Chapter Five: Rally the Troops!
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The candle light was dim; an orange glow illuminated the entire room. The corners of the bedroom were dark and in the middle of the room were a queen sized bed; a large plain white blanket was tightly tucked into the deepest arches of the bed. Two women lay a top of it, resting their little heads with their eyes open. Their bodies were wrapped in each other’s soft and cuddly arms, staring down both into the cores of their pupils which would melt butter.
"Today was interesting."
"It was boring."
"Well, I personally thought it was interesting to hang out with the Doo's."
"It's just that retarded horse, I can't believe how much it looked like Derpy."
"I thought I told you not to make fun of Derpy."
"Yeah, yeah, we're alone now. She ain't gonna hear anything in this room."
"Lyra, she might not mean much to you but she is one of our friends. She should be respected and treated like any other human being."
"I know, but she's just really funny; you can't ignore her. It's like a train crash, you're told to look away but you know you will."
Bon-Bon scrunched her hand into a fist and lightly pounded Lyra right in the middle of her back, Lyra yelped out in slight pain.
"Hey!" Lyra yelled, she unraveled her arms from Bon-Bon and pushed her away to the other side of the bed.
"Let's not argue, Lyra. I just don't like it when people make fun of Derpy and you should know that the most." Bon-Bon leaned up from her bed and looked down at Lyra who was still lying down; she rested her head on the pillow and rubbed her back with one of her arms.
"Are we still going to have our nightly fun time tonight? Or are we going to skip it? I've been desperate in wanting to try on some new lingerie that I brought back from the town market." Lyra finished rubbing her back and began to lean up just like Bon-Bon.
"Didn't you already buy a maid outfit? You know the one that you gave me on my birthday." Bon-Bon asked Lyra.
"Yeah, you looked pretty good in it." Lyra childishly giggled.
"I was thinking of doing something different tonight." Bon-Bon said.
"What? I'm rearin' to go for anything." Lyra's expression changed in an instant, she began to deviously smile as she began to crawl across the bed over towards where Bon-Bon was sitting. Bon-Bon noticed that Lyra had crawled over to her and gave a quick smile back to her.
"Well... I was thinking..." Bon-Bon put her hand on her chin.
"Yeah?" Lyra seductively replied.
"Well... maybe for this night only..." Bon-Bon continued.
"Yeah?" Lyra repeated again, Bon-Bon noticed that Lyra was starting to get excited.
"That we..." Bon-Bon paused.
"What? I'm dyin' to know!" Lyra playfully raised her voice, still keeping her smile intact.
"Play a board game?" Bon-Bon shrugged her shoulders.
"You what?!" Lyra's smile dropped, she didn't expect an answer like this from Bon-Bon, her wife. After waiting all day for some alone time with her love, she is rejected her night-time fun by her own wife.
"I'm not in the mood for wearing the maid costume tonight, nor do I intend in wearing the dog leash like what happened on Wednesday night’s fun-time." Bon-Bon got up from her bed and stood up, she looked back at Lyra who looked like she was about to explode like a volcano. She didn't reply to what she just said, she just had her mouth agape as she watched Bon-Bon walk over to the bedroom door.
"Plus, you're too rough." Bon-Bon blushed a bright red colour. She put her hand on the door knob and turned it; she opened the door and walked out the bedroom with Lyra still inside left to react to what her wife just said.
"R-rough?!" Lyra finally spoke; she couldn't believe what she had just heard. She fell back onto her bed and conveniently her head landed on her green pillow.
Bon-Bon closed the door behind her, leaving Lyra to regain herself after what Bon-Bon just said. The corridor was dark, not a single light in the house was on, all of the windows and curtains were perfectly locked not allowing the smallest piece of light to come through and shine inside the house. Bon-Bon began to walk to the opposite side of the corridor, taking one small step at a time hoping the best not to step on anything or even trip over anything if the dark. Even though she was in the dark, she could see the light switch at the very top of the stair-case.
Bon-Bon walked over to the other side and put her hand on the wall, she rubbed the wall up and down to find the light switch. She felt a small lump on the wall, a little plastic lump surrounded by a cold metal surface. She put her hand on the centre of the metal surface and pushed the little plastic knob downwards. A quiet click was heard and suddenly all of the lights upstairs and downstairs in the landing corridor turned on.
"What do you mean I'm too rough?!"
Bon-Bon turned her head back to the other side of the corridor, now that the lights were on she could properly see Lyra. She popped her head out of the door frame looking at Bon-Bon in a rather comedic way.
"You're just a little too hard on me when it comes to having fun, you expect me to always wear the maids outfit when I just want to have some simple fun and games." Bon-Bon argued.
"Board games are boring." Lyra said, she stepped out of the door frame and moved into the corridor and looked at Bon-Bon, she crossed her arms and impatiently tapped her foot on the ground.
"I just want to do something other than posing in fancy dress." Bon-Bon replied back to Lyra.
"Bu-" Lyra began to speak, although she didn't know what to say. Bon-Bon was right, for the last two weeks it was nothing but putting on fancy dress and receiving a little love from Bon-Bon herself. It was getting tiresome every night.
