This was bad, exceedingly terrible in fact. I tried to think faster to come up with some solution but I could hear those terrible hoof-steps coming closer and closer. My fur stood on end as my eyes flicked left then right as the steady clop of hooves came ever nearer. I needed a way out and I needed it right now! Teleporting? No, my last five attempts ended poorly, and had nearly given Fluttershy a heart attack the one time I had gone more than fifteen hooves, no I would need to muster all my agility, all my intellect, all my…
“Lyra, why are you hiding behind the couch?” Busted, all my plans collapsed down on me as I looked into the confused eyes of my roommate and long-time friend Bon-Bon. I plastered my most innocent smile as I prepared to use my incredible silver tongue to carefully maneuver out of this precarious position.
“Uhh….Not..hiding…hearthswarming…gifts?” This was going downhill faster and faster come on Lyra, think! Use magic, distract her, do an improv act just don’t show her your gift yet. Come on, you’ve got this, you’ve got this!
“It’s NOT a new Mixer! Why would you even say that?! Its uhmmm a stick of gum, yeah! I got you spearmint and uhhh totally not a new mixer cause uhhh…”Sweat was coming off my forehead as I was mentally pounding my hooves through my face as I tried to think of a way out, my brain had finally given up on me, it just kept yelling at me to stop talking. I could salvage this, I knew I could, I was smarter than this, I had this, just don’t do anything crazy, nothing crazy.
“YOU SAW NOTHING!!!” I charged my horn and in a violent amber flash had managed to successfully teleport. I didn’t really stop and congratulate myself as I was currently upside down and stuck somewhere that was far, far too small for my size. Good thing I was always flexible otherwise having my back bent like this would be really painful. Speaking of painful, that conversation could have gone quite a lot better.
I let out an exasperated sigh, I was bad with social interactions, I knew that, but still Bon-Bon was different. I wasn’t supposed to panic around her, she was my friend and I knew that. I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself down as I let a small glow come to my horn and illuminate the darkened hole I found myself in. I couldn’t really see anything other than a mass of mint fur which I assumed to be one of my tangled limbs. It was comfortably warm actually, pretty stuffy though and with a faint hint of chocolate chip cookies. Funny I had been making some just this morning in the oven for when Bon-Bon finally got home. My eyes flew wide in terror as I started thrashing, I was in the oven, sweet Celestia I was stuck in an oven again!
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Bon-Bon let out a sigh as she rubbed her temple, she loved the mare, she really did but she could really use some help. A counselling session, maybe some therapy. Normally she was fine as long as it was just the two of them, and she had gotten a lot better she was forced to admit. Mostly from Bon-Bon pushing her to be more sociable, though Lyra hadn’t yet forgiven her for convincing her to attend the wedding. Still, if she had plans, anything even vaguely plan shaped and it started to go wrong she would panic, and it tended to escalate pretty quickly. Still, Bon-Bon straightened her limbs and set about searching for her, the odds of her having gotten far were pretty small. She was approaching the kitchen when a large racket could be heard from the interior as well as muffled shouting. Bon-Bon took one look at the shaking oven and instantly planted a hoof rather firmly into her face.
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“Celestia! Luna! Twilight! Come on somepony get me outta here! Discord, I swear I’ll help spread chaos if you get me out! Come on somepony! Anypony!” I was breathing heavily, my mind was a blur, and I kept thrashing trying to find the infernal door! It must have been removed, or sealed something, oh boy the air was getting tighter, there was probably only a few more breaths left in here, and this was it. My final resting place would be an oven. I started bucking wildly; Applejack would be impressed when suddenly a golden light descended and fresh air finally came into my panicked lungs. I threw myself without hesitation into the opening falling into an unceremonious heap, one leg still inside the oven. I panted as I breathed in that sweet sweet air. Turning my eyes off of the black and white tiled floor I looked up into those blue eyes, Bon-Bon had let me out, she was looking at me with those eyes and I knew she wasn’t angry, just concerned. I pulled my limbs beneath me and stood facing her, I gave her my best comforting smile, it was thin and awkward but honest. She pulled me into a one legged hug as I let out a defeated sigh.
It took a solid half hour to get the black spots and some food bits out of my fur, I hadn’t said anything to Bon-Bon yet, what could I say? Sorry I freaked out and magically stuffed myself into an oven….again. Finally as I made my way back into the living room now clean I spied her sitting on the couch just looking at me with those eyes, they weren’t mocking, just concerned and soon her voice joined in with them.
“Are you going to be alright?” I let out another sigh as I looked her straight in the eyes, when I was younger looking anypony in the eyes seemed utterly impossible, but with Bon-Bon, it wasn’t just possible, it was easy. I gave her a genuine smile as I gave a nod and reply.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’m sorry Bons for freaking out on you, it’s just… I don’t stop to think yah know. I mean it all goes sideways then…well you know. Honestly Bons how the hay do you put up with me?” I ran an awkward hoof up my foreleg as she waited a moment as if turning the thought over in her head.
“I don’t put up with you Lyra. I care about you, honestly how you still don’t understand that is beyond me. Sure you act a little crazy now and then but it’s one of the things that make you, well you. Lyra Hearstrings, I’m afraid you’re not going to be getting away from me any time soon. I care too much about you to let you go. Now come on, were going to sit down and eat those cookies you baked.”
With a sagely nod she motioned to the plate that had been moved to the coffee table. I gave her a grin as I looked her right in the eye and moved up beside her. Maybe I would never be like every other pony, but as long as I had a few around who understood me then I think I’ll be fine. I pull Bon-Bon into a quick hug, it’s awkward but warm and she appreciates it. We sit down and dig into the tray; they don’t taste half bad I admit. I’m not sure what will happen tomorrow, if I’ll panic or be calm, I do know however, if I take it one day at a time….I’ll still be pretty darn awkward. But I think that I’ll enjoy every awkward moment when I’ve got good ponies looking out for me, yeah I think I’ll be just fine.
Author's Note
Hope you enjoyed it. Just something quick and fun. I always like to hear what people think so leave me a comment if you got anything you wanna say. I never did anything quite this bad but I have done my fair share of awkward moments. Peace out and have a pleasant day.
