This chapter marks the point in which the chapters are not revised. These revisions fix clarity and lore issues. One chapter is revised roughly each day. If you wait, they will all be fixed soon. You can, however, read on, but it will be messy.
She arrived at the sandwich shop shortly after crossing the bridge in the middle of the village. Before she got a seat at an empty table, some filly poked her with a notepad. Lyra turned to the unicorn filly at her side and was surprised wit hwhat she sawa. The assistant representative had never seen a pony with this filly's coloration. The filly had a brown mane (very rare), a coat of black and white dots (never heard of), and brown eyes (also very rare). The filly also had blue polka dots on her head, which Lyra assumed were not part of the filly's natural coloration.
"Who are you?" Lyra asked.
The filly just pushed the notepad at her again, this time at the mare's face. This filly needs to learn some manners, thought Lyra.
The notepad read: "I cannot speak ancient. Please communicate via paper roll." Lyra looked at the filly inquisitively. I might as well play along. I have nothing better to do while I wait for my food. As she thought that, a waiter came by and asked for drinks.
Lyra used her magic to take out her Mind Torch. Cool thing about the Mind Torch (copyright Evening Glimmer) is that it can used as a pencil. You just have to be careful not to accidentally activate it went dispensing the lead.
Lyra wrote down her original question with the Mind Torch, and the filly took used pencil out and wrote on the pad. The mare read aloud the pad when the filly was done. "My name is Wisdom. Do you know where a rest-u-runt is?" Apparently, she does not know how to spell restaurant.
The mint unicorn wrote her response, underlining the correct spelling of restaurant and telling her that she was at one. Just as soon as she had finished giving it to the filly, Lyra had the notepad pushed in her face again with some golden coins and with Wisdom's next question.
"Good. How does one use these to get food?" Lyra read. She looked at the golden coins and was shocked that they were pre-Nightmare doubloons, meaning they were over one thousand years old. Lyra quickly wrote down her inquiry about where the filly had gotten them.
"Where we slept, piles of these lay around us," the mare read and then she read it again and finally what these word meant caused her to have an epiphany. The strange way the filly wrote and the social akawardness. It was just like Luna's. Lyra hypothesized that she must be dealing with a filly from some ancient high noble family who had come had resurfaced either when Luna or the Crystal empire returned. There was one way to make sure.
"You said 'we', who do you live with?" Lyra asked and wrote on the pad.
The reply simply read: "You mean, 'with whom do you live'." Lyra's left eye twitched, she had just been corrected by a filly and her mistake might incur the wrath of an ancient noble family, notorious for their ruthlessness. Lyra quickly revised her question, and received an answer even faster.
"I live with my parent, Ever Ruler, and our friend, Courage," Wisdom had written. Courage, Lyra assumed, was probably just some dog's name, but Ever Ruler sealed the deal for her. Lyra felt certain that only a noble family would have such a name obviously indicative of immortality as Ever Ruler.
Lyra slumped in her chair for a moment, taking it all in, and then quickly straightened up. The scared unicorn addressed her tin foil hat, trying to look as proper as possible. She wrote down on the notepad that she would buy the filly a sandwich and what she would want.
After giving the filly the menu, the filly quickly picked the one haywich that didn't have any flowers in it and Lyra ordered it without question. While she was waiting for her food, the little salt-and-pepper filly started asking Lyra all these questions about unicorns and mountains. Lyra was far more interested in the little ones family though. Thus began a mutual exchange of information.
"Do unicorns live on top of mountains because it reminds them of their horns?" the mint unicorn read the first of the filly's numerous questions. Looking at the little filly, eagerly waiting for her reply, Lyra readied a reply to the weirdest question she had ever read. "I do not know where you got that idea from. We unicorns live atop of mountains because those are nice places to live and the princess lives there," Lyra said aloud before writing it down.
