Lyra trotted into Twilight's Castle excitedly. She heard a rumor that they recently got a massive donation of mythology books there and if she was lucky enough, she could borrow some and maybe even find her favorite mythology topic: humans.
Lyra was so focused on her thoughts she didn't notice Spike until they were laying on top of each other.
"Ow", Spike groaned rubbing his head.
"I'm super sorry Spike, I wasn't paying attention." Lyra said sheepishly as she levitated Spike up and dusted him off.
"S'alright", the dragon muttered. "Where you off to in a hurry any?"
Lyra brightened up. "I heard Twilight got a huge delivery of mythology books and I was gonna borrow some. Do you know where she is?"
"Main library. Currently reorganizing it. For the fourth time this month." Spike rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically.
Lyra giggled. "That does sound like Twilight. Thanks Spike!" She waved before trotting off.
Lyra walked to the door and rammed right into it and fell over.
"Huh, I guess it's a pull door. Not a push." She got up and rubbed her head before opening the door.
"My Celestia Lyra, are you alright? That sounded like a heavy hit you took." Twilight's concerned face was on the other side of the door.
Lyra nodded. "Yeah I'm good thanks for asking."
Twilight visibly relaxed and smiled. "What can I do for you, Lyra?"
"I heard Starlight mention you got a huge book delivery, mainly mythology. You mind if I borrow some?"
Twilight grinned. "I don't mind at all. I have tons of new ones. Humans, something called a Yeti and a Bigfoot. Got some ghost books too." She pulled all the books she mentioned out with her magic.
"I'll take as many human ones you got, please." Lyra requested.
Twilight nodded and set the books down next to Lyra.
"Thanks Twi, I owe ya big time." Lyra grinned and clapped her hooves happily.
Twilight smiled and shook her head. "You don't owe me anything, happy to help a friend." Lyra hugged her happily and Twilight returned it.
"I gotta get back to Bon Bon. She's gonna be disappointed if I'm late to try her new recipe."
Twilight waved as Lyra trotted out the room and headed home.
Lyra sat back contently on her chair. Across from her was Bon Bon, smiling triumphantly.
"I told you that you would like daisy lasagna with cilantro and mozzarella cheese." Bon Bon said smugly.
"You were right, that's my fault." Lyra admitted.
Lyra helped clean up and do the dishes. Lyra washed, Bon Bon dried.
"So how was the stand today?" Lyra asked as she washed a pot.
Bon Bon made a growling sound. "Awful. Stressful. Less said about it, the better."
"Did you know humans used to build their structures and housing by hand before having magical machines do it for them?" Lyra questioned.
Bon Bon grunted but said nothing.
"And they also were very advanced in medical fields and medicine. Way more than we are. They also ate meat."
Bon Bon gave a involuntary shiver at that thought. Thought of anything eating meat was a foreign concept to her.
Hours passed and Lyra was still on the topic of what she discovered.
"They also had more lethal weapons, something called a gun would propel something called a bullet out. It must be magical powered. Imagine if Equestria had these weapons." Bon Bon rolled her eyes but hid her frustration.
"They would have been kinda nice to have when the changeling queen brainwashed you." Bon Bon admitted. "I'd have liked to shoot her."
Lyra grimaced at the mention of that, then immediately brightened up as she turned the page.
"Hey look at this." She levitated a picture up and Bon Bon glanced over at it. "They had self propelled carriages. This ones called a "Ford Mustang." It's apparently very fast and popular."
Bon Bon closely examined the blue car, then furrowed her brow.
"I thought a mustang was a horse?" She mused.
Lyra quickly read down. "You might imagine a rampaging, wild, and free horse when you think of the origins of Ford's storied muscle car, the Mustang. However, you might be surprised to learn that the pony car didn't get its moniker from a wild horse. Instead, the Ford Mustang got its name from an extraordinary fighter plane, the P-51 Mustang." Lyra read out.
"What the hell is a plane Lyra?" Bon Bon asked and sighed. She didn't really pay attention to mythology like this.
Lyra put a hoof on her chin in thought. "Maybe an advanced version of Cherry Berry's balloon." She offered. She shuffled the book around. "There's no picture of it, but that's my best guess."
"Or maybe the balloon is an advanced version of this plane." Bon Bon retorted.
The pair sat in silence for a while. Bon Bon was focusing on getting her growing migraine to calm down and Lyra kept reading.
Please be done, Bon Bon thought to her self. Typically she loved hearing lyra's exciting findings, but it can be a bit much. Especially with how bad and slow work was at her candy stand. Hopefully she could make enough bits to buy an actual store one day.
"Hey Bon Bon."
Oh no, Bon Bon thought. She forced a smile. "Yes, dear?"
"Humans used to wear clothes. Fascinating right?"
"Don't we wear clothes at times, how is this fascinating?" Bon Bon growled.
Lyra didn't seem to notice her growing frustration. "Yeah but they wear them all the time. In public, at their house everywhere."
"Cool." Bon Bon said bored.
"And they also could-" Lyra was cut off.
"Lyra! I love you, but please that's enough for today. My head is pounding. Can we just have a quiet evening, please?" Bon Bon begged.
Lyra seemed to shrink down. "Yeah, sure sorry." She said quietly.
"Let's just go to bed. It's late."
Lyra nodded and the two worked their way upstairs and slipped into bed.
"Humans are cool, right?" Lyra asked suddenly.
Bon Bon shoved her face into a pillow and screamed.
"And so I told him, four bits for the bag of carrots or no deal." Carrot Top finished her story. Right then a scream came from the house next door.
"Uhm, what in Equestria was that?" Cherry Berry asked nervously.
Berry Punch sighed. "Lyra's probably annoying Bon Bon again."
Carrot Top nodded and rolled her eyes.
"Does that happen on this street often? I live on the far side of Ponyville, remember?" Cherry said.
"Oh, you have no idea."
