Oh snap, he noticed me, Lyda thought to herself. Did he? I think he did. He probably did. I think that's why he's smiling. Is he smiling? No wait, that's a grin. Yep. He's grinning. Oh snap. She pulled back to hide herself behind the bush better. Once she thought she was safe to move out a little more, she heard him yell her name at the top of his lungs.

"LYDA?!" She had to cover her ears, even at the distance she was from him, which was about 10 meters or so. Once her ears stopped ringing from the immense volume of his voice–which she had no idea could go so loud–she returned to listening to their conversation.

"I saw her die in front of me. There is no way she can be alive behind that bush."

I'm not dead, I'm right here, alive and well.

"Well, she did just appear in front of me ten months ago,"she heard Twilight say, "You said that was the furthest back you can remember. Wait a minute, doesn't that seem a little coincidental to you? Think about it. Your earliest memory is around the same time Lyda appeared."

Wait, what? I appeared at the same time he came? What? Wat?

"Yeah it does. Maybe we're supposed to get closer to each other since we both lost our memories."

Wait, what? What does he mean by closer? Does he mean distance-closer? I'll keep listening.

"And maybe," Twilight began.

"Just maybe," he continued.

"Maybe you can regain your memories," she began.

"By simply being close to each other for a certain amount of time!" he finished. "Holy sweet Celestia we are geniuses!"

"Or maybe you just read my mind."

"Yeah that too." She watched the two of them sit in silence and then walk into the hive. At that point, she decided that she wasn't going to die today and walked back to Ponyville.

When she got back to Ponyville, she was only about a second in the town limits until she was blindfolded and pushed in a direction she couldn't make out by some incredibly fast pony. When she arrived at her napper's destination, the blindfold was removed, revealing a decorated Sugarcube Corner with Pinkie Pie.

"I told I was going to make a party!" the party pony exclaimed. She was bouncing up and down and was close to hitting the ceiling. "So, did you find her?"

"I did, but she told me to come back," she lied. "She said she'll be back in a few moments. She doesn't know when exactly she'll be back, but she will." She looked around at the beautifully decorated Sugarcube Corner. "How long did it take you to make all this?"

"About 3 hours."

"I was gone for 3 hours?!"

"Actually you were gone for about 4 and a half." She felt like she was going to past out, but then again, traveling from place to place does take quite a while if their not within the same vicinity. She pushed the thought of time away into the far reaches of her head and decided to play with Pinkie, and she wasn't going to let her time to be wasted.

When she finished partying with Pinkie, she helped her take down the decorations for the night and went home to go to bed after enjoying themselves too much. Even though it was just the two of them, she had tired herself out too much and could collapse at any given point in time.

When she got home, she turned on the lights and made her way over to her bed and didn't bother with the sheets, she just fell right in, closed her eyes, and went to sleep. Of course, just like she did many times before, she had a dream, one that didn't make much sense to her, but had a familiar touch to it.

In her dream she saw a figure, who she thought could be herself, walking up to a wall with two buttons on it. She couldn't see what exactly was written above it, nor could she move closer to it. One of the buttons had an image of herself–the one watching–and she pressed the button. After the button was pressed, the wall sank into the ground and the figure began to dissolve and float downwards. Just before her head dissolved, she said only one thing, the words, "Terminal, find me," and almost immediately afterwards, she was nothing but particles floating down, to which she assumed was Equestria.

The dream then spun and shifted to Twilight walking through Ponyville. She was going about her average day when a light nearly blinded her and faded into a glowing orb which then proceeded to take the shape of a pony as it floated downwards. Soon, the pony-figure began to look more like herself and gained color. When it was finished, it revealed herself unconscious in front of Twilight, who then rushed up to her. At that point, her dream subsided, and she woke up in her bed, at 6:00 in the morning.

Terminal. That was what was on her mind at the moment. She felt like she needed to learn more about him, and she began to wonder if this Terminal was the changeling she saw Twilight talking to.

"I need to find him, and he needs to find me," she murmured, "but what do we need each other for? What's so important about him?" She got out of bed, brushed her mane, and set off for the Golden Oaks Library to see if Twilight had returned, which had a really low chance of being possible.

Author's Note

I just noticed, that as I'm writing this fanfic, Terminal and Lyra have a little bit of my personality in them. I just noticed that. FINALLY CHAPTER THREE IS OUT! THANK DING DANG GOODNESS! CHAPTER 3T WAS COMPLETED ON MARCH 29TH AND 3L WASN'T STARTED UNTIL MARCH 31ST! HOLY SHIT BUTTS! Yes I went that far. When you're an eighth grader surrounded by my classmates, you'll start using those words. YUSH! ALL THE YUSH!

Wait, what? I appeared at the same time he came? What? Wat?

I just ruined your jokes. How do you feel about that?

The majority of this was done while watching Spongebob and playing The World's Hardest Game. I HATE THAT GAME! I gave up a level 16. 756 deaths.