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A Harp and It’s Candy
Chapter 1: Propositio
There are days. Different types of days. Good and bad being the main two kinds. Then there were several others that tied into one of those two.
There are stressful days which one exerts his or herself to a point where at the end of the day, you just want to lie down and do nothing else. There were days when you were just excited that they had arrived and a special occasion was on that day. And there were also days that would at first be thought to be nothing more than a normal routine day, and then turn out to be a complete surprise.
For one pony in the small town of Ponyville, this would be one of those surprising days.
But the surprise was only going to come to one out of a pair of ponies. One, a cream colored Earth Pony with a navy blue and pink mane and tail. And the other, a cyan coated unicorn with her mane and tail the same color with a white stripe added. The earth pony’s mark is three small wrapped candies. Her name is Bon-Bon. And the unicorn’s cutie mark is a simple golden rimmed harp. And that earned her the name of Lyra.
One of them had their minds set on this surprise for quite a long time bet never took any initiative to actually do it. But today, she was gonna do it. Even if it meant the last breath in her body, she was gonna do it. That’s how determined she is.
Bon-Bon works in a candy store out of hers and Lyra’s house. Pinkie Pie often stops by for candies to add to her pastries she makes in the bakery. And Lyra is a talented harp player as her cutie mark would suggest. She’s basically a pony who plays harp for cash at weddings and other fancy parties. She’s very good too. And she works for a reasonable price. But some seasons are better than others of course.
The two of them live together in one house. They have been for the past seven months now after Lyra got tired of living next to that pony that pops balloons for a living. It was very irritating having to listen to those things pop every five seconds while trying to get a good night’s sleep. So Bon-Bon, already being Lyra’s girlfriend, asked her to move in with her. And the cyan unicorn happily accepted. Now she sleeps like a foal every night. What makes it even better is that they share a bed with the mare they are in love with.
The sunlight of the new morning breached through the glass of their window radiantly. And Lyra, being on the side that faces said window, got hit by light first. Her eyes sensed the light was trying to tell her to wake up. Thus it was so.
Her golden eyes fluttered a bit as they adjusted to the light. Then when they were ready to take on the full daylight, they stayed open. But before she got out of bed, Lyra turned and looked at the mare next to her. Her beloved Bon-Bon.
“She is so cute when she sleeps.”
Then Bon-Bon began to stir. Her own light cyan eyes opened up and turned to meet the gaze of her marefriend’s.
The two mars smiled lovingly at the other.
“Morning.” The both buttered at the same time.
Soon after they made their way out of bed, the day for them began. Bon-Bon’s candy store always has early customers. And Lyra practices her harp probably six hours straight every day. And that’s on days when she doesn’t perform at a gig. Her gigs aren’t very big. They’re mostly small weddings and birthday parties for snobby rich kids. She’s not very fond of those. Hard work for little pay from ponies who don’t appreciate the favor. Probably the most awkward gig she’s ever gotten was when she got hired to pluck her harp at a funeral. That really made her change her policy on gigs. Her music is for happy occasions. It’s the only music she knows. Funerals aren’t really her kind of area.
But it wasn’t just Lyra who had the weird job. Sometime’s Bon-Bon’s store gets a bit hectic. It’s a candy store. The main target for stores like that, kids. And every day, there are at least a few kids who end up throwing a screaming tantrum because their parents won’t spring for an excessive amount of candy. Sometimes Bon-Bon and Lyra put bets on those kids. If over five kids scream and whine in one day, the loser cooks dinner. That’s the basic bet. Rules vary. Today, THAT was the bet. And Bon-Bon was going for over.
She lost. Only four kids ended up having whiny tantrums. So it was her job to cook dinner tonight. She wasn’t very fond of it considering she has no magic to help her lift things. As soon as the store closed hours later, the doors became locked and Bon-Bon prepped the kitchen for cooking. She was gonna have to keep her attention in the kitchen fully for a good hour.
Just like Lyra hoped.
As soon as Bon-Bon stepped into the kitchen, Lyra snuck out of the house to make a super secret errand run. And when she got back, there was a small container in her magical grip. Her horn glowed with a silver aura and so did the small container.
