Bon-Bon couldn't believe this. Was Prince Blueblood trying to make her life as miserable as possible?
Lyra was laughing hysterically.
"Oh, Bon-Bon! I would be angry that I didn't win.. but... but... this is just way too funny. Prince Blueblood is in love with you! Wow.. I'll take your spot if you like."
"Please do. I think I can turn Blueblood down, right?"
"Yea, sure. I wonder if there will be any ramifications for turning down the prince."
"As long as it doesn't involve being sent to the moon, I think I will be alright."
There was a knock on the door. Lyra rushed to get it. Bon-Bon felt the butterflies in her stomach. She knew this couldn't be good.
It was some dorky-looking pegasus who wore thick glasses. He had a camera and a notepad.
Bon-Bon could see him but she was in no mood to say hello.
"Excuse me, miss", said the pegasus, "is Ms. Sweetie Bon-Bon Drops home right now?"
"Oh yes, she is", said Lyra, "Bonbonbonbonbonbonbonbonbon, this guy wants to talk with you!"
"It won't be long, just the typical journalism questions", said the pegasus.
Ugh, a journalist. Whatever. Bon-Bon had the pepper spray ready. She made her way to the door.
"Hello there, Ms. Sweetie Drops. I am Meteor Maverick, a journalist with Ponyville Daily."
"Hi. I suppose I know why you are here."
"Yes. Ponyville desires the scoop on exactly what happened between you and Prince Blueblood."
"Okay. One rule though. If you try to force me into saying stuff I don't want to say, see this pepper spray there. You seem like a smart fellow and I don't think I need to say more."
"Understood. So, is it true that you never entered Blueblood's competition?"
"Yes, that is true."
"Why was that?"
"I didn't think Prince Blueblood was my type. Actually, I always found myself more attracted to mares."
"Are you and your roommate an item?"
Bon-Bon wanted to answer yes but how would Lyra take that?
Lyra beat Bon-Bon to the answer.
"We aren't an item but we are very close friends."
"Yea, we do everything together", added Bon-Bon.
"What will you do now, Ms. Drops? Especially since Prince Blueblood has chosen you to be his wife."
"Ummm... this isn't live, right?"
"Nah. Everything you say is going into tomorrow's Ponyville Daily though."
"I don't understand why Blueblood has chosen me. We only talked for a few minutes. I didn't enter his competition because I wasn't interested like everypony else. I can't understand why he sincerely wants me to be his wife. Can he truly say he loves me given the little exposure we have had? I see this as an extension of one of his greatest personality flaws: his sense of entitlement. He thinks he can just whisk me away because he says so. Whatever I did to earn Blueblood's love, I don't know. However, has he earned my love yet? Absolutely not."
"Wow. Seems like you're quite critical of the prince, Bon-Bon."
"I guess we should make the following clear. If Prince Blueblood can earn my love, I will love him."
Fat chance. There would be nothing Blueblood could do to earn her love.. more like, there wasn't anything Blueblood would be willing to do in order to earn her love.
"Interesting. I suppose this means you are offering Blueblood the challenge of his lifetime."
"Yes, I am!"
"Anything else you would like to add?"
"No. I think I have made my stance clear. If Blueblood wishes to have me in his life instead of the thousand mares who willingly subjected themselves to humiliation and competition in order to see if he would choose them, he must prove to me that he is worthy of my love."
"Hmmm", said Meteor Maverick with a smile, "from this, I take it that you aren't crossing off Blueblood entirely."
This was the perfect plan. Blueblood would probably be offended by Bon-Bon's challenge and leave her alone. If he got nasty, Bon-Bon would have the pepper spray on her side.
"I am not. It is still far too early to judge Blueblood at this point, one way or another."
"Do you consider Blueblood to be handsome?"
Meteor Maverick was growing some balls.. this had to end.
"Remember, Meteor Maverick about what I said regarding questions I wish to not answer."
"I'll take that as a yes, m'lady."
"I never said yes."
"But you never said no."
