Living with Lyra

Chapter 8: Quiche

“WHAT!” yelled somepony.

Both Lyra and I look at the entrance of the room while both of our faces turned deep red.

Correction ‘some-dragon.’ Wait a dragon, “Um, is that a… dragon?” I asked Lyra.

Before Lyra said anything the small purple thing said in a shocked tone, “Yes, I’m a dragon, and you two…”

“What is happening, Spike,” Shouted Twilight running to the dragon, who I now assume is named, Spike

“What was that loud ‘what’,” sounded a voice, that was getting closer and I could identify it was Bon Bon’s voice.

“These two were kissing,” said Spike

“Lyra and, Draga, kissing?!” Bon bon said surprised as she was next to Spike.

Both Lyra and I look away at the ground in embarrassment.

Lyra moved her head back up and look that Bon Bon, Twilight and Spike, “Well, um…. lots of things have been happening,” said Lyra nervously.

Bon Bon took a step forward, “Look, Lyra…. I don’t have anything against this, it’s nice that you can find happiness in with being with a stallion. I came over to see if you and Draga were okay and I seem both of you are good so I’ll be going to the store.” Bon Bon went to the door quite quickly, just like you walk onto something you weren't supposed to find out, what is understandable.

“Yeah…. I think, Lyra and I should go, so where is my hat, Twilight? I asked.

“Oh, your hat is at the front door and you might want your vest to.” Twilight answered.

“Okay…. wait,” I looked at by body to see that even though my huge talk about chakra I never noticed that I didn’t have my vest on, “Um…. why did you two take my vest off?”

“It’s easier to see if you if you weren’t hurt to badly if you didn’t have your vest on,” replied Twilight curious if I was trying to get at something.

I went to the front door and put my vest and hat on and when I was at the front door I looked back to see Twilight say something into Lyra’s ear and when giggled, what ever she said it made Lyra put on a surprised face and then playfully push Twilight.

Lyra started walking to the front door and said to Twilight, “Bye Twi, thanks for this you cheeky mare.”

We left Twilight’s home what was a tree, “Oh, that’s a tree, I just thought it was fancy designing inside.” I said in amazement at the sight of a tree home.

Lyra completely ignoring me said, “It’s about 11:30 in the morning.”

“Um, okay, is there something on?” I asked.

Lyra looked at me with a smile, “No, just saying how the store won't be that late opening.”

I raised an eyebrow in confusion to her meaningless response, of course if Bon Bon checked up on Lyra and I she would need get to work late or leave the store alone for a bit.

The streets were not very busy nevertheless Lyra and I started walking to work and even though I’m terrible at small talk I decided to try to break the silence, “Yeah, remember when we first met and you asked me what my mark ment and I couldn't tell you, well you have to admit that just saying my talent is using an next to unknown energy isn’t something ponies would take you seriously about.”

Thank Celestia that that came out of my mouth better than expected but Lyra looked at me and said “And my talent is playing an instrument but my hobby, what I love doing is learning about creatures that are known as just a ponytale and wanting to know so much that you get excluded at school.”

“When I was very young I got called a freak because of my ability,” I took a breath to make a stupid voice. “You can’t do magic, you’re a pegasus, you freak,” I tipped my head a bit. “and it only gets worse as you get older also when some ponies know what to do with their lives, I don’t.” Painful memories come back to me…. of me sitting under a tree at the back of the school watching all the others play hoofball, tag or even just rolling a kickball around with each other, everypony was having a great time but me and there would be the times that some assholes world come to poke fun at me.

Lyra looked up into the sky, “Not many ponies know the feeling of lonyness but my lonyness ended when in the third last year of school when the one pony wanted to become friends.”

I was at the break of bursting into tears and even with all my might one tear leaked from my eyes.

Lyra leaned up against me and said “There is no reason to cry, that is the past now.”

Still trying to keep my self in order, “Years of loneliness, sorrow and pain…. but like you said thats the past,” I said taking a deep breath.

The rest of the walk was quite so good job me on making the walk more lively but when we got to work I needed to go to make a delivery to a Miss Pie, maybe she makes pies for a living but why would she need an order of ‘Bon Bon’s famous bon bons’ that fills two small saddlebags and why was she at that bakery ‘Sugarcube corner’?

Even with those questions in my head I went off to Sugarcube. To not damage the bon bons I walked not to fast and during the walk there was a pegasus flying quite fast and also a bit to close the the ground, he or she also had a rainbow trail behind him or her, I’ve never seen a pegasus with a rainbow trail before.

