

"That's- no this isn't about that, we're focusing on Lyra Right now."

>"Who took you to a strip club?"

"Nobody took me to a-"

>"Did Whooves take you to a strip club?"

"This is not happening. Nope. We have bigger problems to deal wi-"

>"Seriously, if you went to one I don't mind. You're allowed to go to a club once in a while."

"Not talking about that! We need to focus on what's going on here, not on the- YES I went to a strip club!"

>"And you're covered in glitter why?..."

"Because they have glitter at strip joints! The strippers are covered in glitter and- Okay, okay okay okay, no. Focus. Lyra thinks I just "chose" her."

>"Right."

"I did NOT choose her."

>"Got it."

"Bon-Bon I'm serious, this is bad. I'm walking on eggshells at this point, we need a PLAN."

>"Look, let's just tell her."

"What just like that?!"

>"Yeah just like that."

"Oh, WHAT A PLAN. Why don't we just grab her out of bed and tell her on the couch?!"

 

Minutes Later

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zW7O1wpwbIg&feature=BFa&list=PL9AA4A2FDE37D2246

 

"So listen, we brought you to this couch for a reason."

>LYRA: "Uh huh."

"We're not here to interrogate you. We just want to talk."

>LYRA: "You grabbed me out of bed and plopped me on this couch, Anon."

"Right, yes I did that, yeah. But I have a reason."

>BON: "It's a good reason."

>LYRA: "Uh...huh..."

"So, let's uh... right where to start... uh..."

>...

"..."

>LYRA: "..."

>BON: "..."

"...life is like a box of chocolates."

>LYRA: "Wha-"

>BON: "Anon didn't choose you."

"God dammit I was going to go somewhere with the chocolate thing, Bon-Bon."

>LYRA: "Wait, what?"

"I... may have picked Bon-Bon to win the bet."

>LYRA: "..ha..haha...hahaha! That's funny! That's- you got me there, for a second. You really, really did. Hoo! Funny stuff man."

"..."

>BON: *cough*

>LYRA: "..."

"...so..."

>LYRA: "Ooooooohmahgaaaaaaaaawd."

"Oh, don't cry. C'mon don't do that."

>LYRA: "I just thought we had soooooommmeeethiiiihihiiiing *sob*"

"Aww c'mon Lyra, cheer up! Eh? C'moooon. You even said that whoever I chose, you'd be okay with it, eeeehhh?"

>LYRA: "I LLLIIIIIIIIEEEED."

>BON: "Oh boy here we go."

>LYRA: "I *heave* I just thought *heave* ohhh gaaaawwwwd."

"Please stop."

>LYRA: "Wait wait wait, why *sob* why did we have sex then?"

"Bon-Bon let you. As a one time thing. She felt bad."

>LYRA: "..."

>BON: "..."

>LYRA: "You're such a good friend!"

>She wraps Bon-Bon in a big hug, sobbing on her shoulder.

>Bon-Bon pats her on the back.

>BON: "You okay there darling?"

>LYRA: "Yeah...*sniff* yeah I'm okay. I freaked out, is all. I'm good. I'm good."

"..."

>BON: "..."

>LYRA: "..."

"so I was thinki-"

>LYRA: "uuUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAGH"

"Well shit."

>BON: "Maybe you should talk to her. Alone. Without me."

"What?"

>BON: "Yeah. Yeah you should do that."

"But I- You're ABANDONING me?!"

>BON: "You're a big boy, you can handle it."

>Bon-Bon doesn't move an inch.

"Are... are you just going to sit and watch me try to fix this?"

>BON: "Yes."

"Great. Fine. Alright. Cool."

>You clear your throat and sit on the couch next to Lyra.

"Uh... so... can we talk?"

>LYRA: "I *sniff* I guess."

"Alright well... uhm... Lyra?"

>LYRA: "Yeah?..."

"I'm sorry. I am."

>LYRA: "..."

"I know you have a lot of feelings for me, and you know I have feelings for you, but I mean... I got to make a choice, and I picked Bon-Bon."

>LYRA: "..."

"...uh..."

>Suddenly Lyra grabs you and kisses you like mad.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa, WHAT?!"

>LYRA: "I just... I don't..."

>Bon-Bon sits next to Lyra as well, putting a hoof on her shoulder.

>The three of you sit there for a while, waiting for Lyra to calm down and dry her eyes.

>After about five minutes, you speak up.

"Lyra?... you gonna be alright?"

>She slowly nods, smiling at you, then goes in for a hug.

>You were more than happy to oblige.

>But then she whispers low to you.

>LYRA: "You will know no end to my cock-blocking."

"Wha-"

>LYRA: "Bon-Bon! Hug!"

