There Is a Lyra at Home

by Lunabird

Rating: teen
Tags: Lyra, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Second Person, Sex, Comedy, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 4586

Anonymous and Lyra's happy life

Anonymous and Lyra's happy life--to be honest, I really want to taunt him.

Published 2024-07-26 05:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-07-31 13:25:22 UTC

The root of all evil

The undisciplined article about Lyra's licking hands is here.

"Hmmm......"

With a moist sound, you feel your fingers being held in the mouth by the mint-colored creature. You can feel the soft little tongue gently curling your fingers, although it doesn't feel annoying, but it feels a little hairy.

When you look down at her golden eyes, she mischievously bites your finger with her teeth, and then swallows your finger even harder.

"Wait......"

She doesn't stop no matter what you say, but instead pushes you down on the bed with her minty hooves against your chest, her little mouth sucking loudly, silver saliva running down her mouth and dripping onto your sheets.

I said...... That's enough! ”

You scream, pulling your fingers out, pushing her hooves away, frowning and pulling out the tissue next to the bed to wipe the translucent liquid on it.

And that green E.T has a pitiful expression, looks at you with big watery eyes, and says in a girl's sweet voice, "I still want ......"

But you're immune to this pitiful look. You wipe the saliva from her mouth and teach her a lesson:

"It's useless to pretend to be cute, wipe it quickly and make me clean, I only have this one sheet!"

"Cut." After putting away the pitiful expression, the girl's soft voice immediately became dry, "Do you know how to play the guitar? Can you be careful, your fingers are calloused. ”

"You don't care!" You wipe the sheets and talk back. For the 101st time, I was thinking about how much money I could make if I sold this E.T with a strange habit to a research institute.

To be honest, you don't know much about this guy, except that the green E.T who lives with you is called 'Lyra'. And what makes you hate it is that this E.T is different from you, who have been learning guitar for most of your life, and she can play any string with her hooves. And what makes you most angry is that she is completely dismissive of her talent.

"40 square meters, one bedroom, water and electricity are taken care of, and the monthly rent is only 500!"

Looking at this advertisement, you didn't hesitate to rent it, the former owner of this house was quite well decorated, the furniture was very new, and the huge dressing mirror in the living room looked very valuable. But with such a cheap rent in a beautifully decorated house, you can't believe you're so lucky. As a young man chasing his dream of being a singer, renting such a nice place near the small bar where he works as soon as you come to the city is a pie-in-the-sky luck for you.

It would be nice if a lovely young girl came home and prepared a meal for you—sometimes you secretly thought so.

But anyway, now you have a place to shelter from the wind and rain on this cold winter night. Especially after a long day's work, it's great to be able to have a large double bed to yourself after a shower.

If there is any complaint, it is that in the dead of night, a strange clicking sound can always be heard in the house. Past visitors have said that the place is haunted, and they have heard of people feeling bitten by ghosts in their dreams. But you think it's all nonsense, but thanks to this nonsense, you can live in such a cheap room.

Today, as usual, after a night of performances at the bar, you dragged your tired body back to your cabin with your beloved guitar on your back. Although the nights in the big city are very cold, you feel lucky to have a warm place to shelter from the elements. After a comfortable hot shower, you change into your pajamas and lie down in a blanket, and you have to go to work at McDonald's early tomorrow morning, so you go to bed early.

But apparently you can't sleep well in a new place, and your nightmares are one after another, from singing and being smashed in the face of others to being licked by countless dogs, and finally to working part-time french fries and accidentally putting your hand into the oil pan. When you wake up, you still feel like your palms are sweaty.

No...... Definitely not sweat, because your whole hand is wet and it's covered in weird liquid that's disgusting and sticky. Could this be the legendary ghost biter? Just when you thought so and got up in a daze, grabbed a tissue and wiped your hands, you met a pair of big yellow eyes in the dark.

As the saying goes, if you walk more at night, you will definitely encounter ghosts, although you have walked a lot at night, but you have not encountered ghosts on the night road, but you have seen ghosts at the head of your bed!

"Huh!!" The ghost made a very girlish cry, and it must have been the legendary female goblin.

Whether the female ghost was a vampire or something, you picked up the silver fork next to the bed and poked it between her eyes.

"Wow, what did you put on my horns!" The female ghost exclaimed.

