"...And then she dropped me in your tub" Sweetie finishes, brushing her mane
"Oh really? Well good to know that Lyra hasn't poisoned your mind too much" Bonbon smiles, Lyra grimacing "I am not poisoning her mind! I am expanding it!"
Bonbon rolls her eyes "Be quiet Lyra"
Lyra sighs "Fine..."
"Okay then, you must be quite resilient to deal with Lyra's antics Sweetie"
Sweetie shakes her head "I am many things, resilient is one of them"
Bonbon nods "To deal with Ponyville, you have to be"
Lyra fidgets "Can we go now? We have to get revenge on Pinkie Pie"
Bonbon shakes her head "No, I want you to go and make our guest lunch and make me lunch too while you're at it"
Lyra sighs "Yes Mistress..."
"And don't you forget it. Now... how are you feeling?"
Sweetie shivers a little "Cold mostly. I'll be okay though"
"Lyra-" "'Get her a blanket' I know" Lyra answers from the kitchen, spoon held in her magic "Bonbon... The toaster is growling at me again and I think the oven is trying to set my butt on fire"
Bonbon sighs "I swear... Lyra, I left the oven and toaster on because the kitchen was cold when I came down and thought that they should be preheated for the lunch that I was going to have ALONE"
"All right! All right! I screwed up! Next time a filly is frozen solid, I won't run home but to the hospital which is two miles away!"
Bonbon rolls her eyes "Tell me... is she like this around you too?"
Sweetie nods "Yes, and often yelling at passing ponies who linger too long and don't pay" Bonbon smiles "I figured as much... but she is funny in an 'I am too clueless for my own good' kind of way... and she pays rent so that helps too"
"I heard that candy-booty" Lyra says, levitating several plates in her magic
"Uhhhh... Ms. Lyra... your tail is missing" Sweetie says, blushing
"I am well aware. I said that the oven was trying to set my butt on fire. It succeeded" she monotones, setting the plates down "You owe me some tail" Bonbon blushes "-restorer"
"You look silly" Sweetie remarks, still blushing "I know... and now my butt is chilly"
Bonbon glares at her friend "Stop talking about your butt! And go get a blanket if you're cold!"
Lyra pouts "I don' wanna... you go get it..."
Bonbon sighs "Fine... Stop wagging your stub! It's weird!"
Lyra grins "Your fault for not believing me whenever I tell you our kitchen is haunted by someone who hates me" Bonbon throws her hooves up "There are no such things as ghosts!'
"Who is the scientist here?"
"I am! I am the chemist! You made up your degree!'
"And I got away with it! So I am the cool one whom the kitchen hates and you are the pony with taffy flanks. So there" Bonbon sighs and clocks Lyra
Sweetie jumps "Miss Heatstrings!"
"I'm okay!" She smiles, blood trickling down her nose
"Lyra. You're bleeding" Bonbon says and Lyra licks her lips "Oh yeah... I'm gonna go wash up"
Bonbon sighs "Why, oh why do I put up with her?"
"Because you need her to liven up your life, to make it adventurous, to make it worth living, stress and strife and all. And even when you want to smother her in her loud sleep, you still love her more than you hate her" Sweetie says and Bonbon gasps "How did you-"
"I've read a large number of books on psychology as well as several lengthy, and... 'intimate' volumes of my sister's books"
Bonbon blinks" ... Okay, you are smarter than I gave you credit for... but you seem unfazed by me punching her"
"Truthfully, Lyra told me you punch her a lot. And I want to punch my friends sometimes too"
"I guess we aren't all that different, you and I*" Bonbon muses and Lyra returns, scratching her butt "I think my butt is starting to scab... like, a lot"
Bonbon sighs "Come with me... I'll get the medicine"
"Why can't she?" Sweetie asks
"Last time I let her try and patch herself up, she looked like a mummy, luckily it was Nightmare Night so nopony noticed"
"What? I'm not all that good with my hooves! I can't manipulate things without my pneumatic hands"
"You mean those odd machines you and Time Turner built?"
"Yes, among the other useful and inventive machines we've made, those I use the most" Lyra puffs out her chest with pride
Bonbon sighs "Follow me, Sweetie, help yourself to anything in the kitchen"
Lyra salutes "Aye aye mon seignior!"