"I guess you're right..." Lyra sighed, her smile slowly dropped. She moved out of the way from under the door frame and stood out in the middle of the corridor. She began to walk to the other side of the corridor where Bon-Bon was standing, Lyra had her hands behind her back and she kept her head low to the ground.
"C'mon, let's just play a small game of snakes and ladders. Remember that game in school?" Bon-Bon walked up to Lyra and put her hand on her cheek, she began to rub her cheek with her thumb, every single rub across her cheek caused it to blush a bright red colour.
"Where is the game board?" Lyra rolled her eyes.
"In the closet under the stairs," Bon-Bon said.
"Since when did we have game boards?" Lyra asked her wife.
"I've kept them under the stairs since we moved in from our old college home; you should have known better Lyra." Bon-Bon smiled.
"I was too busy having fun with Cheerilee and Berry Punch." Lyra smiled back to Bon-Bon.
"Let's go downstairs, have a small drink and play a board game." Bon-Bon said. She turned around and took her hand off Lyra's cheek Bon-Bon grabbed hold of the rail that was attached onto the wall and she began to travel down the stairs. Lyra soon followed Bon-Bon as they both made their way down the stairs together.
"I take when you mean drink; we drink some wine and then go to bed." Lyra joked.
"I was thinking something less alcoholic Lyra, maybe just a cup of tea and a few biscuits to calm the mood." Bon-Bon suggested to Lyra.
"If I was at work in a meeting I'd drink tea; I'll go for some wine instead." Lyra smirked; she put her hand on Bon-Bon's back and rubbed it in a horizontal motion. Bon-Bon arched forward a little from the reaction she is receiving from her wife.
"I'm not the one who is going to carry you by the shoulder if you pass out from drinking too much." Bon-Bon warned Lyra.
"Don't worry, if I managed to pass off a one-night stand at Berry Punch's parties then I think a little bit of wine won't hurt." Lyra replied to Bon-Bon, sounding a little more playful than before.
"Let's not forget that I-" Bon-Bon began to speak.
BANG! ... BANG!
"What was that?!" Lyra quickly took her hands off Bon-Bon; she looked around from side to side, standing still on the stair-case while Bon-Bon kept on walking down the stairs.
"What?" Bon-Bon turned around towards Lyra, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Did you hear that?" Lyra shuddered; she crossed her arms and raised her voice at Bon-Bon.
"I didn't hear anything Lyra." Bon-Bon shrugged.
BANG ... BANG!
"Now I hear it." Bon-Bon quickly replied back to Lyra, she also turned her head around to find the source of where the sound was coming from.
"What do you think it is?" Lyra took two steps back up the stair-case, feeling a strange vibe of fear coming over her like a wave of water.
"Open up..."
"Did you say something Lyra?" Bon-Bon asked her wife.
"N-no..." Lyra nodded from side to side.
"Open up Bon-Bon, we need to talk!"
"Is it a ghost?!" Lyra yelled out, taking even more steps back up the stair-case.
"No, it's the front door." Bon-Bon groaned, she lifted up her hand and put it on her face.
"Front door?" Lyra repeated.
"Yes." Bon-Bon nodded.
Bon-Bon took a deep breath and sighed out loud; she walked down to the bottom of the stairs and jumped off the last two steps to the base of the stair-case. She walked over to the house front door and placed her hand on the doorknob, she slowly turned the doorknob and heard the inside mechanics of the door start to click and unlock. Bon-Bon pulled the door open to reveal two figures standing outside. The weather was normal and the night’s sky was perfect, one figure was wearing a very large raincoat and the other was not. It was the only thing that she could make out because of them standing in the dark.
"What do you want?" Bon-Bon asked the two figures.
"Can we please come in? This is urgent!" Said one of the figures.
"Stand into the light." Bon-Bon crossed her arms; she leaned on the doorway and raised an eyebrow at the figures.
The figures complied, they both walked into the light that made its way outside of the house. The first figure that walked into the light revealed it to be Carrot Top; she wasn't pleased with what was going on. Nor was she pleased to see Bon-Bon.
"Carrot Top?" Bon-Bon unraveled her arms and stood upright against the door frame; she dropped her small smile and stood in front of Carrot Top.
"Can I speak to you? This is important." Carrot Top raised her voice in front of Bon-Bon, like she was announcing her presence.
"Where's Derpy?" Bon-Bon asked; it was the only question worth asking.
"H-here..." A faint voice behind Carrot Top echoed, whimpering and sobbing could be heard behind Carrot Top, she moved out of the way to reveal Derpy. Tears and snot were running down her face like a stream, she held onto Carrot Top's arm like a little child who didn't want to stray away from her mother no matter what. She looked up and saw Bon-Bon standing in front of the doorway. She immediately forgot about Carrot Top and made a quick dash for Bon-Bon and quickly wrapped her arms around her best friend.
Bon-Bon didn't react, she was pushed backwards by Derpy's quick run to her and she had to position herself properly before she would be properly be pushed over. Derpy wrapped her arms around Bon-Bon and tightly hugged her.
"IT'S HORRIBLE BON-BON! IT'S REALLY HORRIBLE! MY LITTLE MUFFIN IS GONE!"