Since it has horns, it's a succubus?

You think about things that don't fit in with you, and then turn on the lights to see what happens.

You see a mint-colored creature that looks like a horned pony running towards the big full-length mirror in your room.

"Wait a ......"

You jumped out of bed to stop her madness, but you were too slow, and she slammed into the mirror, shattering the precious-looking mirror in two. You hugged her before the top half of the mirror hit her head, and then the mirror smashed in a position where she was spinning in place a second before — you just hope the landlord doesn't kick you out of the house because of that.

"Are you crazy!" You look down and yell at the unidentified creature in your arms, but what you see is the thing wrapping its hooves around your neck, sniffing at your neck with its eyes closed.

"Wow—the smell of humanity," she whispered, with a look of fascination.

It's just terrible!

"Give-me-down-come--!"

You grab the mint-flavored 'facehug' and drag her off of you, then throw her on the bed, and just as you pull out your phone and consider whether to call 999 or 666 if you are attacked by the alien, she speaks, and in a more sane voice.

"I'm really sorry!"

She lay on the bed and buried her head between her hooves and said loudly.

"Although we earthlings are friendly and kind, no matter what the culture of your planet is, if you have any physical contact with me, I will blow your head with country music, you know?"

You take out your guitar and threaten her loudly.

"I'm not a Martian horse, and ......" The creature sat up, and you could see her appearance, although she looked a bit like the pony you were familiar with, but as far as you know, Marco didn't have that minty mane, and the big head looked cuter. And between the manes on the top of the head there is a sharp horn of the same color as the mane, and on it hangs your silver fork. She had eyes several times the size of a normal human, and she was looking at the fork comically.

"What's this?" She said, tearing the fork off with her own hooves. Although it looks like a horse, the creature's front hooves appear to be as agile as a human's forearms.

"What are you to me?"

"E.T" You continue your search for an alien attack emergency contact number with an unhappy face.

"Don't look at your phone when talking to others, how did your mother educate you?" The alien horse, who was kneeling on the ground to apologize just now, now raises his eyebrows and glares at you with an unhappy face.

"Cell phone?"

"Okay, cell phone!"

It seems that she still has some understanding of your human affairs, and seems to be an alien horse that has been lurking for a long time.

"It was the broken fork you put on me that caused my magic to fail, so I broke the portal! You idiot! ”

"An alien creature that crashes into a mirror like a crazy kitten is embarrassed to call others stupid?" If you don't think about it, you just talk back.

"Why aren't you stupid, you can go out of tune when you play a guitar, and you can't tune your guitar, aren't you stupid?"

"It's none of your business, and your fingerless hooves still know how to play the guitar?"

The mare wipes her mane with her hooves and gives you a contemptuous look, and then your guitar suddenly glows golden and floats in front of her, and then floats out crisp and pleasant chords, not at all like the sound of your cheap guitar that is not tuned in tune.

"How did you do that?"

"Hmph...... Unicorn...... Magic. ”

You feel like your jaw is almost hitting the floor.

Then she plucked the strings with her hooves, played the first two bars of Barrios's Cathedral with an understated expression, and then snorted and said, "Even if we don't use magic, we can play it!" ”

You now feel the urge to bow down right now, but for the sake of human dignity, you hold back.

"Hmph...... ...... "The filly looks at your expression thoughtfully, and then says. "In this way, I'll teach you to play the piano and cook for you, and you let me live here first, and finish my human research while repairing the portal again?"

"Deal!" You grab her hooves without thinking. But you didn't expect that these two words and the devil's contract that you will regret for the rest of your life.

Author's Note

To be continued......

S1 E01

Lyra and Anonymous's undisciplined life continues.

"Now, I've been researching for so many days and I've found that humans and ponies have a lot in common."

While you're changing the strings of your guitar, the E.T suddenly throws a sentence from behind your back.

"Oh......"

And you just vaguely agreed, and continued to fiddle with your strings. But even if you don't have to look at it, you can feel Lyra drooping her ears because she doesn't pay attention to you, so as a gesture of politeness, you follow up again.

"For example?"

"For example...... Well...... How do you say that...... Well...... Size! "The pony who doesn't know what personal space is at all crawls on your back with its hooves and rests its head on your shoulder. The mint-flavored soft bristles tickle the base of your neck.

