"Mmm. Bon, what did you put in this? Soy?" Asked Lyra, dabbing her mouth with a napkin. The vegetable oil was slick on her lip fur. Bon Bon gave a chuckle.
"Its soysauce. Not just 'soy'." Bon Bon crammed another tomato in her mouth.
"Tomorrow tomato." Lyra laughed. Bon Bon groaned.
"Anyway, I Asked John Nayslegher, if he could give me a ride home. He has a sled. He answered, 'You got twenty bits, or you pay'in usin' gemstones?' I gasped and said, 'Twenty bits? I live like, two miles away!' He shrugs and says, 'gotta pay my sled fees' He owns the entire sled company. "
Lyra and Bon Bon's roars of laughter rang through the house. The house was festive. Three Hearths-Warming trees, all well light and sparkly, at least 30 presents under the three of them combined, and their Hearth Dolls sat holding hoofs above the fire. Dinner consisted of lettuce, tomato, soy sauce, and noodles. And about fourteen different spices, INCLUDING cinnamon! Bon Bon had made tart for desert. It was sure going to be a cozy, relaxing, Hearths-Warming eve-
"BANG! BANG! BANG!" Came the sound of the knocker. Lyra stopped eating. She knew one pony who knocked like that.
"No. Not today. Anyday but today." She moaned, and galloped out of the kitchen up the stairs. "NOT TODAAAAY!" Bon Bon shrugged and went to answer the door. She turned the nob, and on the snow coated doormat was,
"HALLO! IM MINTY! IS MY SISTUR LYRA HOME!? I VANT TO VISH HER A VERRY GOOD HEARTHS-VARMING." Screamed the mare on the porch. She had wavy pink locks, all different shades of pink, and a deep mint coat, rivaling Lyra's milky mint one.
"No need to scream, miss." Said Bon Bon and invited her in. The mare came in, tossed her scarf to the ground, and chucked her boots across the room. they slid and tracked mud everywhere. Bon Bon cringed. "C-come in." Bon Bon looked to see Lyra's face peaking over the stair well, a horrified look on her face.
"I am looking for mai sistur, Lyra. She live here, no?" The mare asked, in a loud voice, but it wasn't as loud as before.
"Who are you?" Asked Bon Bon. She saw Lyra running to her side.
"Minty! Happy Hearths-Warming! Now leave." Lyra said quickly, her face lined with panic. Minty gave a dopy grin.
"LYRA! HOW JOYUS IT IS SEEING YEW!" Minty yelled at the top of her lungs, so loud, that Bon Bon's ears drooped to keep out the noise.
"SHH!" Lyra snapped. "It is good seeing you again, but I thought Madam Sunkiss said you next pass was easter."
"What is going on?"
"I know sistur, but I could not help it. I vaunted to see you bad." Minty said. Lyra looked super frightened. She was jiggling up and down and looked as if she were to sing.
"Its hasn't been a year, Im informed of that my dear, but I vaunted to see you bad. I know it is a little rough, but I do know you are tough, so we can do this and we can be glad!" Minty sang tunelessly. Improv song was common in Equestria.
"Yes sister, this is a little sudden, though that just what you do. You are loud reckless and messy, and I wish It wasn't true." Lyra sang back sounding annoyed but scared.
"Im a little lost, can you direct me towards and explanation, Im a bit confused, can you give me some expedition?" Bon Bon sang, hoping to enter the song, but Lyra and Minty gave no acknowledge.
They shot lines of song back and fourth from each other, Minty's mostly consisting of "I missed yew, and happy Hearths-Varming" Lyras consisting of "Go away, I can't restricting order just because we are siblings"
"Sistur! Vhy don't you want to hang out vith meah?" Minty cried after their song battle ended.
"Because I hate you!" Screamed Lyra back at her. Minty looked devastated. She was taken aback obviously, and stepped back to paces.
"Minty! Do want to have some leftover dinner?" Bon Bon blurted diverting the argument. She glared at Lyra for a moment, and then turned back to Minty. Minty turned her head to Bon Bon almost as if she had never seen her, her irises so small, her face insane. Her head turned back an unnatural rotation back. It was scary. Bon Bon shivered.
"Hokay." Said Minty, almost in a whisper and stalked into the kitchen after Bon Bon. Lyra followed, gritting her teeth so hard, it echoed off the walls.
Minty devoured the rest of the salad, acting a little more in place. She ate it so messily, soy sauce was running off the sides of her mouth, bits of lettuce in her mane, and even a tomato stuck on her cheek. "Dat vas delicious! Vat vas in it?" Minty asked. Bon Bon smiled meekly.
"Lettuce, tomato, soy sauce, egg noodles, and some spices." Bon Bon replied, taking the empty plate away, as Minty was licking the soy sauce off it. She whimpered as she took it away.
"Bon Bon? Can we talk in the hall?" Asked Lyra, nodding to Minty, who had seemed to forget about their argument, and was talking to Lyra at such a fast pace, it was like it had never happened. Bon Bon nodded and Lyra excused herself from the table, and followed her back into the hall.
"Whats going on? Why are you so bitter to your sister? Why do you hate her? Whats up with her?" Hissed Bon Bon once they were out of earshot.
Lyra took a deep breath. "My sister's insane."
"Lyra! thats not a nice thing to say!" Bon Bon scolded. Lyra looked afraid. Bon Bon had never seen Lyra like this. The usually funny sarcastic mare, looked more like a frightened, startled foal
"No, you don't get it. She is literally, insane. She has her own room in the mental hospital and everything. She's a psycho!" Lyra began to explain. It was the most horrible story Bon Bon had ever heard.
"When I was twelve, and Minty was six, we had a hamster. He got out of his cage, and got ran over by a carriage, being carried by some guy with a blue mane. We were sad, but Minty when ridged, and when back inside. That night I saw her carring a big bag and a trail of liquid behind her. I though it was a back of dirt, because my mum had those out back, but now, I realized, It was a body. I never saw that blue stallion again. "
Bon Bon clapped a hoof to her mouth.
"She's not going to leave, unless we make her. Listen carefully. She's allergic to paprika. Make more of that salad, make her eat it, and she'll go unconscious. We call nine one one, say it was an accident, and she's back where she started. They'll bring her back to her mental hospital." Bon Bons jaw was stiff, but she nodded.
"Gurls! I have prepared a game of go fishing! Vould you like to play?" Called Minty's voice. Lyra cringed, but Called "Coming!"
"I'll stall. You make more salad." She trotted out of the hall, and Bon Bon headed to the kitchen.
"Sure. Lets play a game."