“You and Roseluck would make a good couple” Lyra remarked quietly to Bonbon as they sat together on a park bench.
‘Why would she say Roseluck, there are plenty of other mares out there. It must just be luck’
Bonbon mulled this over in her head for a second before replying carefully. “What would make you say that Lyra?”
The green unicorn smiled. “I just think that you two would be good together. That and I hate seeing you alone.”
Bonbon snorted. “That means you need to find a marefriend for me?”
Lyra giggled. “No silly, it means I WANT to find a marefriend for you.”
Bonbon shook her head. “Lyra, what makes you think I need or want a marefriend? Just because you started dating Applejack dosen’t mean that I need to date as well. Its alright to not have a special somepony you know.”
“But you two would be so cute together. And please don’t tell me you don’t have a crush on her” Lyra countered, dropping her bombshell.
‘Hayseed, how in Celestia’s name did she find that out.’ Bonbon wondered in shock. Sure, Lyra was very smart and knew Bonbon better than anypony but still… Bonbon was quite surprised that Lyra knew about Bonbon’s crush on Roseluck.
“What would make you say that?” Bonbon knew the game was up but she wanted her friend to have to work for her confession.
Lyra raised an eyebrow as if to say “really, you want to try that?” before listing off the reasons.
“You act all weird around her.
You were jealous of AJ when you thought she was dating Rose when she was really just buying me flowers, which by the way was a complete over-reaction considering you only saw them together twice.
Oh, and before you try to explain those things, bear in mind that I know you have a picture of her under your bed.”
‘How the buck did she find that? By Celestia, that mares good!’
“Ok, so assuming I like Roseluck, what would make you say we would make a good couple?”
“So you admit you like Roseluck?” The green unicorn smile got even larger, if that was possible.
“I admit no such thing, that was merely an hypothetical example”
Bonbon could have sworn that Lyra smile got even wider still. ‘What the buck does this mare know?!’
“So would your liking Roseluck remain hypothetical if.. for example… she liked you in return”
Bonbon’s mouth hung open.
Lyra tried to not giggle at the sight of her friend’s expression but failed. She tried not to burst out laughing but failed at that as well.
Lemon Hearts, who was walking in the park looked over to see what all the commotion was about and saw Lyra laughing like a lunatic and Bonbon looking like her heart had stopped beating. She shook her head and walked away thinking ‘I don’t even want to know...’
Bonbon closed her mouth and shook her head. Surely Lyra could not be serious, why would Roseluck like her.
She was just a small time candy maker, she didn’t even have her own store. She sold her product to other stores like Sugarcube Corner but demand wasn’t high enough in Ponyville for prices to be high so she had to make do with a small income.
She wasn’t one of the popular ponies, while she showed up at all the important events she prefered to just hang out with Lyra. While she did have some other friends, most of them were just mutual friends of Lyra who happened to get along well with Bonbon.
Roseluck on the other hoof operated her own flower store which also sold flowers grown by her and her sisters Lily and Daisy. But it was her roses that got sent all over Equestria. She had become famous as nopony else could grow roses of such a high quality as her. To be given a Roseluck rose was a sign of great affection as the price of them was not cheap.
Roseluck, despite being from Ponyville could mingle with the upper-class Canterlot ponies and was frequently given invites to parties thrown by the likes of Fancypants and Fleur de Lis. These invites were always turned down, Roseluck had no appetite for parties after a days work tending to her flowers and she trusted nopony to tend them for her.
One day when she was just a young filly, Bonbon had been walking alone in one of the meadows. Lyra was at a music lesson and Bonbon felt like doing something so she went for a walk in the sunshine. The grass was long but she happily bounced through it until she made it to the top of a hill.
She stood on her hind legs to see over the tall grass to see she was.
She looked over the sea of grass in front of her and saw another filly playing with a plant. Then she lost her balance and fell on her back. Rolling over, she raised to a crouch and started sneaking over to the other filly.
By the time she was close enough to make out more details of the other filly, the grass was gone and was replace with a field of clover. Very soft but Bonbon couldn’t hide in it. Thankfully she didn’t have to, the other filly was totally engrossed in what she was doing.
Now that she was closer, Bonbon could make out more about the pony. The filly had a raspberry coloured mane with streaks of pink and she wielded a pair of secateurs carefully in her mouth.
There was a pile of small plants laying nearby in a pile, neatly stacked on top of each other. As Bonbon watched, the filly dug a hole with her hoof and gently nudged one of the plants into the hole. She then push some of the soil back into the hole and gently patted it down around the plant.
Bonbon kept watching as the filly used the secateurs to trim part of the plant off. Her movements were calm but focused. She repeated the process until all the plants were in the ground.
This whole time, Bonbon’s eyes had been focused solely on the other filly and she didn’t notice another filly run up to the red-maned filly until she heard her speak. “Rose, mums waiting for you, it’s lunch time.”
The red-maned filly, Rose looked up from her plants and replied “Finnnnnnneeeee, I’m nearly done anyway. I just need to water my roses.”
The new comer who Bonbon recognised as Lily from school bounced up and down impatiently. “Come on Rose, I’m hungry and the watering can is at the house.”
The two fillies ran off together leaving Bonbon alone in the field wondering about the filly named Rose.
Two weeks later, Rose or Roseluck as her proper name was show up at school having reached the necessary age to be enrolled. She was a shy young filly and hung out with her sisters. Word around the school was that she would rather spend time with her flowers than making friends.
But Bonbon was captivated by her, she would sit at the back of the class so she could watch Roseluck work. Roseluck put as much effort into her school work as she did her plants and she was always the top of the class.
Bonbon tried to talk to her but was too shy unlike Lyra. Lyra was friends with everypony yet somehow still found time to hang out with Bonbon.
While years had passed, Bonbon still liked Roseluck, even if they had had only a few conversations each year.
And now Lyra had dropped this bombshell that Roseluck liked her.
When Bonbon recovered her voice and conscious thought, she asked the still highly amused Lyra “Are you serious?”
Lyra managed to stop laughing. “I’m serious. She’s had a crush on you for years”
Bonbon felt like all her birthdays had come at once. “How the buck did you find that out?”
Lyra bopped her on the nose. “Language Bonbon”
“Sorry” She wasn’t. Lyra knew.
“Yea right”
“Please, just tell me how you know” Bonbon begged.
“Well, since you asked so nicely…”
Lyra paused for dramatic effect.
“Yes?”
Lyra took a deep breath.
The anticipation was killing Bonbon.
“Yes?”
Lyra felt she had tortured her friend enough. “Daisy told me”
Bonbon felt like she had thousands of questions. “Does Roseluck know?”
“Know what? That you like her or that I was going to tell you?”
Bonbon thought about this for the second. “Both”
“Oh, she’s had her suspicions for a while and when I told Daisy, I think its safe to say that she knows by now. And I would hope Daisy has had this conversation with Roseluck by now so she probably knows that you will know by now.”
Lyra slid off the bench and started walking away to leave Bonbon to ponder this new information.
She prepared to run but turned back to say one last thing.
“Oh and you should know.. you’re going on a date with her tomorrow afternoon.”
Lyra turned back and trotted away...fast.
A few seconds later she heard an angry yell.
“LYRA!!!”
‘Oh buck, better run faster’
Author's Note
I'm not a great writer so comments on what can be improved would be useful and appreciated.
I hope you realized who was speaking and that sentences in ' ' were being thought.
Thank you for reading.
Dedicated to Madimadi3333