"What? Size? ”

Completely unaware of what she was trying to say, you have a sentence to say, concentrating on tightening the new strings.

"Oh yes, size! For example, me, although it looks so petite, in fact, the two of us are about the same size, although it may be a little tight, but it can still be inserted into the ......"

With a bang, the strings you fiddled with snapped.

"Really, do you want to try?"

"Don't do something that would make this novel unpublished!" You jump up and crawl to get away from the animal who doesn't know what the rituals are, only to find her wearing your new socks. And between the two of you, wrapped in a golden magical aura, floating in the air is a pair of warm-looking woolen gloves —— socks for you.

"I made it for you, don't you have to react so much if you don't like it." The mare bowed her head in a very hurt way.

For someone chasing their dreams in a big city, there's nothing more reassuring than having a small home where you can take refuge from the wind and rain at any time. After a tiring day at work, there are virtuous and beautiful wives waiting for your return. Even if you don't have a virtuous and beautiful wife, having a kitten or a puppy can heal the soul. But for you, while there are beautiful vocal-making females waiting for you to return, a mint-colored creature awaits you at home that you don't know if you can classify it as a mammal.

"Welcome home, little girl has just arrived, please take care of me."

As soon as you get home, you see that the owner of the young girl's voice is lying on all fours and bowing his head to you, a position that is terrible for a human to look at, but it is obviously a normal way for a pony to move. I can only say that the mistake is that the curve of this E.T's torso is very close to that of a human woman.

You shake your head to get the jumbled thoughts out of your head, sigh at her strange headless conversation, and crouch down to change your slippers.

"Do you want to take a shower first, or eat first? Or will you eat me first? ”

You want to take a shower, but if you think about it, you're hungry after a long day, and you haven't eaten anything after performing at the bar for so long, so it's good to eat first, but you don't want to eat her mints at all, just think about it......

"Where the hell did you learn these conversations?" You ask, grabbing your head.

"Uh, those ...... you pressed under the sheets"

Before she could finish speaking, you ran into the bedroom frantically and hurriedly threw the 'wrong social skills' that Tianqin had spread out on the bed into the trash. By the way, this horse-like creature has no idea what personal privacy is. But for a sapient creature that doesn't seem to have any clothes at all, you think they really don't have personal privacy?

"Listen, Lyra, the ...... Well...... You can't take fictional things in literary and artistic works as proper human interactions. ”

For a moment, you feel that compared to the innocent and pure holy beast, you are really too dirty.

You hold the garbage you are throwing out in a cold sweat, and before you go out, you don't forget to turn back and warn the foal who has learned the wrong knowledge, and she nods earnestly.

You're glad in your heart that these things are just light novels that can be purchased by children over the age of 14.

When she returned home for the second time, Lyra was humming a song and placing the bowl on the dining table at home. Seeing that all kinds of cutlery were surrounded by a layer of golden light, as if they had their own consciousness, they were quickly ticketed to the table and neatly arranged, and Lyra just squatted on the stool with her apron tied and dangled her hooves happily, you think that magic is really suitable for those who like to do housework.

But as soon as you sat down, you couldn't help but shudder at the thought of that sour sandwich in the morning. But looking down at the food in the bowl is a relief, and it's not delicious, but at least it's palatable. The pile of soybeans piled up in the bowl looked like they had been boiled in water, and the oats were properly made into oatmeal.

"Uh...... Soybeans and oats? ”

"Yes, the soybeans are cooked with rock salt, and I also cooked oatmeal with the kind of oatmeal that you humans eat, and carefully balanced the combination of protein, fiber, salt, and various vitamins that can supplement the human supper's dinner......" Lyra, shaking her head proudly, looked at your expression, stopped her gushing nutrition tirade, and looked at you with sincere fear, for fear that she would mess up something again. “That one...... How? Not to your liking? ”

"I didn't ...... Not bad......"

It's just that this recipe is literally feeding the horses, you say in your heart. Although it is said that it is the level of feeding high-level racehorses, but how to say it? This also ...... Thinking of this, you look up at the strange hoofed animal sitting across from you who is curiously using magic to float fork and learn how to hold beans with it ...... All right...... In a sense, the meal was really feeding the horses.

