Lyra & Sasquatch

She found him while she was on her regular walks through the forest. He was just lying there,     sleeping, so big, so hairy, and so horrifying. And yet she was so mesmerized by the giant hairy creature that she had to take it home with her. It was unlike anything she had seen in the world before. She approached it slowly, with caution, until one of her legs broke a twig. The crackling sound had awoken the creature from his slumber, much to Lyra’s dismay.

Surprisingly, the creature did not instantly attack her. The monster threw dirt and small rocks at the unicorn, making loud hooting sounds to add effect. Lyra took note that the creature was throwing its arms at her, probably to shoo her away. Poor thing, she thought to herself. She took foal steps toward the creature, who cautiously backed away from her.

“Don’t be scared,” Lyra said, “I’m not going to hurt you.” When the unicorn reached her forearm out, the hairy beast curled in a fetal position and covered its head. She brought her arm back, and thought of another way to gain the monster’s trust. Her face brightened along with her horn. With her magic she levitated a bag of trail mix from her saddlebag. Lyra approached the terrified creature once more with a friendly smile. “Look. See? Yum-yum,” she said as though she were talking to a baby. The monster let go of his head, fascinated by the bag of dried fruits and nuts that floated in front of his face. The beast, though still cautious of this strange creature before him, slowly held out his palms. Lyra graciously gave the hairy giant her bag of trail mix, and she watched him consume the entire bag.

It wasn’t long until Lyra thought it would be a good idea to bring it into her home. Well, it was actually Bon-Bon’s home, her roommate. However, the idea of having this mysterious creature inside their home was such a thrill to her. On one of her leisurely walks through the forest where she first met the creature, she spotted him once again eating fruits from the trees around him. This time, she created a trail of chocolate that led from the beginning of the forest to where the beast was while taking her usual stroll.

Once the trail was completed, it was time to get the monster’s attention. “Psst,” she whispered, but there was no answer. “Psst! PSST!” The monster was so focused on eating its breakfast, it never took time to notice that somepony was calling it. “Hey, you! Big hairy thing,” Lyra whispered loudly. She grew frustrated to the point where she threw a rock at the back of its head. The monster roared, feeling a lump on the back of his skull. It threatening whoever had the audacity to disturb his feeding time. The unicorn hid behind the bushes before the hairy beast could spot her. When the monster jumped on the trail, he paused, and found tiny brown dots by its large feet. It scratch it hairy head and beard, knelt down and took a sniff at the dots. The tiny dots had a peculiar smell to them, almost like the cocoa beans it found in the forest a few months ago. The monster’s large fingers picked up one of the dots and put it in its mouth.

“Mmmmm,” growled the monster. When the spherical shaped morsel melted in its mouth, he found another chocolate dot. And another. And another. It ate them one by one, following the trail Lyra had set up for it. From behind the bushes the unicorn giggled to herself.

The monster was led through the end of the forest, away from his home - not that it didn’t mind. The beast was content of having to pick up pieces of the delicious dots from the ground. Then, it ate the last piece. The monster jumped and stomped its feet, and screamed and roared. It beat its chest with its huge fists, demanding more of the chocolate dots. He stopped when he saw a huge wooden box being supported by a stick, with rope tied around it. “YUM YUM” was written across the box. Excited, the monster jumped inside of the box and searched for its prize.

Darkness fell upon him. Before the monster could push the box off of it, Lyra used her magic to contain the trap. She could hear it yell and pound the box with his hands. The more she tried to contain it, the more violent the monster inside the box had become. I can’t believe I did this, Lyra thought to herself. She tried to life the box with her magic, but it was too heavy. So she settled to shove the box until she got home. “Well, off we go,” she said to the monster, who was still yelling and beating the box.

The monster had stopped yelling and resisting after an excruciating period of being trapped in the box. Lyra managed to make it into the town square with the box intact. Feeling exhausted, she decided to stop and take a break. The unicorn sat on top of the box, breathing like a dog that was left outside on a hot summer day. “Okay, now just a few more ways to go and we’re home,” she said to herself and the box. She levitated a water bottle from her saddlebag and took a nice long drink to hydrate herself.