She smiled upon seeing that Bon-Bon had finished cooking dinner in the time she was gone.
“Where’ve you been? I’ve been waiting for ten minutes.” Bon-Bon said to her loved one.
“Whoops. I must have lost track of time.” Lyra said back.
She knew what time it was perfectly well. She wasn’t an idiot.
“I was just getting desert for us.” Lyra gave her reason for being gone.
It was a simple excuse. But it was also the truth. Bon-Bon just didn’t know there was more to it than that.
After eating the scrumptious pasta dinner Bon-Bon had made for the two of them, Lyra brought out her desert. She went to Sugarcube Corner and picked up two cupcakes. One for each of them. Lyra had gotten herself a white mint vanilla one with white frosting. And Lyra knew what Bon-Bon’s favorite flavor of all time was. Chocolate.
The brown cupcake adorned with white and tan frosting made Bon-Bon’s mouth water. But right as she went in to take a bite, she stopped wondering something.
“Why did you go and get these tonight?” she asked Lyra. “You’ve never gotten desert before.”
“Just eat it, silly.”
Bon-Bon took a sigh and easily gave in. She picked the cupcake up as best as she could with her right hoof wrapped around the base of it. Then she chomped into it. As she began to chew, she let the chocolate flavor she loved so much swirl on her taste buds. But then her tongue began to feel something else other than cupcake remnants. This new feeling didn’t have a distinguishable taste.
Opening her mouth, she stuck out her tongue and scraped off whatever was stuck to it. And as she looked down to see what it was, she saw that it was a tiny folded piece of paper. After unfolding it, she let her eyes become wider than normal. Because that piece of paper was a note and this is what it said.
“Bonnie, I love you.
Will you marry me?”
When she looked to her left after reading the note, Bon-Bon gasped at the sight in front of her. Lyra was kneeling down and she was magically levitating a hoof ring big enough for Bon-Bon and there was a diamond on top.
Bon-Bon’s eyes began to well up with tears of mixed emotions. But the dominant one was happiness. No. Happiness is an understatement. More like she was in a state of total euphoria. Before she started to break down crying, she had to give an answer.
“YES! YES! OH CELESTIA YES!”
As Bon-Bon placed her left hoof out in front of her, Lyra moved the ring over to her and slid it up her newly christened fiancée’s hoof. THEN she broke down crying. Lyra began to cry a bit herself. She was so happy she said yes, she didn’t care if she let a few tears loose. But it had to stop.
“Oh come on you big foal. You’re gonna make MY eyes overflow.”
That however was inevitable. Lyra’s emotions got the best of her and she began to cry with Bon-Bon. The happiness was just too much, how could she NOT cry?
After a good hour and a half of bawling their eyes out, and then spending another five minutes wiping up the small puddle they made together, they shared a very passionate kiss with each other and decided to call it a night.
They were gonna start letting people know as soon as they set a date. And that date got set the very next day when Lyra woke up to see Bon-Bon looking at bridal magazines in bed.
“Um…good morning.”
“Oh good morning, sleepyhead. I was wondering when you were gonna get up.” Bon-Bon said with a smile.
Lyra shed her morning yawn and then sat herself up to take a look at the pages Bon-Bon was also viewing. The page was on dress designs.
“I guess your bridezilla has already been unleashed.” Lyra assumed.
“Just give it time, Ly. Yours will come out too.”
“Oh how I fear it.” The unicorn joked.
With a small giggle, Bon-Bon turned the page with her hoof.
“Hey, I was up last night thinking.” Bon-Bon started. “Octavia and I keep in touch via letters and I told her about us. She’s happy of course. But she’s a big celebrity musician in Canterlot. And she told me that she can pull some strings so we can get married in the garden of the Canterlot Castle. How great would that be?”
The Canterlot Castle. The fanciest place of them all. One could only dream of having an event such as a wedding there. That’s why when Lyra heard Bon-Bon say they could actually do it, she hugged her fiancée with a tight squeeze.
“Oh my gosh that’s fantastic!” the cyan unicorn cried out of happiness.
