//------------------------------// // Back to the Party // Story: Lyra finds a DeLorean // by Mush //------------------------------// Chapter 4 Back to the Party After a lengthy apology to Fluttershy about her now flat fence, Lyra quickly made a mental checklist of things she needed to do before going back to the party with Bon-Bon. ‘Lets see, get gift, check, that’s on the seat. Now, organise my own party to surprise me... er. Check, I think. Take gummy to Shy’s, check. Seems to be about it. I guess I can go back now and stop messing around with time!’ After waving goodbye to Fluttershy and saying sorry for the umpteenth time, Lyra closed the door to the DeLorean and drove away from Fluttershy’s cottage, as to not scare the animals any more than they need to by a thundering, huge glowing metal monster. “DeLorean, what time did I leave on my first trip?” Lyra asked the car. “The earliest time departed by user... 7:30pm today. Do you wish to return?” The same toneless voice as always echoed out of seemingly nowhere. “Could I go back to 7:20pm, I need to get back to the party before I leave.” Lyra stated. “Time circuits set, please accelerate to 88mph” The voice instructed. Lyra hammered her hoof to the small pedal and waited for the DeLorean to reach 88mph. Whilst this was happening, Lyra had a thought. ‘I should really leave notes for somepony else, so they know how to use this amazing machine. It’s just not fair if I hog it.’ Hastily Lyra looked around and found some unused post-it notes and started to write out hasty instructions for the next lucky pony. (She hastily wrote the first note before she even reached 88mph!) After arriving in the future... past... present. At 7:20pm anyways, she got out of the DeLorean and stuck a note to the door. ‘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.’ She stuck one on where she turned on the time circuits; ‘Time circuits, turn me on to work’ and one on each of the pedals, ‘Make go’ and ‘Make Stop’. The last notes were rushed as she was running out of time, she had now 7 minutes to get to the party and replace herself. With the present in her magic, she set off in a gallop to get to Twilight’s tree house before she left it. She arrived at the front door and slowly inched it open to see herself and Bon-Bon dancing... badly. ‘I really dance like that?’ Lyra needed a distraction, something to make everypony not see her. Just at that moment, Pinkie yelled “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. ‘This was it, this was when all the lights turned off earlier, but why are they turned on still? Did I break time?’ Lyra was thoroughly confused, and in her confusion she backed into the light switch and turned all the lights off in the library. ‘Wait.... So I cause the lights to... So I... what.’ Lyra was very confused and was trying to wrap her head around what a closed time loop was. ‘I... turned the lights off so I, the other I, can go and get the DeLorean that I left for myself. So where did it come from. What in the name of Celestia.’ While confused, Lyra and Scratch have already left, the lights have cone back on and Bon-Bon was stood over the confused and now crouching Lyra. “Lyra... are you okay?” Bon-Bon finally asked after seeing her housemate* have some kind of mental breakdown. Lyra looked up at Bon-Bon sheepishly and this snapped her out of her time-travel induced mental coma, she stood up and gave Bon-Bon a little smile. “Yeah, I am fine. Here, I got you a special present. It took me half an hour to convince Splint to make one.” Lyra said. “Lyra... who is Splint? I know the name but what does he do?” Bon-Bon asked, curious. “If I told you that, I’d ruin the surprise.” Lyra teased as she dangled the present in front of Bon-Bon’s face. “Let me open it then!” Bon-Bon retorted Lyra set the box down and pushed it with a hoof toward Bon-Bon. She hastily unwrapped it and looked rather disappointed at the wooden model inside. “Lyra, what is it? It looks like a flat toy cart that foals use.” “Come over here Bon-Bon, and let me tell you a story of how I got that little thing.” Lyra led Bon-Bon over to a quiet corner to tell her the tale of her time travelling ways. Lyra sat awkwardly and started to tell the tale from only a few minutes ago... ---- The above story later ---- “So, let me get this straight. You forgot my gift, left to find one, found a Time Machine and went back to get a gift for me, go back further and set up this party, help gummy, come back, give YOUR SELF the time machine, then turn the lights off for yourself?” Bon-Bon wasn’t buying it. “Pretty much yeah.” Lyra said flatly. “And this little wooden toy is a mock-up of the time machine?” “Yep” “And you expect me to believe this?” “Kinda, because it’s true.” “I don’t know what to say. Either you can tell amazing tales just to excuse a small wooden... thing. Or its true and you are the best friend a pony could have.” “What do you want to believe Bonnie?” “I want to believe that you are the best friend a pony could ask for!” Bo-Bon finished, gave Lyra a little nuzzle and went back to dancing, badly. After Bon-Bon went to dance, Spike waddled up to Lyra and poked her to get her attention. “Oh, Hay Spike! Awesome party huh!” Lyra said, not seeing the angry look on the dragon’s face. “I just wanted to say that that title, the ‘best friend a pony could ask for’ is taken. By me. Just warning ya.” And with that he waddled away like the plump little post-box he is. Lyra then decided she didn’t like Spike anymore. (Take THAT conventional Fanon! Yeah, Lyra’s straight, she just shares a house with Bon-Bon and they’re good friends, well, thats what’s in my head anyways. Their anniversary is only to mark a year living in ponyville together.) A note from Mush Hay guys, Mush here. Just apologising for the week long update, life overrides poniponi so... Also, I may write more random short stories, all featuring Lyra as the main protagonist/unfortunate pony. If you have any ideas for another little mini-story, don't hesitate to leave a comment or message me. This has been really fun, and I hope reading this took up some time so ou weren't bored. Bai!