"Ugh. Fine. He is a good-looking stallion. However, that is perhaps the only positive quality I have seen in him thus far."
"Thank you. I think I got all that I need."
The nerdy pegasus grinned. He must have thought he struck gold.
"Meteor Maverick, I understand you're just doing your job but you need to understand that what you post could hurt my life pretty badly. If Blueblood reads something where I think he's handsome, he'll just try harder to get me with his old ways."
"Was I watching the same show you were on last night?"
"What do you mean?"
"I saw you and Blueblood. He treated you like a lady. He was a total ass to the other three, but he acted differently around you."
"If Blueblood is such a nice guy, then he'll understand why I'm not ready to marry him."
"I'm guessing you didn't watch the dates."
"No, of course not. I've been always tuning that shit out whenever it's on. I certainly didn't need to watch Blueblood's dates last night either."
"Did you wonder how he knew your name without you saying it?"
"I dunno.. he's a prince.. maybe the royal Equestrian Empire is spying on us and... oh... Lyra."
"Yes, while that date mostly consisted of Lyra talking about humans. Blueblood did ask about you. That's how he learned your name and he remembered it."
"Good for him, that puts him in between Snails and Sweetie Belle in the intelligence department. Wow, he has exceeded my expectations, woo hoo."
"Where do I land in that? And remember that I've been asking the right questions."
"Mr. Maverick, your smarts are like Blueblood's good looks. It's your one positive trait."
"Hey, I can fly better than you."
"I would fly better than you if I had wings."
"You crack me up, Bon-Bon. Has anypony ever told you that?"
Blueblood.
"Everypony has told me that."
"It's been a real pleasure talking to you. Also, I'm not saying you should give Blueblood a chance. It's just that..."
"...you want a good story. Let's cut the crap here."
"Fine. Well, I better get going. Want to get this story out, thank you for your time."
Meteor Maverick flew away.
Lyra was watching from behind.
"Ooh, Bon-Bon. I think you did a nice job."
"Blueblood probably thinks I'll just marry him because he wants me to be his wife. I'll show him that he can't have me that easily."
"Wait. I thought you didn't like Blueblood. You always talked about how you hated him."
"I do because I love you. Your gushing over Blueblood honestly bothered me at times."
"Not as much as hearing you and Flitter having loud sex in your room."
That was probably the biggest mistake on Bon-Bon's part. She was far too shy to ask Lyra out so she went for the more assertive and take-charge Flitter who actually asked Bon-Bon out on a date. Bon-Bon and Lyra stared at each other. Bon-Bon wanted to go in for the kiss, but she was afraid that Lyra would refuse to reciprocate.
Bon-Bon wanted to start things with Lyra so badly, but mistakes were made in the past. The irony was that Blueblood, the pony of Lyra's desires, was now enamored with Bon-Bon. Lyra loved Blueblood. Blueblood loved Bon-Bon. Bon-Bon loved Lyra. The clichéd love triangle was complete!
"Lyra, may I ask something?"
"Of course."
"Are you still interested in Blueblood?"
Lyra laughed loudly and then said, "A little bit, I guess. Blueblood and I did talk a little bit on our date, he was very curious about you. Any compliment he made was about you and not me. I felt like I was simply your messenger giving him information on you. After he was satisfied, he let me ramble on about humans. I just think you would be a much better fit for Blueblood than me."
Exactly what Meteor Maverick said, except Lyra went even further to bring up "fit". Bon-Bon didn't give a shit if she was a good fit for Blueblood. Blueblood was certainly not a good fit for her.
"No wonder he's so gaga over me then. You must have told him lie after lie about my awesomeness."
"Tee hee. I guess I did make you pretty awesome."
There was another knock on the door. Ugh, it better not be that dork again.
"Hello. Ms. Bon-Bon? Is it alright with you if I come in?" Blueblood.. just barging in like that out of nowhere!
"Just a minute, there is a lot we need to talk about."
Yes, there was.
Maybe despite Blueblood announcing his love for Bon-Bon on Equestrian Television, maybe he would just go away after one little chat with purpose.