“Of course it is!” Bon-Bon agreed whole-heartedly.
But there was just one little complication that she hadn’t mentioned yet.
“But…see the thing is….as popular as Octavia is, that doesn’t make her as powerful as Celestia. So the only timeslot she was able to get for us was….the 28th of this month.”
And boom. Lyra could have sworn she just heard glass shattering all around her. It was such a happy moment and it just got put on hold with that little detail.
“Th….the 28th? Of THIS month?” she repeated it hoping she misheard Bon-Bon or Bon-Bon misspoke.
But the cream pony’s words were crystal clear.
“Yes.” Was all she muttered out as a response.
Lyra was at a loss for words. But she managed to find some for her voice box to use.
“But…Bonnie, that’s only three weeks away from Friday. Less than a month.” Lyra pointed out. “I don’t think we can get everything ready with such little time.”
“Look, I know this is pushing it, but think about it, Ly.” One could look at Bon-Bon right now and see her eyes literally sparkle. “The wedding you and I always talked about. Outside in a beautiful garden, close friends all around us, slow music in the background, it’ll be perfect!”
The idea of that scenario does sound grand. But the time crunch is still something to worry about. A wedding like that requires more than three weeks time to prepare.
“Bonnie, think more practical here. I mean sure, that’s the type of wedding I’ve imagined having ever since I was four years old but…”
“Then why deny it?” Bon-Bon interrupted. “We could have our fantasy wedding together.”
“But all the preparations.” Lyra was still going strong with that argument. “It’s gonna take more than three weeks to get done.”
“No they won’t. I’ve thought about that too. And if you and I split up the tasks we can make this happen.”
Bon-Bon then presented Lyra with two pieces of paper carrying fresh writing on them. They were lists. Lists of things to do for the wedding. There was one for Bon-Bon and another for Lyra. Apparently somepony has been thinking about this a lot more than some have thought.
Bon-Bon’s list had a certain amount of tasks that needed to be completed before the wedding. Lyra’s list had the same amount.
“Oh come on! It’s the opportunity of a lifetime! How can you possibly pass it up?”
“But what about money?” Lyra presented another problem. “Do we even have enough for all of this?”
“We have MORE than enough.” Bon-Bon explain. “Just last month was Nightmare Night. And of course you know that means everypony buys candy like crazy and in large amounts. I made more than I did last year. Trust me. Money isn’t going to be a problem.
Lyra gave a sigh. Bon-Bon did put a lot of thought into this. And with one more close examination of the lists, she found that she could pull this off.
“Oh there’s just no way in Equestria I can pass this up.” She gave in. “We’re getting married in three weeks!”
That made Bon-Bon happy again. Then she and Lyra began to jump up and down squealing in joy. Two seconds later however, they were forced to stop upon hearing the sound of the bell on their door ring when it opened up.
The pony who entered turned out to be a purple unicorn with a light magenta streak in her mane and tail.
“Oh. Hi Twilight.” Bon-Bon greeted her. “What are you doing here?”
“I placed an order for three boxes of chocolates here about a week ago. You said it would be in today. Remember?” The purple unicorn told her.
Bon-Bon did remember that upon hearing it explained to her.
“Oh that’s right! I’m so sorry, Twilight. I must have forgotten about it.” Bon-Bon went over to her stock room and looked around.
In no time at all, she found Twilight’s order. Three big boxes of chocolate tied together by a big red ribbon. She brought it out to her and placed it down on the front counter as Twilight paid what was owed.
“What do you need all this chocolate for, Twilight?” Bon-Bon asked.
“It’s to have around the house in case Spike gets fussy. I tried to go looking for gemstones but I had no luck anywhere. So I went with Spike’s second favorite food in all the world.”
“Well I can’t blame him there. Chocolate is pretty awesome.” Bon-Bon agreed.
“It’s pretty good. Thanks, Bon…” Twilight got cut off when she saw a shine come from Bon-Bon’s left hoof. “Hey. What’s that on your hoof?”
Bon-Bon knew what she was talking about. She looked over at Lyra to see if it was okay to tell her. The cyan unicorn nodding was her way of saying yes.
