Chapter 2: Pararet (Stage 1)
So it begins. The planning of this wedding is officially underway. But if the two ponies getting married wanted to get everything ready in merely three weeks from Friday, they had to move. And fast. In order to make this happen they had to get everything rolling in just one day’s time.
Bon-Bon looked at her list as she ran through the streets of Ponyville. At the top of the list is food. This is a wedding. There has to be great food there. And the cake is essential. And there’s always one place in Ponyville where one can go to enjoy a great sweet treat. Sugarcube Corner.
The cream coated pony walked into the place expecting to see Pinkie Pie with Mr. and Mrs. Cake. But it was only Pinkie Pie. No Cake spouses.
As soon as the door opened up, Pinkie Pie zipped over to the front counter ready to be of service.
“Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! How may I…oh hi Bon-Bon! You want the usual?”
Pinkie Pie pulled out a cupcake with frosting on top that was drawn in a way to look like the candies that strongly resembled the three candies Bon-Bon had on her flank for a cutie mark. Bon-Bon appreciated the thought, but that wasn’t the reason she was there.
“Thanks, Pinkie. But I….wait. How come it’s only you here? Where are Mr. and Mrs. Cake?”
“They went to Trottingham for the rest of the week. Mr. Cake’s brother is getting married.” Pinkie replied. “They took the twins with them and left me to run the store myself. Which I rock at.”
“Good for you, Pinkie. And speaking of weddings, that’s the reason I’m here. Lyra proposed to me. We’re getting married.”
Pinkie gave a huge gasp when she heard that sentence end. She floated in the air as she made that gasp too.
“Oh my gosh! Bon-Bon that’s great!” Pinkie’s enthusiasm is always openly shown. “So, is that all you stopped by for?”
“Actually, Pinkie, I need two things from you.” Bon-Bon went on. “First, I was wondering if you could make the cake.”
“Done! Just tell me what flavor and how tall you want that cake I’ll get right on it!” Pinkie said excited to get to work.
“That’s just the first thing, Pinkie.” Bon-Bon tried her best to keep her pink friend calm.
That ship was about to sail forever with the next sentence.
“Pinkie, will you be the wedding planner?”
And once again, a gasp came from the pink pony. This gasp was bigger than any gasp anypony had ever heard come from Pinkie Pie. Instead of floating in the air, this time, Pinkie began to bounce off the walls like she was a rubber ball in a pony’s body.
“OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH! I WOULD LOVE TO BE YOUR WEDDING PLANNER!”
That was all Bon-Bon needed to hear. Five minutes later, after Pinkie finally stood still again, Bon-Bon spoke again.
“Thank you so much, Pinkie.” She gratefully said. “Meet me at my house tomorrow morning and we’ll go over some basic things.”
“Okie-Dokie-Lokie!” Pinkie bounced back to her work. “Bye, Bon-Bon! And thanks again!”
“Thanks to you too, Pinkie!” Bon-Bon got a hold of her list and then ran out the door.
“Wait! What about your cupcake?” Pinkie shouted after her. “Hm. Oh well.”
Seeing as how Bon-Bon was out of earshot, Pinkie wrapped her tongue around the cupcake and ate it in one big gulp.
Over with Lyra, the first thing on her list is probably one of, if not THE most important detail of all. The dresses. These dresses absolutely have to be one hundred percent perfect. And who better to ask for a dress than the best fashion designer in all of Ponyville?
Without even slowing down, Lyra burst through the front door of Carousel Boutique. She was too excited, she had forgotten to slow herself down. Once she went through the door, she went into a full on skid and accidentally knocked herself into the owner of the place.
Rarity was quick to recover but she was in panic mode as soon as all four of her hooves were holding her up again.
“Oh no! My design! Is it alright? Oh thank goodness it is.”
Rarity wasn’t even paying attention enough to notice she had a visitor. She was too occupied looking at a new design she was creating for an upcoming line.
“Uugghh.”
That little groan finally made Rarity realize she was not alone in there. With a little turn, she saw who it was.
“Oh my! Lyra! Are you alright, darling?”
Lyra got herself back on her hooves and gave her answer.
“Yeah. Yeah I’m okay. Sorry I ran into you. Guess I got a little rambunctious for a second.”
“Well I would say so. Why the rush?” Rarity asked.
Then Lyra’s smile returned to her face.
“I came to tell you the news. I proposed to Bon-Bon yesterday and she said yes.”
It was now Rarity’s turn to smile.
“Oh congratulations!” Rarity walked up to the cyan unicorn and gave her a friendly hug. “So when’s the wedding?”
“Three weeks from Friday.” Lyra answered.
“Wow. Three weeks? You must have a lot on your plate then. I’ll let you go then.” Rarity turned around and went back to work thinking that was all Lyra wanted.
But it wasn’t. Lyra was there for a reason.
“Actually, Rarity, the wedding is the reason I’m here. See, Bon-Bon and I are gonna need gorgeous dresses for the big day and since you…”
“Stop talking right now!”