>The two of them hug, and you see Bon-Bon's face go from a happy smile to a neutral, almost foreboding grimace.

>She must have whispered the same thing to her.

>Great.

>LYRA: "So it's settled! You two have each other, and I get to ruin your love life from here on out! Any objections?"

"..."

>BON: "..."

>You raise a hand up, and Bon-Bon raises a hoof.

>LYRA: "Objection denied."

"Okay, yeah, I'm having a drink."

>LYRA: "It's, like, eight o'clock in the morning."

"Your point?"

>LYRA: "..."

>BON: "Pour me one?"

>LYRA: "Yeah same here."

 

Moments Later

 

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Later That Day

 

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>The sun was setting and the three of you walked the strip of Las Pegasus, each of you nursing your hangovers and trying to get the booze from earlier out of your system.

>All three of you looked utterly miserable.

>And you all loved it.

>Kind of.

"Never again."

>BON: "Agreed."

>LYRA: "Totally."

>BON: "What are we doing in this city again?"

>LYRA: "Oh god my head... we- ah DAMMIT it's loud out. We're here for the battle of the bands, remember?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot about that."

>BON: "You're in a band?"

>LYRA: "Bon-Bon, shut up."

>BON: "Language."

"Fuck you. Both of you. Let's... let's just go to a show, or something."

>LYRA: "Like what?"

"Fuck, I don't know, ANY show. Let's just go DO something without getting drunk or sad or whatever happened earlier, alright?"

>BON: "Fine."

"Thanks sweety."

>LYRA: "Is that a thing now? Pet names?"

"What?"

>LYRA: "FUCK not so loud!"

"sorry. what?"

>LYRA: "Thank you. As I was saying, you guys are calling each other things. What is that? Is that your thing now?"

"I don't know what you-"

>BON: "I sometimes call him 'sugar-lumps."

>LYRA: "Fucking really?"

>BON: "No."

>LYRA: "Oh good. I thought you were becoming that Trixie bitch for a second there."

>BON: "Never compare me to her. Ever."

>LYRA: "Got it."

>BON: "Seriously, Anon, did you even like her? What was that all about."

"Are we doing this? Is this what we're doing right now?"

>BON: "You just don't talk about her, is all."

"Isn't that a good thing? I thought girls hate it when you talk about an ex."

>BON: "We do."

"So why are you so nosy when it comes to-"

>LYRA: "Seriously, am I the only one with a wicked fucking headache? It CANNOT just be me."

>BON: "We all have a headache, Lyra."

>LYRA: "Then why am I the only one that's PISSED about it?"

"Fuck it. No. Here, just take a left here. This is a theater."

>LYRA: "What's the show?"

"WHO CARES. We just- fuck now MY head hurts! Dammit!"

>The three of you walk up to ticket booth and you slam down a handful of bits, take the tickets, walk inside, and take your seats.

>This place is packed, and the three of you sit in the middle of the audience, a large empty stage in front of you.

>LYRA: "So we have no idea what the show is going to be about?"

"No."

>BON: "Nope."

>LYRA: "Huh. Alright, works for me."

>???: "Anon? Is that you?"

"Wha-"

>???: "Oh my gosh, it IS you! Hey! What's up!"

>The hint of cyan catches your eyes, and you know who it is immediately.

>You smile and wave to her as she flies over to sit next to you.

"Oh, hey, how are you?"

>???: "Oh you know, same old same old. Just in town for the show is all. What about you?"

"This show?"

>???: "What? Nah, I'm here for the air show later in the week."

"Ah."

>LYRA: "Who are you talking to?"

"Hm? Oh, guys, hey. This is Rainbow Dash."

>DASH: "Sup."

>LYRA: "Hi."

>BON: "Hey."

>DASH: "Wait, Anon. Which one is your-"

>BON: "Me."

>DASH: "Nice to meet the next one to rise to the throne. What is this, five now?"

"Eeehhh I wouldn't-"

>BON: "Five? Five what?"

>DASH: "Wait he never told you?"

>LYRA: "Never told us what?"

"Nothing. Let's just enjoy the show, huh? Yeah, yeah let's just do that."

>DASH: "Dude, really? Anon is Ponyville's most notorious-"

>A flash and bang of light and confetti spring form the stage, assaulting your gang's ear drums.

"FUCKING LOUD."

>LYRA: "AAGH."

>BON: "DAMMIT."

>DASH: "You guys are drunk."

>ALL: "We know."

>Smoke rises from the stage, and a voice booms out from behind the curtain.

>"Greetings, Las Pegasus! It is I-"

>"Son of a BITCH."

>"THE GREAT-"

>LYRA: "You've got to be shitting me right now."

>"AND POWERFUL-"

>BON: "I hate this city so much."

>"TRIXIE!"

 

~END~