“It’s an engagement ring, Twilight. Lyra and I are gonna get married!”
Now it became Twilight’s turn to smile for them. She’s the first pony they told.
“Oh my gosh! That’s great! Congratulations you two!” she almost shouted.
“Oh thank you, Twilight.” Bon-Bon said. “I’m sorry but I have to go! Lyra and I have things we need to get done before three weeks!”
Bon-Bon clenched her list of tasks in her teeth and ran out the door leaving Twilight with Lyra.
“You’re getting married in just three weeks? That’s not very long to wait, is it?” She asked a bit confused why they would make such an early date.
“It was the only date we could get for the Canterlot Garden.” Lyra explained. “Octavia was able to get us slotted in.”
Twilight noticed the list meant for Lyra lying on the ground in front of her. She picked it up with her horn glowing with red magic and examined it.
“How are you going to go through all these arrangements in three weeks?” Twilight asked. “It looks like there’s a lot to do on these lists.”
Lyra gave Twilight a reassuring smile. She was cool as a cucumber. A few seconds ago, she wasn’t though. But seeing Bon-Bon smile like that made her light up and calm herself.
“I know a few ponies.” Were the words she used to back up her calm feelings.
With that, Lyra regained the list with her own magical telekinetic grip and ran out the door to get started. That left Twilight alone in her and Bon Bon’s house and that made her a bit uncomfortable since none of them were there. So she left and closed the door behind her.
Chapter 2: Pararet (Stage 1)
Chapter 2: Pararet (Stage 1)
So it begins. The planning of this wedding is officially underway. But if the two ponies getting married wanted to get everything ready in merely three weeks from Friday, they had to move. And fast. In order to make this happen they had to get everything rolling in just one day’s time.
Bon-Bon looked at her list as she ran through the streets of Ponyville. At the top of the list is food. This is a wedding. There has to be great food there. And the cake is essential. And there’s always one place in Ponyville where one can go to enjoy a great sweet treat. Sugarcube Corner.
The cream coated pony walked into the place expecting to see Pinkie Pie with Mr. and Mrs. Cake. But it was only Pinkie Pie. No Cake spouses.
As soon as the door opened up, Pinkie Pie zipped over to the front counter ready to be of service.
“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! How may I…oh hi Bon-Bon! You want the usual?”
Pinkie Pie pulled out a cupcake with frosting on top that was drawn in a way to look like the candies that strongly resembled the three candies Bon-Bon had on her flank for a cutie mark. Bon-Bon appreciated the thought, but that wasn’t the reason she was there.
“Thanks, Pinkie. But I….wait. How come it’s only you here? Where are Mr. and Mrs. Cake?”
“They went to Trottingham for the rest of the week. Mr. Cake’s brother is getting married.” Pinkie replied. “They took the twins with them and left me to run the store myself. Which I rock at.”
“Good for you, Pinkie. And speaking of weddings, that’s the reason I’m here. Lyra proposed to me. We’re getting married.”
Pinkie gave a huge gasp when she heard that sentence end. She floated in the air as she made that gasp too.
“Oh my gosh! Bon-Bon that’s great!” Pinkie’s enthusiasm is always openly shown. “So, is that all you stopped by for?”
“Actually, Pinkie, I need two things from you.” Bon-Bon went on. “First, I was wondering if you could make the cake.”
“Done! Just tell me what flavor and how tall you want that cake I’ll get right on it!” Pinkie said excited to get to work.
“That’s just the first thing, Pinkie.” Bon-Bon tried her best to keep her pink friend calm.
That ship was about to sail forever with the next sentence.
“Pinkie, will you be the wedding planner?”
And once again, a gasp came from the pink pony. This gasp was bigger than any gasp anypony had ever heard come from Pinkie Pie. Instead of floating in the air, this time, Pinkie began to bounce off the walls like she was a rubber ball in a pony’s body.
“OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH! I WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR WEDDING PLANNER!”
That was all Bon-Bon needed to hear. Five minutes later, after Pinkie finally stood still again, Bon-Bon spoke again.