“Hey Lyra,” a deep masculine voice called out. Macintosh Apple, also known as Big Mac to his family and peers, was standing in front of Lyra with a confused look on his face. “Hey Mac,” Lyra said back, “lovely weather we’re having, aren’t we?”

“Yep,” answered Mac. He noticed the huge box Lyra was sitting on in the middle of the street. Mac also saw her mane drenched over her gold eyes, sweat trickling down from her head, breathing heavily. “What’s with the box?”

“Oh this thing? Some jerk dropped it over at the forest,” she lied. “Had to walk all the way down there to get it. I’m just trying to get it back to my house.”

“Would ya like some help,” Mac asked. Lyra was thinking how she would answer him. She can’t have him know there is a monster inside the box. What if it woke up all of a sudden and started attacking everypony. The monster wasn’t moving much, but she would have to take it to her home before it wakes. “Yeah Sure.” Lyra got off the box, and allowed Mac to lift the heavy wooden cube from the ground. He held it over his back like Atlas holding the sky on his shoulders. He never knew how heavy the thing was. The weight of the box was pushing him down by a tiny bit, but he managed to hold on his own. While the two were walking, Mac heard a strange noise coming from inside the box, one of a animalistic variety.

“What was that?” asked Macintosh.

“What was what?”

“It sounded like something was growling,” said Mac. “What’s in this thing?”

“Oh that wasn’t the box. That was… my stomach. Yeah. I’ve been out all day, I haven’t even ate breakfast.” Lyra put on her best smile so Macintosh would not suspect anything. The growling noise continued again, louder and audible this time, which prompted Lyra to say, “Oh, there’s my stomach again… I can’t wait to get some lunch.”

“You better not be hiding something in the box Lyra,” Macintosh warned. “Remember last time when Rainbow Dash kept a secret box, and Pinkie Pie went crazy?”

“I try to forget.”

In a short time, the two finally made it to Bon-Bon and Lyra’s home. Relieved that this daunting task was finished, Macintosh removed the heavy box from his back and dropped it on the ground. However, he heard a growl-like yelp from the box.

“Are you sure there ain’t anything in there?” he asked.

“I’m telling you Mac, there is nothing inside this box,” said Lyra, “I promise you.” The monster in the box was still making low, but audible noises. The unicorn used one of her front hooves to hit the box, in which the monster let out another yelp. “Thank you for your Mac, I think I can take it from here.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

“Hmm,” Mac said as he furrowed his brow. “Alright then, see ya later.”

“See you later! And tell Applejack I said hi!” When Macintosh was out of sight, Lyra jumped to the other side of the box. She extended her forearms and proceeded to shove the box inside the front door. Unfortunately, the box was too wide to fit inside the small opening. While Lyra was figuring out a way to accomplish her task, the monster was banging on the back, yelling and screaming and roaring. “Calm down! I’m thinking of something,” Lyra yelled. She sat on top of the box, with her forearm on her chin, like a thinking mare. The monster grew increasingly impatient, and began to shake the box. Lyra realized that this matter could no longer wait. She jumped off the box and stood in front of the side facing the front door. “Hey, monster guy?” she asked. “If I let you out, will you be a good… monster and not yell so much?” The pounding of the inside and a ferocious roar was the only answer the monster could give. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Lyra removed the top of the box and the beast emerged from the inside. The creature was free, but now he had a hunger for vengeance. The minty-coated unicorn could see the flames in the beast’s furious eyes. The creature released a earth-shattering roar in front of her face. The frightened unicorn ran inside the house, and backed up to a wall, too paralyzed to move anywhere else. The hairy giant from the deepest part of the forest had her cornered. There was nothing she could do… but close her eyes. With a final warcry, the beast charged at the helpless unicorn, arms opened, hands ready to strike, his revenge would be complete…

… If only he had watched out for the roller skate that was lying on the floor. The clumsy giant’s foot slid on the mobile footwear, which sent him rolling across the hallway. He let out a terrified scream before colliding into a room. Lyra ran to the location where he had his crash-landing. He was in the kitchen, the table turned over, dinner plates shattered on the floor, and the monster lying on his back. Little monsters with angel wings were flying around his head.

“... You okay?”