So you put away your stomach full of complaints and stuffy your head to eat.

"By the way, why are you ...... in bed"

"Everybody has a little hobby! I bet you're going to have something nasty stuffed under your pillow, too.” You loudly interrupt her next sentence.

"All I would put under my pillow was my baby teeth." Lyra whispered.

"Although the fictional content of those things is more than that...... Uh-huh. But in any case, human society is still more reserved in this regard."

"Oh?" Lyra looks at you with a skeptical expression, her green and white tail sweeping the stool and making a smack. "Come to think of it, you're right, those pictures of female humans on your computer are barely clothed."

You almost snapped your fork in two.

"In our place, the stallions of your age read magazines are usually dressed in all sorts of sensational clothes, which is so impure!" Lyra carefully picked up a bean with her fork and stuffed it into her mouth.

"I'm sorry that human culture is so dirty......" you whispered a prayer with your head down. You don't know how to explain your private goods to this pure beast who thinks it's the most normal state to be honest with other people.

"Or rather, you're a decent horse!" Lyra smiled happily, looking at her innocent smile, you felt like the stubborn grease that had accumulated on the stove in the kitchen that hadn't been scrubbed for years.

In fact, whether it is a decent person or a horse, there will be no private goods in the first place!

"Well, let's watch TV!" You sweat and try to divert the subject, "Watching TV while eating is also part of human culture!" ”

"yes, don't you humans like to watch that while eating?"

Lyra nodded, walked over to the TV, and poked the switch with her hooves.

"The willow tree sprouts, the drizzle is like silk, and it is the rainy season of the year......"

Magnetic voices immediately floated from the TV, and at least the TV show wouldn't make the mare think about that strange thing anymore, and in any case, the minefield of tonight was over.

"It's mating season again, and the animals are in a commotion, for the next year's reproduction......"

"Wow! Wow! Don't look! Lyra screams and jumps on your back, and before you can react to what is happening, your eyes are blocked by two hooves. You can hear her whispering in your ear, "So that's how the customs are in Zekora...... Whoa, whoa, no, no...... You human tastes are really…… ”

"Get off my head!" You pull this large mint-flavored candy and run around the house.

And the TV continued to play
"In the vast savannah, two zebras ......"

It seems that the cultural collision between horses and humans will continue.

Author's Note

To be continued

S1 E02

"Hmm...... It's true...... To put this ...... Put it in ...... In the mouth? All of a sudden...... Can you prepare me a little mentally? ”

"What else do you need to prepare, didn't you ask me to do this?" As you spoke, you lifted her chin with your hand.

"Wait...... Hmmm! …… Hah! …… Such a big ...... I'm not used to ...... yet."

Lyra said vaguely with a mouth full of white foam.

"I don't have a children's toothbrush, so you want me to brush your teeth!"

"Hmm...... Well! "Lyra, with a mouth full of foam, accuses you with her hooves. After you feed her a cup and take a sip of water to rinse off the foam, she still glares at you with a resentful expression. "If I can't use magic in the future, you're going to take care of me with your hands - one hand at a time - for the rest of my life!"

"You're a professional fraud...... right?"

It all started after dinner.

"Na...... Why don't you have a bathtub at home?” Lyra is lying on the edge of the dishwasher, handing you a plate and asking you.

"Because of poverty." You raise an eyebrow and say.

"But isn't bathing a part of human culture......" Lyra's ears drooped, and then she suddenly remembered something, and immediately stood up again, "Now, take me to a public bathhouse." ”

"You're not a little yellow duck, why should I take you to a bath."

And if this E.T appears in a public bath, it is not known how much of a riot it will cause. "Ignorant Teenager Brainwashed by Mysterious Alien Horse", you shake your head, you don't want to be the headliner at all.

After washing the dishes, you go into the bathroom and get ready to take a shower.

Although the mint who lives together is not a girl, you are not even sure if she is a female creature. But anyway, you still don't want to be watched by her in the shower, there is always a creepy feeling. So after you think twice, you turn around and plug in the bathroom latch.

The best thing you can do at night is to stand under the shower, turn on the faucet, and let the hot water wash away your sweat and fatigue from the whole day – and perhaps the unknown oral secretions of E.T. This feeling of being comfortable from head to toe makes you want to sing a song.

