Lyra was in her study dungeon, using the room for its purpose. She was reading up on some more powerful spells that she was definitely ready for. Reading through, trying to find the most interesting spells to show up Trixie next time she showed up if Twilight wasn't here. She was, after all, the secondary authority on magic. She was almost catching up to Twilight, and wouldn't stop now. Lets see, illusion, identification, duplication, gender swap, wait, what? Gender swap? Does Vinyl know of this? Might as well give it a try, considering that she had done more difficult, and she didn't see any reason to not learn it.
"Bon-Bon! Go get Vinyl! I need to show her something!" Then she heard the door open and close. Time to read into it, relatively impossible for the ordinary unicorn, relatively meh in difficulty for the mint-green unicorn. After a few minutes, she heard Bon-Bon and the DJ come through the door. It only now hit her, if this went off without a hitch, how would Vinyl get back to Octavia unseen? Once Vinyl, followed by Bon-Bon, came through the door.
"Bon-Bon, can you please go get a dress from Rarity? Take my purse, and take some for yourself, I guess. Vinyl will for sure thank us for this. Once Bon-Bon left the basement, Lyra spoke back up.
"Vinyl, Once I do this, you have to promise to control yourself and wait for Bon-Bon to get back, okay?" The DJ nodded uneasily, and Lyra took her place in front of her. Her horn started to glow, and after a few seconds, she hit Vinyl with the beam. Right in the shades. Right back at herself.
Bon-Bon was on her way to Rarity's Boutique. Once she got there, She got right to the point.
"I need a dress, a concealing one. Its for a friend."
"Concealing? In what manner?" Rarity replied inquisitively.
"No skin at all concealing." Bon-Bon replied.
"Which friend, may I ask? I probably have their measurements somewhere." Rarity quickly started pulling drawers open. "Aha! Here's the list!" Rarity pulled out a long piece of paper.
"Vinyl Scratch. Also known as DJ P0N-3." Rarity pulled out a dress from an absurdly large closet.
"About time she wanted something. I have made a few dresses for the DJ that would do wonderfully for any party. I am also the proud designer of the triple-layered purple beam shades. I don't like to brag, but they're magically adjustable to let a certain amount of light in." The dress was very concealing, especially for what Lyra obviously had planned. There would only be 3 reasons to get Vinyl, not Octavia, not both. And one involved getting home low-profile. Hard to do for a famous DJ. Time to get- She felt a shiver run through her spine, and decided to hurry.
"How much?"
"Just 50 bits, no more." Generous offer, even for the element of generosity. She quickly paid, and hurried on her way.
"Lyra, what did you try to do?" Vinyl spoke up after a flash in her left eye bounced back and merged into Lyra, lifting her and putting her down.
"Erm, well, uhhh, you know how you wanted me to tell you if I found a spell that might let you and 'Tavi, um, well-" She trailed off, seeing the DJ's eyebrows raise above her shades, and a frown spread across her face.
"Did you just turn yourself, um, into a, well, is it, well, permanent?"
"No, it shouldn't be." Her voice was deeper. Well, the spell worked, at least.
"I should probably go."
"Did you not want the spell?" That made Vinyl freeze in her tracks.
"Will, I, uh,-" Vinyl blushed. Lyra threw a glare and Vinyl had come back to the same spot, this time removing her shades. Obviously she kept her eyes closed, only wanting to show a certain Cellist said eyes. Lyra threw the spell again, this time without incident. As if on Que, Bon-Bon came in holding the dress.
"I felt something. What did you do Lyra?" After a pause, she blushed, then almost burst out laughing. She actually had to hold her nose and laugh through that. After a few moments of extremely immature humor, she spoke again. "Oh, My, God! You didn't! Holy sweet Celestia! You magicks much, Lyra?"
"Shut up before I hit you with it too!" Lyra effectively made the laughing (only) mare shut up completely.
"I got the dress for Vinyl, but what do we do with you?" She tossed the dress in the general direction of the DJ who caught it, clothed, and sprinted off. She barely prevented a smile from once again spreading across her face. "Should we see Twilight about this?" Hints of reoccurring laughter tugging at her voice. She was no longer trying to hide a smile.
"Yes. Probably because you will need an anti-magic bubble before this ends. That is, unless you plan on getting a marefriend."
"You are so mean, you know. Lets go, then?" And with that, they were on their way to the door. "Wait! Don't you need to hide your, um, well, shame?" Lyra blushed. She then went to the dresser, grabbed her usual black cloak, and went on her way to the Library. It was a relatively quiet trip, except for the immature candy vendor next to her giggling from time to time. They arrived at the large purple tree castle with a hiccuping Bon-Bon and an enraged Lyra, barely restraining herself. Lyra knocked, and a purple Alicorn answered.
"Hello? May I help you?"
"Um, yeah. We have a magic problem." Lyra explained, the immature pony next to her barely keeping a straight face.
"Oh, come right in."