//------------------------------// // Missing Mare Mystery Solved // Story: Her Locked Door // by DuskAndDawn //------------------------------// It was a beautiful sunny Thursday morning in Ponyville and almost everypony was outside basking in the warm glow of the sun. Lyra and Bon-Bon were lying together outside Lyra’s house happily, holding eachother’s hoof. Lyra had sunglasses on, but Bon-Bon hadn’t bothered and preffered to just shut her eyes to block the sun from them. Bon-Bon turned to Lyra; “Hey, why don’t we go back inside? You’ve not eaten today. We should go and get some breakfast.” She proposed. “Oh Bonny, I’d rather be with you than inside eating.” Replied Lyra, quite matter-of-factly. “No, Lyra, you need to eat. Come inside, I’ll get you something.” Said Bon-Bon, getting up and trotting inside. Lyra reluctantly followed. Lyra slumped down on the sofa, her eyes glancing franticly to the table beside it and then back to Bon-Bon, who was in the kitchen making pancakes for them both. Bon-Bon entered and handed a pancake to Lyra, who began taking tiny bites of it. Bon-Bon looked at her, concern back on her pretty features, before turning her attention back to her pancake. After they had finished eating (Lyra had put her pancake underneath the sofa when Bon-Bon wasn’t looking), the couple went outside again, only to find Golden Harvest was just about to knock on their door. She was panicking, and hopping from one set of hooves to the other. Lyra avoided eye contact with her. “Golden? What’s up?” Asked Bon-Bon. “I can’t find my friend Colgate anywhere! She hasn’t been here yesterday, or today! Her house is locked. I’ve tried everywhere!” Said Golden Harvest quickly. “Colgate’s gone?” Bon-Bon exclaimed. “Yes! Have you seen her at all?” Golden inquired. “No, I haven’t, but this is terrible news! Please, tell us if you find her okay? We’re worried for her too.” Replied Bon-Bon, before walking back into Lyra’s house. Lyra followed without saying anything. Bon-Bon turned to Lyra. “Do you know anything about this? It’s terrible isn’t it!” She said. “No, I don’t…yeah, it’s terrible, definitely.” Replied Lyra. “I hope Golden is alright, d’you think we should go and see her and try to cheer her up?” “Maybe we shouldn’t, she might be out looking for her or she might be too upset to talk to anypony.” “That’s no reason why we, as her friends, should not attempt to give her some sympathy!” “Didn’t we give her enough sympathy when she was at my door?” “You said ‘my’” “Yeah, what’s wrong with that?” “It’s our door, Lyra. It always has been. It’s our house.” “Oh, yeah, I’m sorry Bonny. I’ve been preoccupied with other things.” “Like what, Lyra? You’ve been distant all day yesterday and today. Do you know something about this?” “NO! Uh, I mean, no, of course not Bonny. Hang on, I’ll get us both a cup of coffee. We haven’t had any this morning.” Lyra got up quickly and trotted to the kitchen, leaving Bon-Bon to sit there and ponder. She returned with two mugs of hot coffee and handed Bon-Bon one. Bon-Bon relaxed a little and smiled at Lyra. “I’m sorry I was so fustrated, it’s just Colgate’s a friendly mare and to hear that she was missing was awful! I hope they find her…” Said Bon-Bon. Lyra smiled and snuggled up to her. They were both happy and content again to be with eachother, and Bon-Bon leant in to kiss her aquamarine partner. She tustled her hair playfully and Lyra giggled. There was a bump. Both Lyra and Bon-Bon jumped out of the sofa and Bon-Bon looked around her frantically. “Wh- What was that?!” Shouted Bon-Bon. “Uh, nothing! Must have come from outside, maybe we should go look.” Replied Lyra, trying to calm her marefriend down. “Uh, yeah, it probably did.” Said Bon-Bon, who followed Lyra outside the house. Lyra looked around her and Bon-Bon stood next to her. There was nothing outside, no commotion or anything, that could have contributed to the noise. Bon-Bon turned to Lyra. “Are you SURE the bump didn’t come from your house? Let’s go back inside and see, something might have just fallen down or something.” She said. Bon-Bon galloped back into the house before Lyra could say anything, and Lyra just followed her slowly. “Bon-Bon, we’re probably wasting our time. Let’s just get back to snuggling shall we?” Lyra exasperated. “Oh Lyra, you know how curious I can be, I’m not going to rest until this mystery is solved!” Replied Bon-Bon. Lyra was almost sweating as Bon-Bon looked around the kitchen, the bit where Lyra slept, the sofa and then tripped and fell. Lyra’s eyes widened as Bon-Bon fell, almost in slow motion it seemed, towards the table beside the sofa. Lyra tried to catch her, but she was too late. Bon-Bon’s head hit the table right where Lyra had placed her hoof Tuesday night, and the secret compartment opened. “OW! Owowowowowow…hey…what’s this?” Exclaimed Bon-Bon after recovering from her fall. Lyra was standing and shaking. “N-Nothing, let’s just get you something to help with your head, that was a nasty fall!” Muttered Lyra. Bon-Bon shook her head and looked inside the compartment that had opened from the table. She noticed there was a key in it, took it and frowned at Lyra. “Lyra, what is this? Why is it hidden? Is this for that locked door?” Said Bon-Bon quietly, the fact slowly making it’s way into her mind that her partner for five years had lied to her. Bon-Bon took the key to the locked door and put it in. Lyra stood helpless, sweat dripping off her and her eyes looking from side to side franticly. Bon-Bon turned the key and the door opened. She went inside and immedietly let out a defeaning shriek. “AAAHHH! LYRA! WHAT THE BUCK IS COLGATE DOING IN HERE?! And is that…the guy from the market stall who sold me that perfume? Oh my god…OH MY GOD, HE’S DEAD!” Lyra backed away from Bon-Bon as she emerged from the room, her breath heavy and her eye twitching. “You…lied to me…you…I can’t believe it…why did you kill the market pony? Why is Colgate tied up and gagged? I’m going to the police, I’m sorry, I have to.” Bon-Bon said. She spoke harshly while trying to get past Lyra and out of the house as quickly as possible. “But, Bon-Bon…you don’t want to get your marefriend locked up for the rest of her life, do you?” Lyra said, her voice spookily calm and that crazy grin back on her face. Bon-Bon’s heart was racing as she tried to think of a reply. Lyra was right. She was too attached to her partner to do anything like that to her. “You’re…you’re right, Lyra…I…I don’t…” She said. “Good…now, close that door please?” “O-Okay…” Bon-Bon, without even blinking, closed the door to Lyra’s spare room, placed the key in it and turned it around. She took the key back to the secret compartment on the table and put the key back where she found it, closing the compartment. She went to the sofa and slumped down on it. Lyra sat next to her. Neither of them spoke. There were no more bumps coming from the locked room.