"WH-what?!" Bon-Bon didn't understand a single thing that Derpy said, she was trying to release Derpy to try and stop her from choking with her very tight hug.
"What Derpy is trying to say is that Dinky is missing, we can't find her any we need..." Carrot Top paused; she felt like choking on her own words. "Your help..." She finished.
"How? What happened to Dinky?" Bon-Bon wrapped her arms around Derpy; she hugged her tightly and tapped her on the back with her hand like an infant child.
"Derpy told me that she disappeared without a trace, the front door to our house was left wide open and she wasn't in her room when we checked." Carrot Top explained the situation to Bon-Bon.
"Come inside..." Bon-Bon gestured.
"Are we nearly there yet?" Dinky groaned, her stomach slightly rumbled and it was late at night. The weather started to get cold and light blasts of wind swept their way through the streets of Rumsville. Dinky's legs felt very cold, she didn't put on any trousers since she was in a rush to see Scootaloo back at the park. The only thing she was wearing was a gray t-shirt, a pull-up and some plain white socks. She regretted thinking ahead for the little orange filly instead of her well-being. Ditzy was unaffected by the cold weather. She kept on walking through the streets of Rumsville as if she knew the whole entire layout of the whole town.
Ditzy turned her head to face the small child and nodded her head left and right, Dinky felt sad about the whole problem of leaving her house without her mother’s permission, she knew that Derpy wouldn't believe such a crazy tale about a horse.
Feeling tired and cold, Dinky wrapped her arms around herself and began to rub her arms to warm herself up. It felt like her teeth were about the chatter because of the fact she was so cold.
She couldn't help but notice that most of the surroundings had changed once again, first they were in the suburbs. Then they went to the town-hall. And now they were in the Rumsville Market district past the giant library. The market district was the smallest part of the entire town. Small huts covered up by sheets of plastic and supported by wooden beams and planks were spread out all around. Signs and directions to each small hut and shop were everywhere. Foods from foreign countries were inside of the marketplace, it was a delight to go through the market.
"Ditzy... I'm hungry..." Dinky tugged on the mare’s mane to try and grab her attention. Ditzy turned her head around once again to see that Dinky had one hand on her mane and the other hand on her own stomach; she rubbed it up and down to gesture that she was hungry to the gray mare.
Ditzy stopped in her tracks; Dinky looked around for a moment and then looked back down at Ditzy. She noticed that Ditzy was looking at something in the distance; it was one of the market stands that Dinky somewhat knew of. It was a market stand wrapped in a plastic sheet that was a basic white and red striped colour. There was a large wooden sign above the market stand with the lettering:
“BON-BON AND LYRA’S CANDY SHACK!”
“What are you thinking Ditzy?” Dinky asked the mare; she wasn’t sure on what Ditzy was going to do, knowing how the whole store is closed down and from her visits to the store there was a locked door which was located behind the stand.
Ditzy didn’t reply; she carried with her little journey but with a new objective to feed the little child. Ditzy moved up in front of the whole stand and tilted her head to the left and right, thinking of a way to get inside.
“Wait…” Dinky said.
Ditzy stopped in her tracks once again; she turned her head to the child and stared at her.
“This is stealing… we can’t go in there… it’s aunt Bon-Bon’s market… she’d be really mad if we stole candy from her store.” Dinky whispered to the mare, she lightly tapped on the top of her head to make sure she was really paying attention.
Ditzy ignored what Dinky said and she started to encircle around the whole stand with Dinky still sitting on the mares back, Dinky was hungry, she didn’t know what to do. She was hungry and she needed at least a tiny bit of food to continue on her small journey to the park.
Dinky leaned to the side and hopped off the horse, she landed on the cold concrete floor and it brought a massive pain and shiver to her feet and toes. She ignored the pain for a second and stood still in place, watching Ditzy sniff and lick the plastic that coated the whole stand. Dinky knew that Ditzy was looking for a way to get inside of the Candy Shack.
“Ditzy… you don’t have to… you know…” Dinky tried to explain.
Ditzy turned her head round and looked at Dinky; she looked like the cold was getting to her and it was taking a beating on her. The mare kept on going her search to find an entrance to the Candy Shack to receive her reward and food for the child.
Ditzy turned around another corner of the small market stand and found a wooden door; it was painted a light cyan colour with a padlock on the front of it. Dinky followed the mare to see that she had found the door that she once remembered Bon-Bon walking through to get inside of the store. Ditzy went up to the door and began sniffing the pad-lock on the door.
“Ditzy, it’s locked. We won’t get in.” Dinky pointed out.
Ditzy ignored what the child said and turned her body around so that she was facing away from the wooden door and her tail was facing the door. Ditzy lifted up her hind legs and bucked the door. Causing a very loud smash and a massive hole in the door that Ditzy and Dinky would easily get inside of.
“Whoa!” Dinky jumped back from the mares sudden actions; she never imagined a horse doing so much damage to a wooden door. Ditzy turned around and looked at Dinky; she then turned her head and trotted into the market stand.
“That. Was. Cool!”
To be continued...