“Thank you so much, Pinkie.” She gratefully said. “Meet me at my house tomorrow morning and we’ll go over some basic things.”
“Okie-Dokie-Lokie!” Pinkie bounced back to her work. “Bye, Bon-Bon! And thanks again!”
“Thanks to you too, Pinkie!” Bon-Bon got a hold of her list and then ran out the door.
“Wait! What about your cupcake?” Pinkie shouted after her. “Hm. Oh well.”
Seeing as how Bon-Bon was out of earshot, Pinkie wrapped her tongue around the cupcake and ate it in one big gulp.
Over with Lyra, the first thing on her list is probably one of, if not THE most important detail of all. The dresses. These dresses absolutely have to be one hundred percent perfect. And who better to ask for a dress than the best fashion designer in all of Ponyville?
Without even slowing down, Lyra burst through the front door of Carousel Boutique. She was too excited, she had forgotten to slow herself down. Once she went through the door, she went into a full on skid and accidentally knocked herself into the owner of the place.
Rarity was quick to recover but she was in panic mode as soon as all four of her hooves were holding her up again.
“Oh no! My design! Is it alright? Oh thank goodness it is.”
Rarity wasn’t even paying attention enough to notice she had a visitor. She was too occupied looking at a new design she was creating for an upcoming line.
“Uugghh.”
That little groan finally made Rarity realize she was not alone in there. With a little turn, she saw who it was.
“Oh my! Lyra! Are you alright, darling?”
Lyra got herself back on her hooves and gave her answer.
“Yeah. Yeah I’m okay. Sorry I ran into you. Guess I got a little rambunctious for a second.”
“Well I would say so. Why the rush?” Rarity asked.
Then Lyra’s smile returned to her face.
“I came to tell you the news. I proposed to Bon-Bon yesterday and she said yes.”
It was now Rarity’s turn to smile.
“Oh congratulations!” Rarity walked up to the cyan unicorn and gave her a friendly hug. “So when’s the wedding?”
“Three weeks from Friday.” Lyra answered.
“Wow. Three weeks? You must have a lot on your plate then. I’ll let you go then.” Rarity turned around and went back to work thinking that was all Lyra wanted.
But it wasn’t. Lyra was there for a reason.
“Actually, Rarity, the wedding is the reason I’m here. See, Bon-Bon and I are gonna need gorgeous dresses for the big day and since you…”
“Stop talking right now!”
Rarity’s sudden outburst made Lyra’s mouth shut tight and her ears available for listening.
“Lyra, if you ask me what I think you’re about to ask me, I swear I will FREAK. OUT!”
She knew it would be loud, but it would be good for a little bit of humor. So Lyra said it anyway.
“Rarity, will you design the dresses for Bon-Bon and I?”
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Rarity began to bounce off the walls in a fashion that reminded Lyra somewhat of Pinkie Pie. And it did earn a few chuckles from the aqua unicorn. It quickly grew boring though. Using her magic, Lyra got a telekinetic hold on Rarity and made her stop moving. Then she looked at her fellow unicorn and smiled.
“Is that a yes?” like she even needed to ask.
“Oh you bet your horn it’s a yes. Now you go on, dear. Take care of the rest of your preparations. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can!”
“Rarity, you’re the best.” Lyra said before leaving Carousel Boutique.
“Tell me something I don’t know, darling.” Rarity said to no one since Lyra was gone.
Two tasks scratched off in total. But only one per each. The second thing on Bon-Bon’s list was flowers. Three ponies immediately popped into her head. She turned her direction towards the house of the flower trio, Daisy, Lily, and Roseluck. Or rather Rose for short. That conversation went rather short. The trio agreed to it right off the bat. They would be the official florists for the wedding.
That took quicker then Bon-Bon thought it would. Without wasting a second, she scurried off to do the next item on her list.
One hour transpired since the wedding crusade began. And most of the things on both of their lists had been completed. Bon-Bon had sought out an old friend of hers to be the official minister. His name is Wedding Bell Blue. His goat is a dark grayish color with a short blue mane and tail. His cutie mark is a pair of large white clanging bells. His profession is ministering marriages. Never marrying two mares before, he jumped at the chance to do so. He immediately agreed as soon as he was asked.
