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// Age 12 
// Story: Harp Strings and Candy Wrappers 
// by Richtus 
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"Hey Lyra."

"Hey Bon-Bon."

"You're getting pretty good on that harp, aren't you?"

"Yeah, it's ok I guess. Learning piano didn't work for me, but Mom still wanted me to learn an instrument, and this seemed the least boring."

"Well it sounds pretty good to me."

"Uh..thanks. I just wish I didn't have to stay in this study while practicing. It's so boring in here."

"Why don't you play outside then?"

"Mom says I get too distracted."

"Is that so?"

"What's so funny, Bon-Bon?"

"Nothing!"

"Hmmph."

"Is it hard to play with your hooves?"

"Yeah. I've tried playing with my magic, but it feels weird, and it's boring if I just stand there with it in my hooves while playing with magic."

"Still sounds good to me."

"Thanks. So when is your next dance thing?"

"Oh, it's next week, in Manehattan."

"Oh, in the big theater?"

"Yeah, the one where we met, remember?"

"Oh yeah. So is it going to be a big show?

"Yeah, mama's looking forward to it."

"What about you?"

"Umm...I dunno. Hey, I have to go. I have to practice some more."

"Oh...alright. Seeya."