//------------------------------// // The Pie // Story: The Noteworthy of the Bon-Bon // by Duke of Canterlot //------------------------------// Bon-Bon felt distraught. What if she never saw Lyra again? She broke down and let the tears flow. Where would Lyra go anyway? "I promise", said Pinkie to Bon-Bon, "that I will do everything I can to find Lyra." "I must have been an awful marefriend for this to happen", cried Bon-Bon. "If there is any pony here who has been bad, it's me", said Noteworthy, "I haven't done anything good." "Didn't you give Seamore one of your swords to save us?" "The truth is", said Noteworthy nervously, "it was Lyra's idea.. I didn't want my sword to get dirty.. it's a collectible- not something meant to be stained with changeling blood. I really didn't want to do it.. it was Lyra who gave the sword to Seamore." "She told me it was your idea." "She so desperately wanted you to stop hating me..." "I know you care for Lyra. I do.... now, neither of us will have her." "Don't be such a downer", said Pinkie, "let's think about where Lyra might have gone." "She could have gone to Canterlot", responded Bon-Bon, "most of her family lives there." "Hmmm.. my Pinkie sense tells me something different." "Your Pinkie Sense? What is it saying?" "I think we should go to Sugarcube Corner", said Pinkie. "But.. Lyra wrote that she was leaving Ponyville." "Perhaps, she had a change of heart!" "You two go", said Noteworthy, "it's probably for the best that I don't tag along. I caused enough trouble already." Bon-Bon agreed, but felt bad for the stallion. "It's not all you", said Bon-Bon, "things weren't 100% perfect before you started hitting on Lyra.." "You're just saying that to make me feel better, I like that about you." "You're really not as bad as I thought you were." "Same here", said Noteworthy with a smile. Bon-Bon and Noteworthy hugged. Bon-Bon and Pinkie arrived at Sugarcube Corner. "I know Lyra has to be here", said Pinkie, "Pinkie sense is 20% stronger than average." "So much for hiding", said Bon-Bon, "Sugarcube Corner is not exactly a secluded building.. unless you're locked up in the basement." "Perhaps something or someone stopped Lyra from hiding." "Let's find out." They opened the door and saw something quite present. At Sugarcube Corner, there was Cliché, in his changeling form, with Lyra. They were baking an apple pie. Lyra actually looked content. Bon-Bon gasped happily and shouted, "LYRA!!!!" "Bon-Bon?" Lyra rushed over to Bon-Bon and kissed her on the lips. "I am so glad that I didn't leave", whispered Lyra. "Me too." "This was all thanks to the changeling over there." "You know you really wanted to stay in Ponyville", said Cliché, "it was simply the heat of the moment that got to you." Lyra laughed and smiled at Bon-Bon. "Cliché is a fantastic baker by the way", said Lyra. "He is? Would have never thought that about him." "It's always been a hobby of mine", said Cliché, "we Changelings don't have cutie marks, but I suppose you could call it my special talent." "You're talented at a lot more than baking", said Bon-Bon, "I can tell." "Oh", said Cliché modestly, "all of that was nothing.. I still feel bad about going along with Plot." "You're a guy", chuckled Bon-Bon, "easy to seduce." "Oh, the pie! I think it is time we put it in the oven", said Cliché. It was one of the best apple pies ever. Bon-Bon, Lyra, and Pinkie were all very pleased. Surely, even though the apples from the Apple farm helped.. it was the pie itself which really made it something special. "I suppose it is time for me to return to the Changeling hive", said Cliché sadly. It was clearly something that he didn't want to do. "Cliché", said Pinkie Pie, "how would you like to help me out at Sugarcube Corner? That is.. if you um... would rather do that than go back to the hive?" "Hmmm... such a tough decision", said Cliché with a hint of sarcasm, "would I rather be baking delicious treats for my friends in Ponyville or return to a hive with a bunch of self-loathing changelings ruled under a ruthless tyrant? It is tough. I will need to think about it. I can get back to you by next Wednesday." Pinkie Pie giggled and said, "I'll take that as a yes." "Definitely", responded Cliché with a grin. "One thing though.." "What?" "I want you to remain in your changeling form", said Pinkie Pie, "I want Ponyville to see the real you - which is someone great." "You really think that", asked Cliché with tears in his eyes. "Of course", said Pinkie, "you are 100% likeable to me!" Cliché and Pinkie hugged. Admittedly, Bon-Bon knew it would take time for ponies to tolerate a changeling among them. However, Cliché was nothing like the bad which was associated with changelings. Unless Ponyville comprised of idiots (which admittedly it might), Cliché would be loved and tolerated by the ponies pretty quickly. "Thank you", said Cliché, "this is the nicest things any pony has ever done for me." "Aw shucks", responded Pinkie, "it's no problem at all. You're a hero.. and.. you healed so quickly." "It's the nice thing about being a changeling. Bon-Bon was all worried about me after my accident, but like I said, I've gone through a lot worse." "You won't have to worry about that anymore now that I, Pinkie Pie, am here!" Pinkie and Cliché smiled at each other. It was either the beginning of a beautiful friendship or something more... Bon-Bon and Lyra returned to the apartment. Lyra smiled at Bon-Bon and said, "I definitely love you, Bon-Bon... most definitely without a doubt... but there's something about Noteworthy I like too." "It's okay.. I know you love me. I had a nice little chat with Noteworthy." "Do I have to visit him in the hospital?" "Nah, he's okay. We actually have more in common than I would like to admit." "Here are fifty bits." "What's that for?" "Don't you remember?" Oh right.. Seamore. "I told you that Seamore wasn't as messy as you, Lyra!" "I know! I was surprised too.. I was like.. oh Seamore is an animal, he wouldn't clean up after himself but..." "Even though he's an animal, he does a better job than you." "That's why you clean all the dishes!" Bon-Bon playfully glared at Lyra and said, "I guess I have some dish washing to do." "Yep." The two mares kissed again. Everything was going to be okay.