Lyra was crying BonBon had died, and she was now walking away, she was going to move to FillyDelphia for some time away, but was so sad that it was hard for her to go on. She had never had a friend die before, not that she remembered at least, and what happened to BonBon was more than harsh, so harsh that Lyra didn't want to remember it but just couldn't stop doing so. She was just so sad, so she was catching the 2 a.m train, because she didn't want to have to see ponies in the streets being forced to exhaust themselves to death, but it didn't matter as the ponies did it around the clock. Derpy (or Muffin, but I call her Derpy.) and Vinyl followed her, because Octavia had died and Derpy said that she had dropped her muffins in the icy pit. Neither Lyra or Vinyl could figure out what it meant but even if she did Vinyl wouldn't tell Lyra, or anyone for that matter anything, ever.

"So, are you guys mourning some pony too?" cried Lyra.

"The muffin funhouse."

"So no pony wants to talk about anything worth my time, great."
Soon enough the train pulled into the station and the three ponies got on it, but to their horror they noticed, but not until they got to FillyDelphia, that the train conductor was infected, and now they were too, they had unwillingly spread the virus to another town.

Author's Note

me: Hey, for the next few chapters I will either be going off the Main story onto a B story with Lyra, and a few other side ponies who leave Ponyville, as it is in really bad shape for every pony living there.
Rest of the CMC: Hey we wanna write too.
Me: Yeah but last time I put the pencil in your hoof Sweetie Belle, you wrote me out of the story, then Scootaloo wrote out Apple Jack, and Big Mac, and Granny Smith, and though she deserved it kinda Diamond Tiara.
Babs: But what about me.
Me: You had them lie to Pinky Pie about our deaths.
Babs Riiiight.