Lyra yawned, her legs stretching as far as possible. She then licked her lips, rubbing a tender spot on her back, and sat in her usual position on a park bench.
"Ahh... That's the spot." She purred as the bench's wood gingerly rubbed her sore neck. The unicorn's back legs started twitching wildly out of extreme happiness and relief, and she began to foam at the mouth.
"Gaahaahaha! That's the spot, baby cakes!" She spasmed. Her horn began to spark, light green sparkles flying to and fro across the calm park. One of said sparks hit an unhappy Bon Bon, who suddenly was under a raincloud and began to talk like a German.
"Vat are you doving, Lyva?" Bon Bon exclaimed, getting buckets after buckets dumped on her mane she had just gotten styled. Soft, wet ringlets of magenta and dark lavender bounced across her shoulders.
Lyra didn't answer. Her spurts of magic hit some other random ponies, such as poor Carrot Top who got her mane turned into actual carrots and started slipping on the sidewalk in which she walked.
Suddenly from her horn came a spark so powerful it knocked everypony over, including Bon Bon (who swore in German along the way), and from the farthest oceans came a huge wave and from the sky a massive shudder. When the dust cleared and everything was put back together, the entire town was a pretty shade of lavender, much like Bon Bon's mane.
The earth pony in question, still being poured upon, hopped up on the bench next to the exausted Lyra, of course in a normal position for a pony to be sitting. "Vat was zat?" Bon Bon asked.
The unicorn heaved a gigantic sigh. "I.... Guess I got a little... Bit excited...." Lyra huffed and puffed.
"Do ya vhink?" Bon Bon replied, sarcasm dripping from her heavily accented words.
The two sat in the lavender town for a few precious moments, silent, each trying to recover from what had just happened. Finally Lyra puffed "It... Should wear off soon."
The earth pony rolled her eyes and cursed in German. She moved her soft hooves under her chin and rested it on her hooves, and closed her eyes for a quick rest from her parter's insanity.
There was a shadow above the idle mare and the frantic flapping of feathers. "Waaatch out, Booon Boon!" A rainbow colored pegasus feather drifted down towards Bon Bon and tickled her nose with its soft tip. She sneezed (gracefully), then screwed up her eyes and sneezed again. And again. And yet again.
A flash of rainbow hit the tree behind them and the leaves exploded into caramel corn. A single kernel landed onto Lyra's tongue and she smiled in satisfaction. "Perfect ratio of caramel to corn." She approved.
The pegasus popped out of the tree, and Lyra could clearly see the familiar gray coat showing under the rainbow layer of fur. Derpy Hooves, the ditzy mailmare stepped onto the sidewalk, her handy satchel in tow, and collapsed at Bon Bon's sneezing hooves.
"This is for you." She slurred, giving Bon Bon a letter covered in lazy cursive writing. The earth pony wrinkled her nose, waiting for another sneeze, but when one did not come she curtly thanked Derpy and started to open the parchment.
Derpy looked slightly confused at her friend's strangle dialect, but ignored it and moved onto another unsuspecting pony.
Bon Bon pulled out from inside the letter a napkin dotted with wine and the letter itself, which was also written in atrocious hoofwriting.
Lyra looked over her shoulder. "Whatcha got there, Bon Bon?" She asked with a cheeky smile.
Her other half sniffed and held the items farther away from Lyra's eyes. "Non of ya beethwackth." She retorted, beginning to read the letter. She was only halfway through when her eyes became as big as suns and she happily pulled Lyra's head back into view of the letter. "Loot, Lyva, it vom Verry Vunch!"
Lyra swung her head back into its socket. "Who's 'Verry Vunch?"
The earth pony pasted a look of disapproval as well as disappointment on her wet face. "Not 'Verry Vunch,' Verry Vunch!" She explained.
"You're not helping."
Bon Bon sighed and put the letter in front of Lyra's extremely confused face. It read:
My dearest Bon Bon,
It's been pretty lonely up here. There's not many ponies who'll sit down and have a few drinks with you. M'kay, maybe a few more than a few. But anyway, I've got an empty room up here since 'lil Paradise... No, Apple Core... Nah, I think it's Pina Colada... Hey, I want a pina colada now! Where was I? Oh yeah, little whats-her-name. Yeah, must have scared the poor kid off. But yeah, if you got any free time come on up and have a drink with me. Paradise didn't wanna share the wine with me, that little stinker.
Love,
Berry Punch
Bon Bon huffed in pleasure. "Va! See? Verry Vunch invited me to ver he-ome by da Eqvestrain Sea!" She jumped up and down like a happy schoolgirl. "Ya ya, go go!"
Lyra sighed and stopped the poor bench from falling off its hinges. "No. No go. Or va." She shook her head for clafication. "What will I do while you sunbathe while sipping fancy vodka?" She pouted.
"Who will mess up my mane after I brush it? Or ignore me when I pester you with questions? Or comment on my weird way of sitting?" A single, manly tear slid down Lyra's green cheek. "I can't even begin to think of what will happen if you leave me alone, even for a day!"
She motioned at the still lavender landscape. "What is this happened again?" She gasped. "Or what if I accidentally discover Doctor Whooves' sonic screwdriver? I could cause a rip in the space-time-continium!"
The unicorn fell back on the wood, panting for breath. Bon Bon smiled and ruffled her friend's striped mane, then got up from her seat and stretched. "No, Lyva. I go." She was slowly starting to get her normal accent back. The earth pony began walking away from the sad unicorn.
On her next step Bon Bon found she couldn't move her front hoof. She pulled, tugged, ran, but it was stuck. The wires in her head connected and she stopped all struggling and looked down, knowing exactly what she would see.
"No! You are not leaving me!" Lyra shouted from her foreleg.
"Yes, Lyva. I go, now."
"No!"
Bon Bon groaned. "Lyva, vet go of me."
"Not until you Pinkie Promise you'll stay with me!"
"Never! I go see Verry Vunch."
"Not if you can't move."
Lyra smiled when Bon Bon rolled her eyes and figured she would never win against her friend's stubborn attitude.
"Fine. You vill come, too."
The unicorn sucked in a mouthful of air and squealed. "Me? Go see Berry Punch? No way!" Lyra let go and turned her back to the earth pony. "That dizzy drunkard would only cuss at me and throw wine glasses." She huffed.
"If you are not going, I vill go."
This snapped the lyre player's attention and held it firmly. She assumed the pleading position. "No! Neither of us are going to see that crazy old mare!"
"I am."
Without another word Bon Bon began to stomp off towards their home, where she would pack for the journey.
Lyra thought long and hard about seeing Berry Punch. Sure, the two had never formally met, but the stories that circled around her were pretty horrid. Getting drunk at Paradise's school preformance, vomiting on Celestia's shoes while bowing, and even swearing at the princess herself when she had a little too much of the royal winemaker's fancy wine, made from inported Dolcetto grapes. Did she really want to spend even an hour with that?
Every muscle in her body screamed not to, as did her mind. But she needed to be there for Bon Bon, even if it was usually Bon Bon who was there for her.
She ran after her friend, both running off into the lavender sunset.