I got to Sugarcube corner without any problems thankfully and I wanted wanted to be professional so I went up to the counter so ask for Miss Pie, “Hi, I’m looking for Miss Pie.”

The mare behind the counter said “Oh, you want Pinkie,” and then she turned around and called out “Pinkie there is a stillion here for you.” That can be so wrong out of context.

A young pink mare came running down to me, looked at me, took a big gasp and the said at a record speed “Ooooo I haven’t seen you before, what do you need on this super duper day.”

“Uh, I’m Draga and I’m here to deliver some of Bon Bon’s famous bon bons,” I replied just able to keep up with what Pinkie said.

“YAY, the bon bons ares here, follow me,” said Pinkie then she started running up some stairs behind the counter.

I followed Pinkie up the stairs, down a hallway and into a room filled with party supplies. I was going to ask Pinkie what the party supplies for but I was stopped by Pinkie going up in my face saying, “Can you put the bon bons into the bowls on the table, these bon bons will almost be sweet as, Rarity,” assuming I knew who Rarity was.

When I started putting the bon bons in the bowl I noticed that they were a mix of purple, white and some blue.

“Those look just like, Rarity colours,” went Pinkie who out of nowhere was next to me and was still just assuming I knew who Rarity was.

Even though I still wanted to be professional in this delivery I needed to know who Rarity was, “So is, Rarity a friend of yours?” I asked.

“Well duh, everypony in Ponyville is a friend of, Pinkie, oh how long have you been in Ponyville?” said Pinkie in her energetic manner.

I had to think about my answer, “Let me think…. today would be my 8th day in Ponyville but how did…”

Pinkie interrupted me by hitting my hat off, putting a party hat on me, popping a party popper and shouted “HAPPY 8TH DAY IN PONYVILLE!”

I was shocked and confused of why she did that and if it was necessary to knock my hat off, “Thanks but how did you know I wasn’t from Ponyville.”

“Silly you, I said everypony in Ponyville was my friend and it’s only new ponies I haven't met before are always new to town” said Pinkie and I’m wondering if she is always this energetic.

I didn’t really wanted anymore confusing things to happen so I need to think of something something that isn’t a whole lie but will still get me back to the shop. “Um, sorry, Pinkie, I think that I should get going, never know if new things need to be done at the shop, so maybe I should fly fast if I want to get that work done,” I told Pinkie as I picked up my hat.

“Aw, work always gets in the way of fun,” said Pinkie a bit sad.

“Yes it does,” I said while making good haste to the door out.

Not too long I was back at the store the only noteworthy thing happening was a small chat on local deliveries being more frequent since I can make the deliveries and the girls still be at the store. My view was that it can work and it can keep me fit.

We got home after Bon Bon decided she needed to get something for the Spinach Quiche she said she was going to make. I went into my room because my feathers needed preening. I noticed that I needed to do something about the feathers that get molted because right now I’m just putting them in a bin in the corner of my room.

Later Bon Bon called out that the Quiche was done. I went out to see what Lyra was helping cut the Quiche with her magic, Bon Bon getting plates and then asking me to get the utensils which I followed.

When we were eating at the round table I asked Lyra, “what do you do to use magic?” and “what does it feel like to use magic?”

You could tell by the look on her face she was thinking of a way to put it. “Focus on what you want to happen and a bit of effort,” Lyra came up with.

Bon Bon then added “If you are going to ask that Draga, what does it feel like to use your wings?”

“Well let me think…. you can put it like having legs on the side of you if you can imagine having extra limbs,” I answered Bon Bon.

Right after finishing eating a good Quiche and me thinking that the question I was worrying about wouldn’t come up Bon Bon asked that question, “So earlier today…. you two?” she asked while pointing both her hoofs at each other overly meaning ‘together’.

I just let out a long “Um,” not knowing how to answer.

Lyra thankfully had the answer of, “I guess so,” what is still a better answer than my ‘um’

Both of the girls looked at me. I guess that they wanted a confirmation answer from me. “Looks like we are.”

Lyra gave a small smile to me

“Hope for the best for you two,” Bon Bon said calm and happy mixed as she go up put her plate in the sink and went to her room.

Despite my previous effort in breaking silence I tried it again, “So did you help make the Quiche?”

“Yeah, magic does help with cooking…. you know levitation,” Lyra said.

“Levitation would help with many thing, let me take your plate i’ll clean up,” I said.

“If you really want to,” Lyra said relaxed, kissing me on the cheek then going to her room.

Took the plates the sink and started cleaning the plates and then I said to myself  “This was a very crazy day of many emotions.”

End of chapter 8