Grappling Hook 101

“I’ve made up my mind,” Bon Bon declared, standing up from the table. It was a Saturday, and the candymaker had closed her shop for a couple hours in order to have lunch with Lyra.

“About what?”

“Since you aren’t going to let me in on your secret—” she held up a hoof to stave off Lyra’s reply. “and since whatever you have become a part of is CLEARLY dangerous, especially considering what happened last week, I have decided that it is my responsibility, no, my duty, to look after your safety.

“And so,” she continued, “Like the responsible marefriend with combat experience that I am, I have decided that I am going to train you in self-defense.” She pulled an object out of her tail and placed it in front of Lyra with a thunk.

“Meet me on the north edge of Ponyville in five hours. Make sure you aren’t followed.” She then returned to the storefront, leaving Lyra to stare at the recently polished grappling hook the ex-agent had set before her.