Over with Lyra, there was only one thing left on her list to take care of. The music. As the sun began to disappear over the western horizon, Lyra thought of the best music she had ever heard in Ponyville. She made her way to the edge of the Everfree Forest. There lies Fluttershy’s cottage.
Once there, Lyra found Fluttershy feeding her chickens outside the coop. When Fluttershy noticed she had company, she dropped her bag of chicken feed and heard Lyra explain why she had decided to drop by.
“You and Bon-Bon are getting married? Oh how wonderful.” Fluttershy gave Lyra yet another hug like the others had done.
“I’m invited, right?” Fluttershy asked. “Because if you don’t want me there…then…that’s your choice.”
“Oh, Fluttershy. Of course you’re invited!” Lyra thought that was completely ridiculous. “In fact, I was hoping you could help me with something related to the wedding.”
“Oh? How can I help you, Lyra?” Fluttershy asked.
“Well, I was kind of hoping you could help out with the music. I remember your bird orchestra from the Summer Sun Celebration and Princess Cadence’s wedding. And I thought you could maybe whip up another one for my wedding.”
“Oh that would be great!” Fluttershy said very exciting for this. “But..I’m not so sure birds are gonna be enough. Maybe if there was another pony there…”
“I’m one step ahead of you on that one.” Lyra assured her. “Thanks so much, Fluttershy! I gotta go!”
“Bye, Lyra! Say hi to Bon-Bon for me!”
Indeed she would. But first there was something else she had to do. As soon as she got back to the house, she put her list down and turned on the magic in her horn.
The spell she was using right now was a basic spell almost every unicorn learns at an early age. It’s a spell that allows unicorns to communicate with other unicorns at long distances. It’s like the pony version of a telephone. But it only works for unicorn ponies. Each unicorn has their own magical signature. All one has to do for the spell to work is to focus their mind on a certain signature, and lock on to it with their own magic. And that opens up a telepathic communication line with the other unicorn.
The receiving unicorn will then receive the message through her horn and then open up the line on the other end if said receiving unicorn decides to do so. And for the unicorn Lyra was calling, it took a few seconds before a voice popped up inside the aqua pony’s head.
“Lyra? That you, girl?”
“Vinyl! How’s it hangin?”
Across town in her music studio, there is another unicorn. Very light white in the coat, and a spiky mane and tail colored in dark and light blue. Her cutie mark, a backwards double quaver. Her eye color always remains hidden by the dark sunglasses she always wears. Her name is Vinyl Scratch. She’s the town disc jockey. But her stage name is DJ-PON3. It even says so on the sign outside her establishment. “DJ-PON3’s Musical Outlet.” Very few ponies call her by her real name. And Lyra’s one of them.
“Oh it’s hangin alright, girlfriend. Just another day in the life of DJ. Ha! That rhymes! You hear that? I should get into rapping!”
Vinyl always speaks like she’s a wannabe gangster. In her mind, it improved her image. To her close friends though, like Lyra, it just comes off as a bit weird. But Lyra just goes with it.
“Girl, you’re always sayin’ stuff like that.”
“Fo’ sho. So wassup, Lyra? You wanna get together or somethin’?”
“Actually I just wanted to tell you the news. Bon-Bon and I are engaged.”
Even though right now Vinyl couldn’t see Lyra, she was smiling wide for her.
“Aw man! Congrats, girl! So when are you gettin’ married?” the white musical unicorn asked.
“In three weeks.” Lyra came back. “And I was wondering if you would like to help out with the music.”
Now this is sort of a big deal for Vinyl. She’s the best expert on music in all of Ponyville and maybe even Equestria. But her type of music is more…upbeat. Loud. Not something that would be played at something as fancy as a ceremony of matrimonial bonds.
“I dunno, Lyra. I appreciate the thought and all, but a wedding just doesn’t really seem like my scene. Ya know?”
“What are you talking about? You were there at the wedding of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor.”