"I'm looking up ~above the moon~

~How many dreams ......"

Your interest is immediately interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Anonymous, do you want a towel?"

"Don't, thank you."

You sigh and walk away listening to the sound of Lyra's hooves. But after a few seconds, I remembered the sound of hooves banging on the bathroom door.

"Anonymous, do you want shampoo?"

"Go away, Lyra!"

You sigh again.

"Anonymous, do you want shower gel?"

"No, I don't need anything, and I don't want to build a snowman or ride a bike in the hallway with you, let me take a good shower, okay?"

You're screaming madly.

"That~good~right~" Listening to Lyra dragging her hooves away, you feel a little unbearable, but anyway......

'Click'

When you hear the latch open, it dawns on you that this guy can use magic! Anything like a latch can't stop her!

"That~I~in~come~!"

"Wait, wait, wait!" You hurriedly ran to close the door, but it was too late, and the bathroom door was already wrapped in a golden light, and it seemed as heavy as a steel door when pushed up.

"Taking a bath together can save water." Lyra pokes her head in, and you quickly cover your key parts with a bath towel.

"I don't care what you save water, don't you know that the bathroom is a personal private space! Peeking at someone else taking a bath will cause war, and it will destroy the country! ”

"It's okay, I don't mind." Lyra grinned as she walked under the showerhead, pressed her front hooves against the bathroom wall, and stood up and raised her head to let the water run from head to tail. "It's always been like this anyway, isn't it?"

The original fluffy fur is wet and clings to the pony's body, outlining the colt's bumpy curves, a line that doesn't look like a horse from your point of view, but looks like a woman's nude.

"I mind!" You blushed and screamed, wondering how you could get rid of the cranky part of your brain. "You're hairy."

Lyra shook her body and threw the water everywhere. Then he points at you with his hooves and says, "You have hair in the way!"

"It's not going to cover my body at all, okay!" You tighten your towel and try to escape from the bathroom, when the soap in your hand falls to the floor in your panic.

You look at the soap swirling on the floor and think to yourself.

This definitely does not bode well!

And at this time, Tianqin, who was wet and hairy, also walked towards you.

"Don't be shy, let's wash it together!"

"Absolutely not! Terrible in every sense of the word! "In order to keep your chastity in front and behind, you pull open the bathroom door and run away, while the wet horse-like creature pursues you closely.

"Being honest with each other is ...... Wow! ”

Lyra, who chases you, stumbles on the soap with one hoof, and then falls headfirst on the bathroom floor like a classic anime character. At the same time you hear a crisp snapping sound, and a mint-colored cone passes straight between your legs and nails to the wall of the room not far ahead.

"Do you want my dick to break?" You look at the cone-shaped object stuck in the wall with a chill in your heart, and then look back to see a dazed Lyra crawling up with her smashing nose covered. The unicorn's signature horns are ...... Only half of it is left!

"Oh...... Broken ......? "You're scared, what if the unicorn's horn is broken, will it explode? Can she still use magic? In an instant, you are also six gods and no master.

"Broken? So serious? Will humanity be cut off there? Let me see!” Lyra, who got up, spun around in a hurry, regardless of her injuries, staring straight between your legs. A creature that can make a girl's voice looks between your legs with this look, and you can feel your hairs stand on end.

"Yours will be broken there! No, if you were a female, you wouldn't have it at all...... No, yours is really broken! No, I'm not talking about there......"

Lyra, infected by your panic, also spun in fright, "What, where is mine broken, what is broken, I have nothing to break...... Wait......"

"The horn is broken!" You shouted in unison.

You hurriedly plucked the broken corner from the wall,

"What should I do, can I put it back? Does it hurt? ”

"It's all your fault, throwing soap and causing me to fall!" Lyra stands in front of you, looking at her broken horns. You press her head with one hand, and with the other you try to put her back on, but the next moment, you notice her and she suddenly stares ahead with wide eyes in horror.

At this time, you feel a chill between your legs, and remember that you didn't hold the towel with your hands when you pulled out the horns, and you lowered your head to find that sure enough, the towel fell to the ground. When you look up, you'll be greeted by two backward kicks from Lyra as she turns.

"There's a pervert!" With the girl's screams, you flew straight out.

She said she didn't mind......

Author's Note

To be continued.