Sweetie hops off the couch and enters the kitchen, marveling at it's cleanliness
"This makes my sister's cleaning look amateurish" she muses
Opening the refrigerator, there are several jars full of yellowish liquids and labeled with numbers "What the-"
Bonbon sighs, startling Sweetie "Sorry. Those are Lyra's experiments. Apparently she used some of the tissue she found with Time Turner and believes it was human tissue. I think that Time Turner is playing a trick on her but..." She grabs one of the jars and turns it on its side, a dark blob in the shape of a dragon claw but without the claws "... Yeah, I am actually starting to think that she's right. Unless she is making these in her sleep or something, this is genuine"
Sweetie shivers "I... that's not possible! You can't culture multi-cellular organisms! Only bacteria and slimes! This doesn't make any sense!"
Bonbon grimaces due to Sweetie's outburst "I know, that's why I struggle to understand her sometimes, somehow she might have broken the established laws of biology... I also think the tissue is diamond dog or minotaur"
Sweetie blinks "Could you do me a favor and hit me so that I don't remember this?"
Bonbon sighs "Yes, Living with Lyra has made me have to learn how to" with a single swift hit, Sweetie falls face down
Sweetie slowly awakens, a dull pain in her neck "Wh- Why does my neck hurt?"
"You slipped in the kitchen" Bonbon says, a few feet away
Opening her eyes, Sweetie's vision is filled with amber "What the-" pushing the deep gold pools away, Lyra blinks "I watch you sleep- OW!" Lyra backs up and glares at Bonbon "I was joking! Sheesh, develop a sense of humor"
Bonbon snorts "Are you okay Sweetie?"
Sweetie nods "I'm good... how long have I been out?"
"A few minutes. Here, try this" Bonbon hoofs her a purple candy
"What is it? Gum?"
"Nope! It's one of Bonnie's weird medicine-candy-thingies. I think it's for pain... or was it constipation? I get them confused sometimes"
Bonbon rolls her eyes "Lyra, go get our guest some water. Now"
Lyra salutes "Aye Sahib!"
Sweetie blinks "I feel like I forgot something... probably wasn't important"
Bonbon smiles and rubs the filly's back, Sweetie's body suddenly feeling warm "I... feel warm all of the sudden"
She nods "That's the candy, it heats your body to promote relaxation and that should make you not hurt as much"
Lyra walks back into the room, a mug in her hooves "What?"
"Cold water, Hun, cold water"
Lyra blinks "Why would I drink cold coffee? Are those chemicals playing tricks on your mind again?"
Bonbon taps Lyra's face softly, moving the captured unicorn's lips and speaking in her voice "'I'm sorry Bonbon, I forgot to get Sweetie her glass of water. I'll go get it now and give my beautiful housemate my coffee lest she slap me sillier' That's so responsible of you Lyra!"
Lyra nodded dumbly, setting the cup on the table "Coaster" she squeaks and places the cup on the aforementioned coaster
Sweetie looks up "How did you get her to do that? I can't even get my friends to listen to me"
Bonbon smirks "You just have to show them that your opinions matter"
Sweetie nods, a glass of water levitating before her "Thanks"
Lyra nods, another cup of coffee in her hoof "So, What do you think of my protégé?"
Bonbon sighs "She's obviously smarter than you which isn't saying much"
"I know- HEY!"
"She hasn't set something on fire yet" Bonbon says
"I don't- OH BOLLOCKS!" Lyra runs into the kitchen, smoke flowing out of it "Why do you spite me so?! What have I done to thee Oven?! Do my offerings of bread dough insult you?! Are they not enough?! DO YOU WANT MY FIRST BORN SON?!"
Sweetie stares at the doorway "Is she-"
"Sane? Unlikely. Okay? Probably"
"Oh god! It's launching fireballs at me! This oven is possessed!" several scorched circles appear on the wall "Okay, all right... all I asked for was a fricken' oven, okay? Whoa! Okay... okay, okay! Okay... getting a little afraid here... Get me an old priest and a young priest! The power of Fixer Christ compels you! The power of Fixer Christ compels you! WHOA! Okay... Burnt like a hot dog now... gonna faint"
Sweetie enters the kitchen and face-down, smoldering is Lyra, most of her fur missing "I don't think she's okay..."