“I only took that job because it was the highest pay I’ve ever got off a gig. Plus Pinkie Pie wouldn’t leave me alone until I said yes. I swear sometimes she can be so random.”
“We all know that. But listen. I really don’t care about the main ceremony. But I want the reception to bounce, Vinyl. I wanna dance till I drop and I can’t do that if your music isn’t there.”
Vinyl always appreciates words like that. But even still, weddings have never been a place that Vinyl thought herself to be at with her kind of tunes.
“I’m not so sure, Ly.”
“I’m sure Octavia would LOVE to see you.” Lyra added.
And boom. The magic words were spoken.
“Okay. I’m in.”
Vinyl is always a sucker for a chance to see Octavia. Those two have somewhat of a rivalry/something else going on. Hard to tell exactly what it is.
“I thought that might do it for you.” Lyra giggled.
Vinyl’s response was delayed when she heard the bell on her front door ring, indicating customers had entered the place.
“I wish I could chat some more, Lyra. But I gotta go. A group of ponies just came through the door and….by the looks of it, they’re either some lame classic rock cover band or just a lame starter band period. I can’t tell from this distance. Oh listen to me. I’m such a bitch. But either way, money is money. Come by whenever you get the chance so we can work out the details.”
“Will do. And thanks a lot, Vinyl! You practically saved my flank.”
“It’s what I’m here for, girl! Peace out!”
With that, Lyra turned off her horn and the connection between her and Vinyl became severed. As soon as that happened, the door to the house opened up and Bon-Bon came through it out of breath.
“Okay!” she filled her lungs back up with air and talked at the same time. “I got the minister taken care of, Pinkie will plan the wedding out, and Rainbow agreed to keeping the skies clear on the special day. What about you?”
“Rarity agreed to do it. We just have to go to her place as soon as we can so we can get fitted.” Lyra answered. “Rarity agreed. And I got the music partially taken care of. I got Fluttershy’s birds and then I got Vinyl.”
At the mention of that last word, Bon-Bon began to panic.
“Aw no! Not Vinyl!”
“What’s wrong with Vinyl? She’s great with music.”
“Yeah but this is a wedding. Not a rave. Why couldn’t you just ask Octavia?”
“Bonnie! Calm down and listen to me!”
But she wouldn’t listen. The candy marked pony was too busy freaking out over nothing to listen.
“I don’t want music like Van Haystack to be the song that plays when we walk down the aisle.”
“You are crazy! Vinyl will not put on Van Haystack! I’m sure of it. She’s not even gonna be playing in the ceremony!”
That’s when Bon-Bon froze up and finally lowered the volume of her voice box.
“She’s…she’s not?”
“No. I only hired Vinyl for the reception, you dummy. I got Fluttershy’s bird orchestra AND I’m gonna get Octavia for the actually ceremony.”
This was only a taste of what Lyra’s gonna be experiencing for the next three weeks. Bon-Bon’s oversensitive behavior knew no bounds. She’s just good at covering when she’s either running the store or out in public. But when she comes home, it’s a whole different story.
“Well…okay then. Vinyl’s in.” Bon-Bon loosened up.
“One other thing.” Lyra voiced herself. “I don’t know how to get in touch with Octavia since she’s not a unicorn.”
Bon-Bon sighed and mentally slapped herself for not thinking of that. Octavia lives in Canterlot and she’s an Earth pony. Lyra can’t call her like she can with other unicorns.
“I’ll write a letter and have Derpy deliver it to her.” She quickly resolved that little issue.
“Good.” Lyra said. “You know I don’t know why you’re so sensitive about every little detail.”
“This coming from the unicorn who ran home and bawled her eyes out after a stinkin’ bug ate her pie.”
“I told you a million times! It was just my time of the month!”
That earned Lyra nothing but a giggle fit from Bon-Bon and a slight growl from her own lips. Quicker than usual, the rest of the day went by. All the two mares talked about was how wonderful and incredible their wedding was going to be. They way they spoke of every detail made it sound like it would be the day they had always dreamed of since they were little fillies. Lots of close friends and family, perfect music and food, everything down to the last detail was gonna be perfect.
….right?
