Lyra gulped down her drink, slapped the cup down, and belched out a laugh. "Hah! And that's when I said 'Unless my own turd can sprout legs and walk within an hour of being foaled, it's NOT a baby!'"
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Bon Bon slapped the bartop at the back of the dance hall. "Ohhhhhh Lyraaaaaaaa..."
"Heeheehee—hey..." Lyra grinned. "I coulda sworn you would have bitten my head off over THAT one!"
"Normally, I would have, but I'm too full of mirth to find it anything except funny! Heehee!"
"Too full of mirth or alcohol?"
Bon Bon hiccuped before daintily patting her chest. "A little bit of Column A and a little bit of Column B."
"Sure, works for me."
"Want another drink, Lyra?"
"Nah, I'm all piss and vinegar right now, which isn't a good combination when surrounded by so many tombstone humping necrophiles." Lyra peered around at the gothic crowd, teetering slightly. "I'd better hit the little fillies' room before I get pricked by a random safety pin and one half of it leaks out. Just where in Tartarus is it across this somber sewer of high school rejects?"
"Heehee..." Bon Bon pointed. "Over there. Across and to the left."
"You sure?"
"Totally. Just follow the trail of melted face paint."
"Hey! Now I can find my way home!" Lyra toppeled out of her bar stool. "Ooop! Step aside, ya eggwhite trollops! Mare on a mission here! Hic! Goddess, it's too early to be this sloshed... can't wait to see how much pudding's in my skull three hours from now! Hahaha! Whew!"
Bon Bon giggled again. She leaned against the counter, swirling her mug as she stared after Lyra with a soft, rosy smile.
A seat or two over...
"You should tell her," Rainbow Dash sipped from her cider.
Bon Bon blinked. She glanced over her shoulder. "Huh? Tell who what?"
"Tell Lyra that you're mad crushing on her," Rainbow said. She finished her sip and exhaled. "If there's anything I've learned in life... it's not to wait too long. Heck... not to wait at all." She sighed. "For some of us, it's just too dang late."
"Hah!" Bon Bon smiled. "Heheheh... I'm not..." She brushed her bangs back. "Lyra's my best friend!"
"Uh huh."
"Really! We're just friends! Just... drinking... socializing... potty mouthing friends..."
"Mmmmhmmm."
Bon Bon stared across the dance hall. "Potty mouthing... but really sweet... really smart... and really creative on the inside." She hugged herself as her cheeks flushed. "With so much potential... and so much to share, I just know it."
Rainbow exhaled and slapped her glass down. "Fine. Then tell her that you admire her gushy insides and want to snuggle her to death. But you're totally not in love."
"Rainbow Dash..." Bon Bon turned to stare at the pegasus. "We're on this vacation to help you, remember? It's not as if I'm finding excuses to be close to her, pay her tabs, and laugh at her jokes because I want... I-I want..."
Rainbow stared back.
Bon Bon gulped. Peering at the bleak crowd surrounding them, she leaned in and whispered hoarsely: "Okay. So... uhm... I'm gonna do it." She gulped. "I'm just waiting for the right time."
"And exactly why wasn't the 'right time' five minutes ago?"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
"You girls keep goading me and goading me into doing something and yet you're just as hung up yourselves?" Rainbow smirked, twirling her empty glass. "Most entertaining revelation I've had on this vacation so far."
"It's... it's not the same, Rainbow! I haven't obsessed with Lyra like you have with—" Bon Bon bit her lip.
Rainbow stared into the countertop.
Bon Bon cleared her throat. "I... I didn't mean it like that. Erm... that is..."
"Lemme ask you just one question," Rainbow remarked.
"Hmmm?"
"Just..." Rainbow fidgeted. "What do you see in that mare."
"You mean you don't see it too?"
"Hmmmm... how do I put this delicately." Rainbow's brow furrowed. "Tartarus, no."
"Uh huh..."
"Lyra's a great drinking buddy and all, and she tells it like it is. That's sorta admirable, I guess." Rainbow winced. "But she's so... negative and so ugly all the time. I just... don't get the attraction."
"She makes me feel clean to be around," Bon Bon cooed.
"Yeah, I get that, I suppose." Rainbow peered across the dance hall. "Explains why Caramel doesn't run off everytime Lyra shows her face."
"And..." Bon Bon smiled cutely. "I think... I-I really think I can help her smooth out her rough edges... mmmmm.... if sh-she lets me."
"Sounds like a fantasy."
"Mayhaps." Bon Bon cleared her throat. "But not for long."
"Well, you're not about to run out of excuses, it seems." Rainbow nodded toward the DJ booth as the lights shifted. "Looks like the show's about to start."
"Hey! Hey girls!" Caramel ran up to the bar, panting. "I just got done talking to a sweel bunch of party-goers from Atlantrot! How do you think I'd look in a black corset? Be honest!"
"Like a damn stalk of licorice," Lyra said trudging back. "Sorry I was gone. Wait... is the show starting?" Her amber eyes reflected bright lights. "Oh buck yeah! Vomit time!"