Saturday

by Bulletproof


Sunday

“What do you mean, solitary?” Bon Bon demanded of the doctor.

“Last night, Lyra Heartstrings had a breakdown. She smashed her window and completely destroyed her room while yelling to wake the dead. We believe she was having another one of her “human” episodes, as she seemed to be yelling AT somepony, but she was the only pony in the room at the time.”

Bon Bon sighed. “For how long?”

The doctor shrugged. "Until she is deemed well enough to be released back into the main hospital. That’s as accurate an answer as anypony can give you for now.”

Bon Bon was silent for a moment, but eventually thanked the doctor for informing her. He said that he would update her as the updates came, and she made her way out of the hospital, where a yellow mare with an orange mane awaited her.

“What did they say?”

Bon Bon did not reply, but just walked onwards.

“Honey?”

“Please, don’t call me that. Not right now.”

The two continued on in silence, walking away from the setting sun and back into the town proper.