“... And thats why I am organising a super-duper-megarific Pinkie party here for the couple! They may be a teeny weeny little bit different than the rest of us but they are still Ponyville ponies and today is their special Pinkie party day for their anniversary!” Pinkie finally stopped talking at Twilight, but was still bouncing on the spot.

“Er... Pinkie, who are ‘the couple’? You never said who they were” Twilight asked, feeling lucky to get a word in edgeways.

“Duh!” Pinkie said, while turning her head upside down “Lyra and Bon-Bon of course silly! Lyra left me a note earlier on my doorstep to remind me and with recommendations for a cake she would like, that pony is nearly as organised about parties as me, but she isn’t really because she isn’t the party pony, I am!”

“Right... so, when do you need the library again?” Asked Twilight, getting her diary out, “I mean, you need time to decorate right?”

“Nopey Dopey!” Exclaimed Pinkie, as she pulled her PPC (Pinkie Party Cannon) out from seemingly nowhere and blasted decorations absolutely everywhere “My patented Pinkie Party Cannon can decorate in seconds! However I need to bake their cake and decorate it exactly as Lyra wanted it.” Pinkie put her hoof to her chin in thought “Give me about half an hour then Twi Pie!”

“Twi Pie? Oh, yeah, half an hour, sure.”Twilight was still a little caught off guard by the new nickname Pinkie gave her.
Pinkie bounced out of the library, looking forward to making a cake for the special couple. Not known for being the most careful pony, she bounced right into a mint green pony in a coat and Applejack’s hat. “Oopsie! Sorry Lyra, didn’t see you there! You looking forward to tonight’s party?”

“Pinkie! Shh. I am in disguise! I am getting a present for Bon-Bon tonight, I nearly forgot” Lyra shushed Pinkie as to not let her secret out further.

“Okey dokey lokey! I get it, super secret spy pony game! Have fun!” And with that, Pinkie bounced away toward Sugar Cube Corner. After rounding a corner she bumped into yet another pony.

“Sorry there, I wasn’t loo...” For once Pinkie stopped talking. She eyed the pony she just bounced into for the second time in a matter of seconds. “Lyra?”

“Yeah, its me. I was just heading off home to go see Bonnie” The minty mare replied.

“But weren’t you just getting a her present for your anniversary?” Pinkie queeried.

“Nope, and how do you know it’s our anniversary?” Lyra questioned back at Pinkie, getting a little suspicious.

“You left me a note to remind me about 2 hours ago, are you okay Lyra?” Pinkie was concerned, Lyra seemed to be forgetting things. “And where did your cool disguise go?”

“Yes Pinkie, I am fine, just a little curious about who left that note. And what disguise? I have no disguise!” Lyra retorted ‘What's wrong with Pinkie, is she confusing me with somepony else. Maybe it’s that other green mare I just saw heading off to the EverFree with Applejack's hat on’.

Pinkie just eyed Lyra suspiciously, her face going into a partial frown. Suddenly it switched back to happy mode “Okey dokey lokey, sometimes we all forget things silly Lyra!” And with that Pinkie bounced away as if nothing happened.

Pinkie was bouncing at the door to Twilight’s library reeling off names and saying ‘Hiya’ to every. Single. Pony.

“Hiya Colgate! Hiya Carrot Top, haven’t seen you in ages and ages and ag... Hi Dashie, glad you could make it!”

“’Sup Pinks, yeah, like I’d miss one of your awesome parties! Also, glad to see Carrot Top, she hasn’t been beyond her garden since that whole ‘Witchcraft’ ordeal.” Replied Dash, looking briefly over at the orange and orange pony.

“Yeah, I heard she and Lyra were really really closest bestest friends at school so she decided to come! Hiya Ditzy!

“Woah, hold on everypony, here comes the super special guests of honour! Make a pathway to the cake! No Daisy, other side!” Pinkie ordered her guests to part ways to allow the couple to see the cake. The two stood in the doorway with hundreds of eyes upon them, Bon-Bon, not one for crowds, blushed slightly. Lyra on the other hand was bouncing on the spot with a huge grin on her face.

“They did it, they actually threw us a party! Oh wow, look at that cake Bonnie, it has us on it! That’s an AMAZING idea!” Lyra was ecstatic about the surprise of a party and such a personalised cake. “Pinkie, where do you get your inspiration?”

Pinkie just stood there, a little befuzzled. Hadn’t Lyra left her the picture they wanted on the cake just three hours ago? Is she some crazy schizo mare? Oh well, maybe she just forgot, silly mare!

Lyra dashed over to the cake in a matter of seconds. “Come on Bonnie, let’s cut the cake together!” She was really excited for once. ‘I have never seen her so energetic, usually she is quite the lazy pony’ thought Bon-Bon ‘maybe cake brings out the best in her. Note: Make more cakes’.

Lyra and Bon-Bon stood on either side of the cake, one had a knife in her mouth, the other in her magic. “Ok Bonnie, in 3... 2... 1...”

