Make a Wish

The first thing Lyra noticed about the room was how dark it was. The lights were turned off, all except for a disco ball hung from the ceiling, with gave off fashionable multicolored lights which lit up the room just enough so that ponies could see their dancing partners. Caramel stepped up beside her, and held out his hoof. "Shall we dance?"

"We shall," Lyra teased softly, and rested her hoof in his. They stepped onto the dance floor.  They pranced and danced with glee, and before long, a gentle beam of light resembling a moonbeam followed them around the room. They were in the spotlight now, moving like nopony was watching them, like there was nopony else in the room. It certainly felt as if they were alone together.

"I remember my school dance when I was a little younger," Caramel commented jokingly. "I imagined it to be like this, but, well."

Lyra brushed against him. "Mmm. What can you do? Oh... Do you remember that colt who drank all the punch and then threw up in the basketball hoop?"

"That was Timeturner. He was a riot back then. I was pretty surprised when he started studying medicine."

"Yeah... I remember we all had to leave the room and continue the party in the hallway."

They both laughed. Then... Then came the moment when Lyra's gold eyes became brighter than the spotlight. That was when she felt fluttery and beautiful, both at once. That was when Caramel leaned to kiss her, and Lyra gave in to him.

And that was when an ear-piercing scream of rage erupted in the gala room. "TRAITOR!"