Lyra's unexpectedly, painful day as a human

Lyra sat down with a huff at her favorite restaurant, Three Fillies, ready to cry. It had been a hard morning for the human. After Bonbon had dug out the splinter, none too gently, she had stepped on some very painful rocks on her way to town, slipped on the gravel in town landing on her hind quarters, smacked her head on a hanging shop sign at Sugarcube Corner, and nearly wore out the her finger pads teaching lessons on the Lyre. The day of her dreams had not gone anything like she thought it would, and all the side glances and snickering she could hear behind her back didn't help.

“I see yer' wishin' ya didn't drink that potion.” Bonbon commented off hoof, as she sat down across from the unhappy human. “So, what do ya think? Peachy?”

Lyra glared at her roommate. “Didn't have enough coffee after I left?”

Bonbon shrugged. “What can I say, all we had was this nasty Decaf. It's been a rough day.”

“I'll say!” Lyra shot back. “I don't know what's going to kill me first! Getting all these little scrapes and bruises because I can't use magic and I'm bipedal now,”

“Do you even know what bipedal means?” Bonbon snipped in.

“OR,” Lyra continued her rant, ignoring her roommate's sass. “The embarrassment of every pony seeing me struggle as a human! I mean, I've practiced a lot as a pony. I sat like a human, walked like a human,”

“Snore like a human.” Bonbon added.

“Hey! I do NOT snore!”

Bonbon gave her human companion a look that would wilt a flower. “Listen hunny. I live with you for a week now. Its a wonder I've been able to sleep at all.”

“Point is,” Lyra pressed. “I should be a natural. This was my dream.” She sat back, looking more dejected than before. “And its a nightmare.”

The waiter came and they ordered their usual meal. The Stallion was a little amused to see Lyra was a human, mare finally found a way how, but didn't comment on it.

“Listen sweetheart.” Bonbon smiled, her voice much kinder than before. “Yer bein' too rough on ya'self. You ain't human, no matter wha'd ya look like. So, how can ya act what ya not?”

There were some truth to that, and hearing that Bonbon was at last being sympathetic to her cause made Lyra fill a little better.

In no time, lunch was served. A hay bacon burger with raw oats, carrots and a tossed flower salad. Lyra dug in.

“OW!”

Bonbon sighed. “What now?”

Lyra tried to chew, but winced painfully. With embarrassment written on her face, she spit out the oats she had tired to eat into a napkin.

“These oats are hard.” She whispered.

Bonbon took a spoonful of the 'hard' oats and munched them. “Nah, they ain't.” She looked at Lyra. “Yer teeth must be too weak, as a human.”

Lyra's face fell from embarrassment to dread. She carefully picked up the hay bacon burger and took an experimental bite. She crunched and crunched and crunched before taking a large gulp of water to force it down.

“Blah.” She looked like she was about to cry. It's dry and I can't ground up the hay like I used too.”

“Clearly humans aren't meant to eat pony food.” Bonbon pointed out, having taken a large bite of her own hay bacon burger, relishing the flavor and texture.

Lyra pushed around the flower salad, not even bothering to try it, and just settled down to eating the carrots, the only edible thing on her plate.

“This is a disaster.” Lyra moaned, watching the waiter, a little annoyed, taking away her nearly full plate. “I have to see Applebloom and see how long this is going to last. I don't think I can take much more of this!”

“Hope it doesn't last a week.” Bonbon added, massaging her head. “Cause this is a migraine.”

Lyra gasped. “A week?! What if it lasts,” She stared into the distance. “Forever?”

Near by a pink pony popped out of a stallions drink, with the strangest expression saying, “Foooooreeeeeveeeerrrrr.” While sinking into the drink. Needless to say, the stallion had the waiter change his cup.

Bonbon rolled her eyes. “Get goin'. I'll pay fer lunch this time.”

Lyra nodded, stood up, and hurried to the door, only to walk straight into the door frame head first, with a loud -THUD-. After a moment of daze, she exited the building and started running towards Sweet Apple Acres, hoping the worst was over.