The ear-splitting silence of cake being cut filled the library, the next sound to be heard was the knives hitting the board beneath the cake.

A huge cheer went up from the crowd of ponies surrounding the cake cutting. Lyra span around and pointed with a hoof to Vinyl Scratch, the DJ at the party, and said “Spin that record Vinyl Scratch and never stop the music!”

A “Wee, let’s go” could be heard from somewhere in the crowd and rave music filled the library. The party was officially on!

“Alrighty then everypony! It’s time for the two special ponies to give each other their super special presents!” Pinkie bellowed out of a megaphone she got from somewhere only we know.

At that moment, all the lights in the library switched off and ponies everywhere started to yell and scream. ‘What timing! I’ll dash out now and get Bonnie her present and make it look like I meant to make the lights turn off!’. A tap on Lyra’s flank caught her attention, she swung round and met two glowing purple eyes.

“Vinyl! Shh! Will you help me find something real quick to give to Bonnie?” Lyra whispered.

“Ugh... I suppose I should help a fellow musician, now let’s go, quick”
The two ponies galloped out of the still dark library and into the dark streets of Ponyville. ‘Wow, I didn’t realise how late it was’ thought Lyra. “Scratch, where should we go to find something quick?”

“How about we head to the edge of the EverFree and find an exotic night flower to give her.”

In no time the pair were galloping toward the rim of the EverFree forest when a silver glint of light caught Lyra’s eye. Like a magpie to a ring, she veered off course toward the shiny thing. The shiny thing was far bigger up close than Lyra originally anticipated. “Hay Scratch, come check this out!”

Forgetting their previous task in pursuit of knowledge about the shiny thing, both mares trotted up to what could now be called a metal carriage.

“It looks like a mythical creature called an ‘Airplane’, but without wings!”

The now cautious mares approached the silver carriage even more, they came so close that Lyra could now make out it was made of metal and not silver, but Scratch couldn’t see too well with her glasses making everything purple and rave. Just when Lyra went to touch the carriage, plumes of white smoke exploded out of the rear of it. Lyra stepped away from the metal carriage in caution, she had no idea what just happened. Vinyl, who wanted to keep up her fearless appearance tried to be bRAVE RAVE RAVE RAVE RAVE

Scratch tucked her iPony away again and looked away sheepishly. Lyra looked back at the carriage and spotted a not attached to the window of it.

‘Dear whoever finds this note; do not be scared of this metal carriage. It is harmless. This carriage is called a DeLorean, I found a note stating its name when I found it. The DeLorean is a time machine, believe it or not, and it moves on its own, without magic. If you open the door, there is a note inside explaining how to use it.
P.S. Watch out when you open the door, I hit my muzzle when I tried it.’

Lyra looked at the metal carr... no, DeLorean and couldn’t find a door handle anywhere. She felt along the metal until she heard a click and the door opened... smashing her in the muzzle. Inside, everything was labelled with notes. The big round thing at the font was called the ‘Steering Wheel’. Under the wheel were two pedals; one with the note ‘Make go’ another with the note ‘Make stop’. Lyra jumped into the DeLorean and looked around the inside. Next to her seat there was a thing labelled ‘Time circuits, turn me on to work’.

Lyra obliged, she pulled on the lever and the whole inside of the DeLorean lit up like one of Scratch’s rave parties, who was just outside of the DeLorean raving to her iPony. A metallic voice echoed throughout the DeLorean.

“Hello user. Welcome to the DeLorean DMC-12 time machine by EverFree Motoring. Please state your destination”

Lyra sat there for a moment looking bewildered. ‘Why am I just sitting here! I could go back in time to get a present for Bonnie!’. Lyra built up some confidence and said. “I would like to go back three h...”

“AN ALICORN’S DESIRE, ATTEMPTS TO WELCOME HARMONY!
TRY TO CREATE ORDER AND TO FORCE RESPONSIBILITY!
TO OVER THROW THE KING UNDER CLAIMS OF SO CALLED ANARCHY!
NOW ALL ARE FORCED TO LABOUR ‘NEATH CELESTIA’S TRYANNY!”

“Scratch! Stop singing that awful song! Imagine if Celestia heard you!” Lyra bellowed from inside the DeLorean. Scratch didn't hear her at all.

“I am sorry, user. I didn’t quite catch that. Please try again” The metallic voice stated.

“I do apologise, Mr. DeLorean, my friend isn’t quite the quietest. I would like to go back three hours, please” Lyra said to the DeLorean.

“Time circuits set, please accelerate to 88mph” The voice instructed. “And close the door please”.

Lyra did as she was told, she stamped her hoof to the ‘Make go’ pedal and accelerated the DeLorean.

“So what happens when we hit 88mph?” Lyra asked, not exactly sure about what will happen.

Lyra finds a DeLorean

by Mush

Not a Prelude