After a long wait to be seated, Lyra was staring longingly at the counter. The smell of freshly bake pancakes waffled into her nostril as she eyes the golden flat circular delicacy being laid on the table beside hers. In front of a mare with greyish coat and red mane. The mare licks her lips as she drizzles warm chocolate syrup on top of the vanilla ice cream and the pancakes itself. Lyra gulped a mouthful of saliva as the mare took a bite. Her eyes closed with a formed on her lips as she chewed, a drop of ice cream trickling at the side of her mouth.
Lyra banged her head. Splat! What should have been a hard smooth surface was instead something cold but warm at the outer diameter mushed against her face? Lyra dare not open her eyes to meet the terrible fate ahead of her. She hoped that she had just done was not true. It could have been that some pony was eating ice cream and a scoop landed on the table she was sitting in front of. Yeah that must be it! What other possible explanations can there be?
“Aw Lyra you ruined the selfie…” Bon Bon sighed, looking at the picture with Lyra’s face planted on the perfectly once beautiful bake good. Choosing the picture she dragged it to the trash bin.
“Why didn’t you tell me that food was here!” Lyra blew up, her voice cracking and her face dripping with ice cream. Tears threatened to roll down her cheeks as she looks down at the mess. She knew that she couldn’t be mad at Bon Bon for a long time. However her thirst for justice was just important and something must pay.
“I will get another so don’t get upset alright?”
“No… it’s okay.” Lyra muttered before wiping herself clean with a napkin. The queue was now longer than ever. Lyra doesn’t want Bon Bon to be standing outside under the hot sun just to get her the treat.
“I think I need a moment for myself,” Lyra excused herself and left the bakery. On the way out, she glanced back to the mare eating the pancake beside them. She noticed that the mare now had a phone levitated in front of her and she was taking a selfie, the same action that had cost Lyra her pancake. Selfie ruined her day. Now it was her turn.
If her day was destroyed by selfie, she must do everything in her will power to make sure that no selfies would be nice. With haste, Lyra dashed forward to interrupt the mare but lost her footing halfway. Did she manage to ruin it? Getting off the floor, she peered over to check. It was a lovely picture of the mare levitating a fork with pancakes towards her opened mouth and no Lyra in the photo.
“You may have won this time but no more!” Lyra exclaimed. She looked around, scanning her surroundings for any pony daring to take out the device. There were ponies having conversations with one another. Ponies mending their stores…there they are!
A stallion wearing a pair of spectacles was holding up his cellphone and was smiling at it in prep of the selfie. The window is closing and every millisecond counts. Sliding into view just behind the stallion, Lyra crossed her eyes stuck her tongue out like she was about to vomit. Snap!
That earned a gasped from the stallion as he quickly deleted the photo away before any damage could be done. Lyra smirked. Time to go scouting for more selfie lovers.
Rarity was known to be a great fashionista, she tends to send selfies of herself everytime she makes a new dress. That would be a great lost for selfie if something bad were to happen if Rarity doesn’t post her daily pictures.
Showing up in a suit with a monocle, Lyra was just in time to prevent the unspeakable that Rarity was about to commit. Levitating a glass of wine, that was sitting at the work bench, next to her. Lyra flat out told her that she looked tacky like she just came out of bed and if she were to be famous she would have to act with profession. Although Lyra haven’t had a slightest clue of how professional selfies are taken, but the fake Canterlot accent and the swirling of the wine glass certainly told Rarity otherwise.
After getting into the dress instead having it behind her, Rarity felt that it was perfect. Time for Lyra to save her from the ultimate shame again.
“What is the matter this time darling?” Rarity asked as Lyra attempts to nudged at the levitated phone.
“It looks horrible; ponies from Canterlot are going to ridicule that picture. Too much face not enough dress.” Lyra grunted pushing the phone further and further away.
“No wait that’s not right… it’s too up front. We need to take it from the back angle.” Lyra shifted the phone to the back and requested she turn just for her head to face the camera. Just as Rarity was about to go with her third attempt, Lyra halted her in her tracks once again. Rarity groaned.
“Your hair maybe a bit curly, let me fix that for you. “ Lyra brushed her mane from a nice curl to a straight and dull hair.
“Alright now all you need to do is to make a duck face and-“ Lyra’s sentence was cut short by a phone whizzing past her head and crashing the walls.
