//------------------------------// // A Not-So-Average Day // Story: Her Locked Door // by DuskAndDawn //------------------------------// Lyra’s house was a three room job. One room was dedicated to sleeping, one was dedicated to eating, and the third room, locked permanently, seemed a mystery. Lyra often had her marefriend, Bon-Bon, over to stay. Every once in a while, Bon-Bon would question what laid behind the door. Every time, Lyra would simply shake her head. She always responded the same way: "I have no idea! I lost the key ages ago!” punctuated with a nervous chuckle. It was an average Tuesday morning in Ponyville. Bon-Bon and Lyra were contentedly sitting together drinking their morning coffee. Lyra looked like she hadn’t been to sleep in ages. Her mane was messier than usual. Bon-bon glanced at the locked door, curiosity written on her face “Really Lyra, we’ve been together for, like, ever! Why can’t you tell me what’s in that room huh?” Asked Bon-Bon “I told ya it’s nothing! Just a dusty room. You know, one of those spare rooms. I found it locked when I moved in.” replied Lyra, twirling her hair playfully with her right hoof. “Oh, oh well. Hey, I’m going to go to the market, I kinda need some perfume. This stuff I got is just awful" she said, a look of disgust crossing her face. Bon-Bon got up and stretched herself. “Aah…I should have gone to sleep earlier last night!” “Yeah, maybe. Although I went to bed at like, two in the morning so I can't talk. Anyway, I’ll come with you, I need some more milk and stuff!” Said Lyra excitedly, bounding up with her regularly crazy grin. The two ponies walked out of Lyra’s house and down the street towards the market, Lyra considerably more enthusiastic than Bon-Bon. Lyra and Bon-Bon had been together for five years now, and their relationship had never been better. Bon-Bon was practically living in Lyra’s house, which was just as well, Bon-Bon had forgotten to pay her rent and was under the threat of being kicked out of her own house. Lyra had promised herself never to leave Bon-Bon’s side and to always be there for her. She was a kind and helpful mare with a heart of gold and a self confidence that almost matches that of Pinkie Pie. She brightened up everypony’s day even just by sitting on a bench and idily smiling. Almost everypony was happy to see her. She was Ponyville’s sunshine and Bon-Bon’s life. Lyra, lost in thought, accidentally turned away from the market. Bon-Bon giggled in response and said, “Lyra, the market’s uh, this way?” “Oh, is it? Ugh. I can’t tell my left from my right!” Replied Lyra, bounding after Bon-Bon “We’re here, anyway!” Bon-Bon picked up the nearest perfume bottle and sniffed it. “Hmm…this is much better than what I have. I’ll take it! How much?” she said “That’ll be 20 bits.” Said the pony at the stall. “Wh..WHAT? I don’t even have that much on me!” said Bon-Bon, shocked. The pony at the stall frowned. He had the sort of look you just knew meant ‘cheat’. “No bits, no sale. Come back next time when you’re richer!” “Hey, Bon-Bon, don’t worry, I have some spare bits!” Said Lyra, jumping up behind her. Lyra counted up 20 bits from her own money and handed it to the pony at the stall. Bon-Bon took the bottle in her teeth and looked up at her partner. “You didn’t have to do that, really. Now you wont have enough for food today!” Said Bon-Bon, sadly. “Hey, cheer up! I don't mind. Let’s go to the library, I’ve been meaning to get the seventh book in the Daring Do series: Daring Do and the Secret City! I can’t wait! Eeep!” said Lyra, a smile still on her face despite her rumbling stomach. “Uh, oh, okay Lyra!” Said Bon-Bon. The couple galloped off in the direction of Twilight Sparkle’s library, which had every book in the popular Daring-Do series, a series of books depicting a daring and adventurous pegasus mare solving mysteries, escaping dangers and experiencing near-deaths in order to gain priceless relics and other artifacts. They were Lyra’s favourite book. Lyra and Bon-Bon reached the front door of the library and Lyra knocked loudly and enthusiasticly. Twilight opened the door and smiled. “Come for book seven then Lyra? I have it just over here!” she said. Lyra’s eyes were wide and her smile crazier than normal as Twilight brought her the book from the shelf at the back of the library. Lyra took it in her mouth and galloped off, too excited to say goodbye. Bon-Bon galloped after her. Twilight just stood in the door with a bemused look on her face, before shaking her head and walking back into the library, closing the door behind her. Lyra and Bon-Bon stopped outside Lyra's house. Bon-Bon turned to her. “Hey, Lyra, I’m going to go back home. I have things to do, okay? Have fun with your book!” she said. Lyra nodded and galloped inside her house, lept on her sofa and opened the book. It was an enthralling tale, with everything one could expect from a Daring-Do story. Lyra put the book down finally and giggled to herself. She pressed her hoof to the table beside her sofa and revealed a secret compartment. She reached in, retrieving a key in the process, and promptly shut it again. She trotted to the locked door and put the key in it, twisting it in the lock with her teeth. After unlocking the mysterious room, she took the key out and replaced it back within its resting place, opening it again to do so. She entered through the door and closed it behind her. “Good morning, Bon-Bon!” yelled Lyra from the front of Bon-Bon’s bed. “AAHHH!” yelled Bon-Bon and lept out of her bed, terrified. When she realised who was in her room she calmed down a bit. “Oh, it’s you Lyra! Please, stop scaring me like that! I feel like I have a heart attack every time I wake up now!” “Oh, sorry! Heh.” Said Lyra, letting a fit of giggles overcome her. “It’s fine. Love you!” “I love ya too Bonny, now come on, back to my house, we’ll chat, maybe have some coffee and I could put on some music! I heard Vinyl has released her new album, I wonder if it’s for sale at the market!” The happy couple wandered out of Bon-Bon’s house and trotted down the street to Lyra’s house. Lyra was starting to get black patches under her eyes. “Lyra, have you been sleeping well lately?” Bon-Bon asked her, worry working it's way onto her usually content face. “Huh, uh…oh, yeah, I have, Bonny. Why d’you ask?” replied Lyra absent-mindedly. “Oh, it’s nothing.” They walked inside Lyra’s house, Bon-Bon had a concerned look as she sat down on Lyra’s sofa. Lyra poured her a glass of Sweet Apple Cider, left-over from last year. Bon-Bon took the drink and almost downed it in one. “Bon-Bon, are you okay?” Asked Lyra “No, no I’m not. I’m worried. You look like you’re not doing too good, you know? And you’re not telling me what’s wrong. I love you, Lyra, and I care for you, and I want to know what’s wrong. You can tell me anything at all, I wont think any less of you. Just please tell me what’s wrong darling!” pressed a now very worried Bon-Bon, who hiccuped slightly as a result of the cider she had just drank. “It’s nothing. Really, Bonny. It’s nothing to worry about. Just relax and I’ll try and make myself look a little, uh, appealing?” said Lyra, trying to quell her partner's worries and glancing back to her bedroom. Bon-Bon nodded. Lyra trotted to her bedroom and returned after around ten minutes. She had combed her hair and cleaned herself up a little. The black patches under her eyes had dissapeared a little too. “Better?” she said “Heh, yeah.” Replied Bon-Bon. “C’mere you!” Giggled Lyra as she dive-bombed onto the sofa beside Bon-Bon and began kissing her. They broke apart after a while and giggled together. Lyra glanced momentarily at the locked door, before returning her gaze back to her lover.