Make a Wish

Lyra Heartstrings lay on a bench in her hometown, Ponyville, fiddling with her mane. She was sitting beside Bon Bon, who wasn't sitting on the bench, and somepony else she didn't know (who looked an awful lot like Bon Bon, but the curly-maned French pony didn't seem to mind that's he had a double). She was waiting for the Friendship Express Train to Canterlot. Lyra hummed softly to herself: Heart and Soul, as she had heard played joyfully on the piano many times before. She adored that piece, and wished she could see her friend Octavia play it. It would be fabulous for sure. The merry song played over and over again in her mind.

She suddenly wondered if she would get a super-special somepony. Someday. Somepony who would stand by her side, somepony she could defend and somepony to defend her. The minty-green unicorn cared for the idea of marriage and true love and storybook endings very much, and made her wish right then and there: I wish for someone to love, I wish for someone to love.

And that was when he passed by. Him.

The stallion with the light amber coat, the moderate brown mane and the stunning blue eyes. Lyra felt her gold eyes brighten, and she sat straight up, like a human - not caring at all if someone scolded her for her strange posture. The stallion turned towards her, and he smiled.

Lyra felt as if she was about to pass out. This had to be a dream. This was Caramel - she knew him from a party where they'd danced together to one of DJ-Pon3's mixes. She purposefully banged her hoof on the bench. This had to be a dream. "Hi, Caramel." The mint-colored mare felt the words come out of her mouth, almost without thinking. She felt as if she'd known him for years, and not just a single night.

"Hey, Lyra," Caramel said. He sounded happy. "Are you taking the train?" She thought about this one. She shook her head and stood up to join Caramel.

Canterlot could wait.