As the mare said this, she twirled her very important unicorn-made, rod-shaped device in the air to 'emphasize' her point while sub-consciously pulling at her pointed red tie with a free forehoof. Sophia was not convinced.
"Tell me about your parents," Lyra requested in writing.
Sophia replied hastily. "I have one parent that I know of and that is Ever. S/he is a horsefly."
Lyra had never seen 's/he' written in Equestrian and assumed it was some error of the filly's zeal in giving and getting answers. "Oh, is your parent male or female?" the mare asked.
"No," Sophia merely replied.
Lyra realized she wasn't going to get any normal answers from this little filly so changed her tactics to more mundane questions. "What is your favorite color?" Lyra asked.
"Black," read Sophia's answer. "What is your favorite color?"
"Pink, of course," Lyra replied both out loud and in writing. After saying it, she instantly regretted it because the pink menace herself soon appeared from under the table.
"Pink is my favorite color too," Pinkie Pie said with happiness oozing from her every pore. She was wearing a bouquet of flowers strapped to her head like a hat.
"Pinkie Pie, dare I ask why you are so happy?" Lyra said tilting her head at the green sun above them.
"Because flowers always make me happy, silly," the party mare replied. Aha, so my hypothesis about the flowers was correct! Lyra thought to herself.
"Why are you here, Pinkie Pie?" Lyra inquired further, adjusting her shades to help her feel more professional.
"Because there is a new pony in town and she is rigggghhhhttttt, here, and I am going to bring her to a party at the library?" Pinkie Pie did a cartwheel around the table ending which her pointing at the filly while she said this. Lyra was going to ask how the pony had prepared the library so fast for a party but decided not to. The files on Pinkie suggested that the experiments on this earth pony had resulted in many strange powers like having a body sensitive to the time line, ability to pull objects from different dimensions, and being in more than one place at a time. Her code name was quantum pony. Lyra was also warned that many of the unicorn scientists that had experimented on her lost their minds soon after conceiving the full scope of the earth pony's might.
Sophia did not take kindly at the pony putting flowers directly into her face as it caused her to have another reaction. Sophia wrote on the notepad and tossed it at Pinkie Pie who caught it in her mane. Pinkie Pie thought it was a game and threw it at Lyra, breaking her glasses.
"Pinkie Pie, she wants you to read it!" Lyra seethed.
"Oh, why didn't she say so then?" the party mare asked.
"I don't know. She hasn't talked to me either."
"Okie dokie lokie, reading, reading, reading," Pinkie Pie said as her eyes carefully scanned every last detail from the notepad that was magically lodged at her face.
Lyra noticed that Pinkie Pie's body was vibrating while she read. "What is happening to you?"
"Oh, my Pinkie Sense is just telling me that something is going to explode twice," the mare replied.
The unicorn's eyes opened up wide. She quickly turned her gaze to the sky and saw that the green sun was fluctuating violently.
"Oh, my hat is causing you to have the sneezes. Okay, no more flower hat," Pinkie said, and threw her bouquet of flowers that had served as a hat in some random direction.
Lyra out of instinct turned to watch the hat make its travel back to earth, a sense of dread as it flew through the air. When it landed, the mint unicorn sighed in relief that nothing had exploded.
"I thought we were doomed..."
Before Lyra could finish, the green sun exploded as its outer layer of emotion expelled itself in a silent explosion of green color. Without its outer shell, its white core was exposed and loosing its spherical perfection, becoming an hourglass shape. Once it could no longer hold itself together, the core erupted into a geyser of green sparks, which rained down on Ponyville, returning some of the energy it had taken.
"Ooo, pretty," Pinkie said, clapping her hooves.
"Sorry I have to go," Lyra said, putting some bits on the table for the meal and galloping back to report to her boss. It is great that the green sun had been resolved. It meant she no longer needed to investigate it.
Pinkie waved Lyra off and then turned to the little filly. "You are coming with me," she said in a foreboding tone that even made Sophia wary.