“That’s it! I have better things to do then spending my time on such tedious task. Please leave, I have work to do.” Rarity shooed Lyra out and slammed the door behind her.
Lyra did a small dance of victory. Selfie is definitely going to regret ever crossing paths with her. Now she needs to get out of these clothes, ponies were starting to look at her funny.
In the afternoon, Lyra met up with her friends Vinyl and Octavia and had lunch together where they had their usual discussion of which type of music is the best. The discussion lasted till they were in a park near Canterlot and Vinyl wanted to take a picture of them with a bush shaped as a wine bottle.
“Everyone say wine,” Vinyl said holding the camera up. Lyra decided that she was not going to follow the other two mare’s sentence. But screamed bloody murder before collapsing onto the ground, a hoof resting on her forehead. Vinyl lowered her phone.
“Lyra you alright?” She asked holding out a hoof as Octacia glances at her with concern.
“I don’t know. I just felt light headed but I think i am better now.” Lyra said dusting herself. Vinyl grinned and held out the camera again.
“Okay every pony say-“
“The horror!”
Vinyl looked back once more to find Lyra on the ground, her hooves twitching and her tongue lolling out of her mouth. She turned to Octavia who shrugged in response.
“Tavi think we might need to get her to the hospital.”
“No!” Lyra screamed, sitting straight up. The two ponies stared at her with jaws wide open. Lyra quickly sneaked in a cough.
“Just leave me, I will be fine.” She wheezed, throwing out a few more coughs and fell back onto the floor groaning.
“Erm okay, then we will be heading back first.” Octavia said trotting away from her.
When Lyra was sure they were gone. She stood up. It was already evening and it was about time to head home as well. To her surprise, she saw Bon Bon outside the park.
“How did you know I was inside the park?” Lyra asked as they trotted down the pavement. It was rather crowded so they had to squeeze to the edge of the pavement to give way to moving carts.
“I was delivering my candy to some of my clients and I met Octavia and Vinyl on the way to the train station. They told me where you were.” Bon Bon replied.
“Oh…”
They continued in silence when Bon Bon suddenly thought that it was a good time to take a selfie by the road. She stops and pulled out a selfie stick which she placed the phone onto and held it up. The screen showing a picture of them and the water fall cascading down the top of Canterlot behind them. Aw hell no!
“Hey every pony look at the camera so we could use it to make out first contact to humans!” Lyra hollered at the top of her lungs. Every pony within a miles radius paused with whatever they were doing to give out skeptical stares at them and some were even willing to participate in the selfie. Bon Bon noticed the attention paid towards them seeing how she swiftly shoved the materials back into her saddlebag.
“What in world is wrong with you Lyra.” Bon Bon hissed her pace now faster than before, trying to get away from the crowd as fast as possible.
Down the road there was more space to go between and Lyra was happy with today. She had prevented multiple selfies from happening all by herself. A deed she dare say is worth acknowledging.
As they travelled further, the railings ended opening up to the sandy beach next to the , the sound of the waves lapping at the shoreline and the smell of salt lingering in the air filled their senses. Along the beach, Lyra spotted a lilac coat unicorn with iris and light blue main and raspberry colored eyes and two dolphins as her cutie mark. The unicorn was holding up a phone with a shy smile on her lips as she positions the camera to cover her and the earth pony with a yellow coat who was look out to sea.
Sea Swirl was about to take the picture when she felt a chill ran down her spine. The sense of being watched by some pony. She glanced down from the camera and her pupils shrank as she saw a unicorn staring at her. Her smile immediately faltered as the mare narrowed her golden eyes at her, glancing between her and the other mare. Her cheeks burned crimson red. The mare was mouth the words 'what do you think you are doing girl.' before she was dragged off by another mare. Sea Swirl kept her phone just in case another pony was to stare at her. She would get that perfect picture one day.
“I saw you eying her up!” Bon Bon snapped, swinging the door open to their apartment.
“I swear I did not!” Lyra cried.
“You’re spending the night on the couch tonight for that and making a scene in public.”
“Alright fair enough,” Lyra sighed, plopping onto the sofa. That was so worth it.
Author's Note
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a comment down bellow if you enjoyed it. Critics or suggestions would be appreciated.
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