Rarity’s sudden outburst made Lyra’s mouth shut tight and her ears available for listening.
“Lyra, if you ask me what I think you’re about to ask me, I swear I will FREAK. OUT!”
She knew it would be loud, but it would be good for a little bit of humor. So Lyra said it anyway.
“Rarity, will you design the dresses for Bon-Bon and I?”
“YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
Rarity began to bounce off the walls in a fashion that reminded Lyra somewhat of Pinkie Pie. And it did earn a few chuckles from the aqua unicorn. It quickly grew boring though. Using her magic, Lyra got a telekinetic hold on Rarity and made her stop moving. Then she looked at her fellow unicorn and smiled.
“Is that a yes?” like she even needed to ask.
“Oh you bet your horn it’s a yes. Now you go on, dear. Take care of the rest of your preparations. I’ll get back to you as soon as I can!”
“Rarity, you’re the best.” Lyra said before leaving Carousel Boutique.
“Tell me something I don’t know, darling.” Rarity said to no one since Lyra was gone.
Two tasks scratched off in total. But only one per each. The second thing on Bon-Bon’s list was flowers. Three ponies immediately popped into her head. She turned her direction towards the house of the flower trio, Daisy, Lily, and Roseluck. Or rather Rose for short. That conversation went rather short. The trio agreed to it right off the bat. They would be the official florists for the wedding.
That took quicker then Bon-Bon thought it would. Without wasting a second, she scurried off to do the next item on her list.
One hour transpired since the wedding crusade began. And most of the things on both of their lists had been completed. Bon-Bon had sought out an old friend of hers to be the official minister. His name is Wedding Bell Blue. His goat is a dark grayish color with a short blue mane and tail. His cutie mark is a pair of large white clanging bells. His profession is ministering marriages. Never marrying two mares before, he jumped at the chance to do so. He immediately agreed as soon as he was asked.
Over with Lyra, there was only one thing left on her list to take care of. The music. As the sun began to disappear over the western horizon, Lyra thought of the best music she had ever heard in Ponyville. She made her way to the edge of the Everfree Forest. There lies Fluttershy’s cottage.
Once there, Lyra found Fluttershy feeding her chickens outside the coop. When Fluttershy noticed she had company, she dropped her bag of chicken feed and heard Lyra explain why she had decided to drop by.
“You and Bon-Bon are getting married? Oh how wonderful.” Fluttershy gave Lyra yet another hug like the others had done.
“I’m invited, right?” Fluttershy asked. “Because if you don’t want me there…then…that’s your choice.”
“Oh, Fluttershy. Of course you’re invited!” Lyra thought that was completely ridiculous. “In fact, I was hoping you could help me with something related to the wedding.”
“Oh? How can I help you, Lyra?” Fluttershy asked.
“Well, I was kind of hoping you could help out with the music. I remember your bird orchestra from the Summer Sun Celebration and Princess Cadence’s wedding. And I thought you could maybe whip up another one for my wedding.”
“Oh that would be great!” Fluttershy said very exciting for this. “But..I’m not so sure birds are gonna be enough. Maybe if there was another pony there…”
“I’m one step ahead of you on that one.” Lyra assured her. “Thanks so much, Fluttershy! I gotta go!”
“Bye, Lyra! Say hi to Bon-Bon for me!”
Indeed she would. But first there was something else she had to do. As soon as she got back to the house, she put her list down and turned on the magic in her horn.
The spell she was using right now was a basic spell almost every unicorn learns at an early age. It’s a spell that allows unicorns to communicate with other unicorns at long distances. It’s like the pony version of a telephone. But it only works for unicorn ponies. Each unicorn has their own magical signature. All one has to do for the spell to work is to focus their mind on a certain signature, and lock on to it with their own magic. And that opens up a telepathic communication line with the other unicorn.
The receiving unicorn will then receive the message through her horn and then open up the line on the other end if said receiving unicorn decides to do so. And for the unicorn Lyra was calling, it took a few seconds before a voice popped up inside the aqua pony’s head.
“Lyra? That you, girl?”
“Vinyl! How’s it hangin?”
Across town in her music studio, there is another unicorn. Very light white in the coat, and a spiky mane and tail colored in dark and light blue. Her cutie mark, a backwards double quaver. Her eye color always remains hidden by the dark sunglasses she always wears. Her name is Vinyl Scratch. She’s the town disc jockey. But her stage name is DJ-PON3. It even says so on the sign outside her establishment. “DJ-PON3’s Musical Outlet.” Very few ponies call her by her real name. And Lyra’s one of them.
“Oh it’s hangin alright, girlfriend. Just another day in the life of DJ. Ha! That rhymes! You hear that? I should get into rapping!”
Vinyl always speaks like she’s a wannabe gangster. In her mind, it improved her image. To her close friends though, like Lyra, it just comes off as a bit weird. But Lyra just goes with it.
“Girl, you’re always sayin’ stuff like that.”
