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// Chapter 3: Her Story Part 2 
// Story: Obsessions 
// by Derpyx0 
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The next day, I was tending to my garden when Blaze walked up to my house. "One second!" I said after he called out my name. I got up from the moist dirt and slid off my gardening gloves. I glanced back at Blaze, who was staring off into space. He wasn't looking at me, so I turned back around to my flowers. "Love you guys," I muttered, then I blew a kiss towards them. After I said goodbye to my flowers, I trotted up to my front door. When I walked inside, I realized Blaze was still leaning up against my window. "BLAZE!" I yelled, causing him to yelp. He stumbled, and started falling towards my roses. "No!" I shrieked, using my magic to catch him. "Two times! TWO times! First the crumbs, now this?! Are you TRYING to make me lose my temper?!" I seethed. Blaze glanced up at me, then looked away. He's the wimpiest guard I've ever seen, I thought. I carefully placed him down, and he trotted after me into my living room.

"Now, uh. Can we get started? I need to report back at-" I cut him off.

"Well, excuse me! I need to report to my job at noon, so this meeting will have to be cut short!" Blaze grumbled, but agreed. "Now, I guess we'll start from where we left off. First off, that.... mirror gives me chills. And, it brings back memories. We will never visit it again. If you would like to study it, you can study it on your own. However, you may not damage it or move it. It is-was Lyra's, and it will forever be Lyra's. 

"Lyra got that mirror when her grandmother Gemstone died, and it is a precious family heirloom. When she told me that it was magic, I didn't believe her. I guess I had this great realization that she hadn't been lying all those years when I followed her. She discovered that it wasn't a normal mirror around the time Cheerilee and I went to college. I remember I was writing a paper about the pony anatomy, when I got a call from Lyra. I picked it up, and she-after some trouble- finally told me about the mirror. I, of course, didn't believe her. She told me she wanted me to see it, but I was all the way in Canterlot. When I moved back to Ponyville, she never talked about it again.

"When Lyra told Cheerilee, she reacted the same way I did. However, she, over the years, forgot about the little incident. I never did. I was reminded of the incident when we went to Canterlot years ago. We were going to see her friend Octavia perform in a concert. We were just walking around Canterlot, when we saw a sign that said "For just 100 bits per pony, you could go get a tour of the castle!" Lyra was ecstatic when she saw that, and she begged and begged me to buy tickets. I said fine, but she ended up paying for dinner that night.

"We payed our 100 bits, and we walked over to our assigned group and guide. Lyra asked the guide if we would get to see the Royal Canterlot Library, and he said yes. I thought it not possible, but Lyra was even more excited when he said yes! Throughout the entire first half of the tour, she kept on asking when we would get to see the library. Finally, about halfway through the tour, we reached the library. There, Lyra's friend Twilight was reading. Lyra had moved to Canterlot for a short period of time when she was a teenager, and she was one of Twilight's, well, acquaintances. Twilight didn't have any real friends at the time. 

"Back to the story. As we passed the room, Lyra ducked under the rope that guided the tour, and ran up to one of the bookcases. The guard had shouted at her to "get back with the group", but Twilight came to her rescue. Being Princess Celestia's protege, Twilight was able to get Lyra out of trouble. To the group's surprise, Lyra skipped the rest of the tour to hang out in the library reading. I myself have never been a huge reader, so I went along with the rest of the tour, and met up with Lyra afterwards. 

"When we met up for lunch, Lyra's saddlebags were full of books. She pulled one out after we ordered, and to this day, I remember the title. The title was Bipeds 101: Humans. It was so weird! I had NO idea what a human was! I searched for it in books, but none of them had what I needed. I even asked our librarian, Twilight Sparkle, you know the story of Twilight, right? Good. As I was saying, I even asked Twilight, and she didn't know what a human was either. She said she would research it for me, but she never got back to me. To this day, I still don't know what they are. I never thought of humans again. I just thought that they were another one of her weird obsessions.

"I don't know what they are, but for some reason, I feel like they're connected to her death somehow. I feel like they are connected to that mirror. I thought of this too, that day, but I just shook off the feeling. To my knowledge, she never returned those books. You know, now that I'm thinking about it, after those books, she never became obsessed with something so deeply ever again!"

Blaze stopped my story by asking me "Where did you say she got those books again?"

"In the Royal Library. Why? If your thinking I can look for the books, forget it. I would never be able to get into the library!"

"You can't, but I can. We can go in together. I am assigned to this case, and you said the humans might be involved. I need to look to."

"Wonderful! When can we go?"

"Well, I'll come again tomorrow and-"

"Hold on, Mister. I have a life besides you! I'm busy all day tomorrow! Come back on Wednesday. Oh, and speaking of me being busy, I have to report for my hospital shift in 15 minutes! Bye!" I was shoving Blaze towards the door as he protested.

"Wednesday?! That's way to far off! My boss'll get mad! I have to come tomorrow! Surely your other plans can wa-" I silenced him with a spell.

"Now, lookie here, buddy. Do you want the story or not? Tell your boss he can wait, or he can get nothing. I'll see you on Wednesday, now goodbye." With that, I shoved him out the door. I don't know what made me push a guard around like that. Maybe it was because he was so wimpy. Maybe it was because he ticked me off. All I knew was that he would never press any charges against me, or he wouldn't get his story. 

Soon, I rushed out and stumbled into the taxi waiting for me outside. "Ponyville Hospital, stat! I'm almost late for work!" I yelled. The taxi driver glared at me, and took off. "Someone's not getting a good tip," I muttered under my breath, before turning to face the window.