//------------------------------// // Please Pretty Please // Story: Of Tricks And Treats // by Starlight Shadow //------------------------------// "Pleeeeaaaase?" "No." "Come on!" "I said no, Lyra." "But but but-" "What does the word 'no' mean to you?" "It is an obstacle placed in the way of my candy by my cruel marefriend that I must overcome." "...I thought as much." "What if I gave you a kiss? Then would you give me some?" "Lyra, for every piece of candy you eat, you make a foal who wanted that piece very, very sad. Is that what you want?" "What if I only have two or three?" "You know as well as I do that two or three eventually turns into five or seven." "Because in the end, two or three evolves. Like Ponymons! I am helping them grow up, Bon Bon." "Hello, Ponyville General Hospital? Can you get Lyra a padded room, I want to make sure she doesn't hurt herself." "You assume that I suffer from my particular brand of insanity." "The rest of us do. That's good enough for me." "But do you want to settle for 'good enough', Bon Bon? Don't you want to go for 'absolutely super perfect' instead? Don't you feel the urge, every now and again, to jump into a swimming pool full of vanilla pudding?" "I can't deny it. That would be kind of nice." "See?! Now can I have some of those yummy pumpkin-shaped chocolates, so we can ascend to the super-perfection plane?" "Lyra, you eat too many sweets as it is. You're starting to get a little chubby." "I'm not chubby! I'm just well-covered." "Uh-huh." "Music isn't a very run-around industry, Bons. Speaking of music, you denied my trade of a kiss for some chocolate earlier, if I recall correctly." "Glad to see your memory is normal." "So what if I wrote you a song instead? I know you like my music." "...What kind of song are you referring to?" "Whatever song you like. A pop song, some of that more classic folk music you like...or I could try a more specialized instrument." "Eep! Lyra, y-you do realize this is technically blackmail." "No it's not. Blackmail is forcing someone to do something because if they don't do et cetera, then you'll reveal something personal to the world. I am merely coaxing you. Besides, you've been working way too hard." "I've been working just as hard as usual." "Still, I think you deserve me playing you some music. The candy isn't even required to get it." "...Race you upstairs." ---- "And I really will try and cut down on the sugar." "That's what you said last week." "That time was more or less a joke. This time I'm really trying." "I'll believe it when I see it. But...thank you for this. And thank you for trying." "No problem at all, Bons. You take real good care of me, I think it's best if I gave a bit back." "...What are you giving back?" "Me eating less sweets equals more profits for your bakery." "Mmm." "Mmm indeed, sweet girl. Mmm, indeed."