“Fo’ sho. So wassup, Lyra? You wanna get together or somethin’?”
“Actually I just wanted to tell you the news. Bon-Bon and I are engaged.”
Even though right now Vinyl couldn’t see Lyra, she was smiling wide for her.
“Aw man! Congrats, girl! So when are you gettin’ married?” the white musical unicorn asked.
“In three weeks.” Lyra came back. “And I was wondering if you would like to help out with the music.”
Now this is sort of a big deal for Vinyl. She’s the best expert on music in all of Ponyville and maybe even Equestria. But her type of music is more…upbeat. Loud. Not something that would be played at something as fancy as a ceremony of matrimonial bonds.
“I dunno, Lyra. I appreciate the thought and all, but a wedding just doesn’t really seem like my scene. Ya know?”
“What are you talking about? You were there at the wedding of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor.”
“I only took that job because it was the highest pay I’ve ever got off a gig. Plus Pinkie Pie wouldn’t leave me alone until I said yes. I swear sometimes she can be so random.”
“We all know that. But listen. I really don’t care about the main ceremony. But I want the reception to bounce, Vinyl. I wanna dance till I drop and I can’t do that if your music isn’t there.”
Vinyl always appreciates words like that. But even still, weddings have never been a place that Vinyl thought herself to be at with her kind of tunes.
“I’m not so sure, Ly.”
“I’m sure Octavia would LOVE to see you.” Lyra added.
And boom. The magic words were spoken.
“Okay. I’m in.”
Vinyl is always a sucker for a chance to see Octavia. Those two have somewhat of a rivalry/something else going on. Hard to tell exactly what it is.
“I thought that might do it for you.” Lyra giggled.
Vinyl’s response was delayed when she heard the bell on her front door ring, indicating customers had entered the place.
“I wish I could chat some more, Lyra. But I gotta go. A group of ponies just came through the door and….by the looks of it, they’re either some lame classic rock cover band or just a lame starter band period. I can’t tell from this distance. Oh listen to me. I’m such a bitch. But either way, money is money. Come by whenever you get the chance so we can work out the details.”
“Will do. And thanks a lot, Vinyl! You practically saved my flank.”
“It’s what I’m here for, girl! Peace out!”
With that, Lyra turned off her horn and the connection between her and Vinyl became severed. As soon as that happened, the door to the house opened up and Bon-Bon came through it out of breath.
“Okay!” she filled her lungs back up with air and talked at the same time. “I got the minister taken care of, Pinkie will plan the wedding out, and Rainbow agreed to keeping the skies clear on the special day. What about you?”
“Rarity agreed to do it. We just have to go to her place as soon as we can so we can get fitted.” Lyra answered. “Rarity agreed. And I got the music partially taken care of. I got Fluttershy’s birds and then I got Vinyl.”
At the mention of that last word, Bon-Bon began to panic.
“Aw no! Not Vinyl!”
“What’s wrong with Vinyl? She’s great with music.”
“Yeah but this is a wedding. Not a rave. Why couldn’t you just ask Octavia?”
“Bonnie! Calm down and listen to me!”
But she wouldn’t listen. The candy marked pony was too busy freaking out over nothing to listen.
“I don’t want music like Van Haystack to be the song that plays when we walk down the aisle.”
“You are crazy! Vinyl will not put on Van Haystack! I’m sure of it. She’s not even gonna be playing in the ceremony!”
That’s when Bon-Bon froze up and finally lowered the volume of her voice box.
“She’s…she’s not?”
“No. I only hired Vinyl for the reception, you dummy. I got Fluttershy’s bird orchestra AND I’m gonna get Octavia for the actually ceremony.”
This was only a taste of what Lyra’s gonna be experiencing for the next three weeks. Bon-Bon’s oversensitive behavior knew no bounds. She’s just good at covering when she’s either running the store or out in public. But when she comes home, it’s a whole different story.
“Well…okay then. Vinyl’s in.” Bon-Bon loosened up.
“One other thing.” Lyra voiced herself. “I don’t know how to get in touch with Octavia since she’s not a unicorn.”
Bon-Bon sighed and mentally slapped herself for not thinking of that. Octavia lives in Canterlot and she’s an Earth pony. Lyra can’t call her like she can with other unicorns.
“I’ll write a letter and have Derpy deliver it to her.” She quickly resolved that little issue.
“Good.” Lyra said. “You know I don’t know why you’re so sensitive about every little detail.”
“This coming from the unicorn who ran home and bawled her eyes out after a stinkin’ bug ate her pie.”
“I told you a million times! It was just my time of the month!”
That earned Lyra nothing but a giggle fit from Bon-Bon and a slight growl from her own lips. Quicker than usual, the rest of the day went by. All the two mares talked about was how wonderful and incredible their wedding was going to be. They way they spoke of every detail made it sound like it would be the day they had always dreamed of since they were little fillies. Lots of close friends and family, perfect music and food, everything down to the last detail was gonna be perfect.
….right?