A Discordant Note

Lyra and Bon Bon lay together in their bed, snuggling.

Lyra sighed in contentment. "That was great."

Bon Bon smiled, and kissed Lyra on the cheek, then wrapped her cream-colored hooves around the mint-colored mare.

In a puff of plaid smoke, Discord appeared.

Lyra and Bon Bon looked at each other. They spoke in unison.

"Plaid?!?"

Discord chuckled. "Just look at you. So united." He snapped his fingers.

"Bon Bon... heh. You'll know soon enough."

Lyra glared at the retreating spirit of chaos.

"Buck him! He didn't have to interrupt our private time!"

Bon Bon sighed, and cuddled closer to Lyra. "Don't worry, honey. He's... gone now..."

Lyra's face lit up. "Heeeeeey..."

A mint green hoof turned the handle on the closet where Bon Bon was tied up. Of course, she wouldn't remember the closet, but it was good to be throughout.

Discord smiled, and turned into a certain cream-colored mare.

He rifled through the makeup, and applied some lipstick. Then he conjured up some frilly underwear.

A smile crossed "her" lips.

Lyra threw open the door. "Honey! I'm home!"

"Bon Bon" was lying on the bed, teasingly dangling one hoof off and grinning at Lyra.

"Helloooo, honeymint..."

A wide grin spread across Lyra's face as she galloped over to the apartment's double bed.

"I can't believe you did this! I thought you loved me!"

"But I'm telling you, it was with you!"

Both arguing mares were somewhat gray, and Lyra had a lipstick mark on her cheek. A pair of frilly undies lay on the floor.

Bon Bon picked up and waved the offending pair of undies in Lyra's face.

"Neither of us own this pair!" she screamed.

"Well, you were wearing it when I came home from the concert!"

"Lies! All lies!" Bon Bon shrieked.

Tears flew from Lyra's eyes as the gray shine spread over her coat once again. She pulled herself up rigidly straight and stomped towards the door, stopping in the doorway only to shout back to her former marefriend one last time.

"Fine! Be like that!"

"I will!" Bon Bon screamed back.

Once Lyra closed the door, Bon Bon threw an engagement ring into the trash.

The gray shine spread over her coat.

"I never loved her..."

Bon Bon plodded over to a desk, scooped up the... book, and dumped her photo album on top of the ring.

The gray mare flopped onto the bed and cried.

"I'll show her how mad I am! I'm so mad I'll throw away all her trashy magazines! And I'll... I'll..." Lyra's head drooped. And then a trash can, tossed out a window moments earlier, landed right in front of her. Lyra, not really knowing why, pulled out the big brown book.

It was Bon Bon's photo album.

It had all the pictures. Pictures of them alone, pictures of them together. Even the one with giant cakes on both their heads, and the one right after, with chocolate cake all over both of them. A small chuckle escaped Lyra's throat. And then, the sun came up, and a gleam from inside the can caught her eye.

An engagement ring, just the size to fit Lyra's horn.

The gray retreated, and Lyra pulled up the two items with her magic. The mint-green mare galloped towards their apartment with a newfound urgency.

"Bon Bon! I'm coming!"

Lyra pressed Bon Bon down to their bed, and pressed her horn to the cream-colored mare's forehead.

"What are you doing? Let go of me-"

Images from the photo album flashed through Bon Bon's mind.

She screamed.

They didn't say a word for hours, just holding each other.

Bon Bon was the first to break the silence.

"...Lyra?"

"Yeah?"

"Will you marry me?"

Lyra pulled Bon Bon tighter, wrapping her into a hug.

"Did you even have to ask?"