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// Daily life in the Bon Bon household 
// Story: When you're Evi L. 
// by Optimistic Pessimist 
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	The next morning, Bon Bon woke up in her bed.

"Oh boy, that was one heck of a night! I wonder what Lyra's up to."

Bon Bon walked down the stairs to find Lyra up, making a small breakfast. "Good morning Lyra. What are you doing up so early? Weren't you tired?" Lyra looked over her shoulder. "Oh! Good morning Bon Bon! I decided to make something for breakfast, seeing if I could get a second cutie mark." She laughed at her own little joke. "Would you like some?" Bon Bon chuckled. "No, no. It's alright. It looks... exotic. Yes, that's the word." Lyra looked down at the shallow pot. She had cut up some potatoes and bathed it in boiling oil.

"Why aren't you using your magic?" Lyra frowned. "Huh?" Bon Bon looked at the pot. "Wouldn't it be easier to hold the pot with magic instead of your hoof?"

Lyra was bending over the stove on her hind legs. She had one of her front hoof keeping balance, and the other wrapped around the pot handle.

"Nonsense, I can get a better view of what I'm cooking up here anyway." Lyra looked back down to her boiling pot of oil. Some of it splashed on the unicorn, who recoiled and muttered under her breath.

Bon Bon just shook her head. "I'm going to need the stove soon. I'm almost out of candy." Lyra laughed. "Alright, just wait until this turns gold." She used her magic to pull a fry out of the hot oil bath. "Almost done, just shake in a little salt... and done!" Lyra pulled out all the fried potatoes and put it on a plate. "It looks kind of hot..." Lyra took a small bite. "Nope. Eatable." She stuck the entire thing in her mouth. "Pretty good for an experiment, if I do say so myself." She laughed. "Try one Bon Bon!" Bon Bon hesitantly took one into her mouth. She coughed. "...um... it's... new! What's it called?" Lyra chewed happily while she took another one. "I'll call them, fries." Bon Bon smiled. "Alright then. I hope you're not gonna make any more. I need the stove to make more of my homemade treats." Lyra waved her hoof. "Go ahead. This is enough."

Bon Bon usually made her own treats. Derpy Hooves delivered a list of requests that came from several places in Ponyville. She'd often help when the Cakes were planning an event. She's helped them more often now that they had children. Her treats earned her quite the profit, and she always made a little extra just for Lyra.

"I'm going for a jog Bon Bon! I left the fries on the table in case you want any." Bon Bon smiled. "I'm never going to get over you jogging on two legs." It was true. Lyra always went for a jog on her hind legs. Lyra never had all four legs on the ground when she was jogging. "I told you, it's an exercise focusing on the hind legs." Bon Bon laughed. "What about your front legs? Are you going to go around jogging with your mouth dragging on the ground?" Even Lyra had to smirk at her joke. "Very funny, Bon Bon. Make your sweets. Save some for me!" "Don't I always?" Bon Bon heard the door close behind her.

Bon Bon turned and looked out the window. She saw Lyra jogging to town on her back legs, attracting stares from the ponies in the streets. She mixed the batter a little more, and then set the spoon down. She walked up the stairs into the attic.

Every night, when she'd wake up, she could hear voices in the attic. She knew one voice was Lyras', but she could never discern the other voice. The only things that she kept in the attic were old photo books and antique chest. But there was one thing in the attic that gave her the chills whenever she went up there.

It was a mirror. It was framed in gold, detailed in a wicked curved and red ruby at its top. The ruby looked like a bloody eye, and the gold curled into a wicked claw. But the strangest thing was, it was never dusty. Not once in all the times she went up there was there dust on it. She had never seen anything like it.

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"I'm back Bon Bon!" The front door opened to Lyra. She was sweating on the brow, and she walked in slowly on her hind legs. "Hello Lyra! I'm glad you're back! I just finished a batch of my Raspberry Cherry Strawberry!" Lyra smiled and picked one up with her hoof, only to drop it back on the plate. "I told you, I just finished it! If you want one, there are some over there on the counter top." 

Bon Bon turned to find Lyra helping herself to the tray of sweets. "You know Lyra, there's been something I've been meaning to ask." Lyra stopped stuffing her face. "What is it?" Bon Bon looked around. "It's about that really odd mirror in the attic." Lyra stopped entirely. "That old thing? It's a little something I kept from a long time ago." Bon Bon looked up the stairs. "It's never dusty. I can't explain it. It's not covered with anything."

Lyra smiled. "That's because I enchanted the ruby on top to keep the dust off." Bon Bon laughed. "Is that so?" Lyra nodded. "Then you should enchant this house. Make it dust proof." Lyra laughed. "Sorry Bon Bon. We don't have a gem big enough, nor do I have the magic for it." Bon Bon sighed. "Well, it was worth asking." 

She couldn't bring herself to ask about the other voice she heard at night.