'Til Death do us Part

Bon Bon gave me the look. That look of which we must go help the others to save Rainbow Dash, and cope with Pinkie. What was Pinkie doing? Why was she just shaking in a trance? Is she hurt? Is it a condition? Maybe one of her "Pinkie senses"?

"Quickly, Lyra, quickly," Bon Bon interrupted the television and tugged on my hoof. "We need to go. We must go find out what happened to Rainbow Dash."

"Yes," I nodded in agreement, flipping the T.V. off, "and we need to figure out what Pinkie was doing. Do you have any plans of how we can go about?"

It took Bon Bon some thinking and fiddling of my hoof before she decided.

"I think we should split up," she offered. "Since Pinkie's talents and mine are both related to sweets, maybe I could use a method to ease her out of this state of being she's in. And you can go help the girls!"

I had to think this over for a bit, my thoughts in a big jumble. Gazing deep into Bon Bon's glorious blue eyes, I gave a response with a hug.

"I'm sorry, Bonnie," I croaked out, "but I think that I should deal with Ms. Pie. My lyre could soothe her out of this trance, and you can help the girls search for Ms. Dash." I smiled widely, holding her tight.

She just gave me a nod of approval, returning the squeeze. Once we finished our hug, I galloped up the stairs and into my room. There on my nightstand was my alluring lyre. I clenched it with my mouth and bolted down the stairs, my air slamming the door shut behind me. I giggled and met Bon Bon at the door.

"You all set?" she asked in her sweet tone. I could only give her a nod, for my speaking would've been muffled like earlier at breakfast. She opened the door for me and I lead her out into the bright 11 A.M. sunshine. After the door was closed, I set down my lyre.

"Alright," I began, "we should spli-" I was cut off by the rushing of Twilight, Rarity, AppleJack, and airy gallop of Fluttershy. Bon Bon smiled, knowing what I was going to say. She dashed in front of them, her curled tail and mane flying about. Once they saw her and stopped, she gave her reasoning. They quickly agreed and she nodded happily at me before heading off.

I knew where I was to expect Pinkie, quickly trotting off to her spot with my lyre. The ground was a comfortable temperature of warm, feeling like a hoof massage. I grinned, almost dropping the lyre but catching it with grace.

It took me about 7 minutes to reach Sugarcube Corner, for I had been distracted. Upon my arrival, I did not see Ms. Pie anywhere. I came up to the window and looked inside, seeing they were open. Deciding to go in, I went through the doors quietly. I trotted to the counter slowly...