Something Tugging At Your Heartstrings...

You jump out of bed with a start and dive into the shower, trying to erase any notion of being with Lyra...THAT way...

as the water washes over you, you can hear her begin to stir in the next room.

"geez...geez...geez..." you keep repeating to yourself as you dry off "what is going on with me...I need to get something straight or get the hell out out (or off) of Equestria" but you think about Lyra...what would happen to her if you left...?

Lyra caught as you stepped out of the shower, a towel wrapped around you "good morning" you smile in general politeness, she just nods and continues downstairs "well, someone isn't a morning pony..."

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Even after breakfast, Lyra isn't her normal self "what is wrong, Lyra, I mean you are not even sitting like you usually do..." she looks up and a tear is seen shining down her face "I am sorry..." you stare up from your pancakes "Sorry? About what?" she sighed "I have forced you to stay inside this house for months now...I am just a bad friend..." while, admittingly, you would like to get outside, actually be able to feel the touch of Equestrian grass, trees, and other flora and fauna...you know it is impossible...

"Lyra...you have made me feel welcome in this strange world and while I have not known much outside of the Everfree Forest excepting for those first confusing hours..." those short memories of fear and confusion rush back to you, "but you, Lyra Heartstrings...in the short time I have known you, I feel like I know more about this place, heck, even more than my own home..." she turns to you, tears rolling down her eyes "I think...I might know of a way for you to get outside...with me..." he last part 'with me' fills you with a feeling of happiness you haven't felt since...you quickly shake your head, trying to push back that moment...

"umm...Lyra, you sure this will work?" you are standing inside one of her carts "hhmmph, if you don't move around much, that is" you crouch down as a sheet is thrown over you "I wish I could make you more comfortable, but..." you smile "I think I will be fine"

she smiles "how do you think I got you here in the first place?" you chuckle and bury yourself as deep as you can, with a small strain, Lyra is able to pull the cart and begins to make her rounds "you know..." you whisper "I think you are the kindest soul for doing this, my friends barely helped me when I had a broken leg..." Lyra smiled and continued "hey, Applejack" you turn ever so carefully to see her talking to an orange pony with a stetson on her head "you jus' love those apples, ey' Lyra?" you smile and go back to hiding...shifting as a basket of those delicious apples are pushed next to you..."thank...Celestia..." you stifle a chuckle "I have already had breakfast"

As Lyra continued on her rounds, you could hear pieces of conversation:

"Rarity, how did that last order go?"

"Twilight, how is it going?"

"Bon-Bon...you will never guess...oh, of course, you can come with"

"oh, Fluttershy, how is Angel and all the others?"

"I am sorry, I can not give private lyre lessons, Sweetie Belle"

"Big Macintosh, we appreciate it, but what kind of self-righteous mares would we be if you pulled around our stuff..."

Conversations like this were in and out until "Pinkie Pie, I would like to place an order for...what, there isn't anypony in my cart...how would you..." you feel your heart beat increase as you feel the cart going up stairs and the sheet being lifted off you..."oh my god" those old thoughts of experimentation, dissection, or even...tortous experimental dissection came back...

Lyra stood there staring at you, a look of fear and anger on your face as a certain group of six mares and Bon-Bon cover all the doors and windows..."well...so much for ninja stealth"