• Published 27th Jan 2013
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Lyra's Grand human hunt - -Twilight

Lyra is on a hunt. A human has been living in ponyville for about 3 months in hiding from her and her alone. and now Lyra is determined to capture this human and have the Q&A she has been dreaming of since fillyhood.

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The Persistent Predator

"So let me get this straight." Twilight pauses to take a sip of her early morning coffee and to cross her hooves. "Lyra has a tranquillizer gun, and ambushed you and Bonbon in Ponyville's recreational park?"
"Yea! She has boar tranq darts as well. Just ask Bonbon."
Twilight sets down her coffee and leans in closer to you, stretching over her coffee table, a smug look on her face.
"And what were you and Bonbon doing in the park at that time of night?"
You take a minute to grasp what she's getting at, looking away from her.
"W-wait what? What do you think I was doing?! I told you I-I was eating my sandwich!" you protest. You realize you are now leaning on the edge of your chair, hands clawing at the bottom of the table. You calmly set yourself on the chair again.
"Anon, nopony leaves a house in the middle of the night, and then walks about twelve minutes to a dark, cold park, just to eat a sandwich."
"Well, I'm not anypony, remember?" you point out.
Twilight leans in to you again.
"If you want to know what I think, I think you and Bonbon were-"
You stumble off the chair and cover your ears with your hands. "BLAH BLAH BLAH! I don't want to hear it. I told you what I was doing and that's that."
You and Bonbon are just friends, with the same odd hatred for Lyra and her obsession. Other than that, you and Bonbon share no other interests.
"Listen, Twilight, Bonbon and I are hardly friends, much less what you are assuming. I'm going to go to Sugarcube Corner and chill for a while," you say.
"Fine by me, just be careful. I don't want to see your hand or head on display in Lyra's living room, got it?" Twilight said jokingly. You cringe at the thought of a stuffed version of yourself by the fireplace of an insane, green unicorn.
"Yea sure. I'll try," you say, feeling no more classy comebacks in you.
With that, you head out the door.
With your first steps out into Ponyville's streets, you are immediately attacked by the smell of freshly baked goods.
You look down at your phone, which Twilight has been persistently charging with electrical magic.
7:43 AM
"Sugarcube corner shouldn't be open for another hour or so. I should be able to hang out there before anypony comes along to cause some stupid issues," you say, chuckling and remembering last night's nosebleed unicorn.
"I really hope she's alright. She hasn't bothered me for a full three hours; that's a new record." You shudder, remembering what happened last night.
"How did she even get to my second story window anyways?" you ask nopony in particular.
"Oh that's simple; she used magic to get up there!" Pinkie Pie says. Wait, what?
You turn around to see Pinkie walking behind you on her hind legs.
"What? Where did you come from? And... what are you doing?"
"Silly Anon, what do you think I'm doing? I'm following you!" Pinkie says, resting her forehoof on your shoulder.
As weird as it seems, ponies are about the same height as humans when they are walking like one; Celestia would be a giant.
"Okay, I understand that you’re following me, but why are you walking like that?"
Pinkie looks at you as if she has no idea what you’re talking about.
"What do you mean?" Pinkie replies.
You smack your face with your hand in frustration.
"These ponies... sometimes," I mumble.
"Anyways, we’re here!" Pinkie cheers.
"Yea I can see that Pinkie.... Wait, how did you know I was headed here an- and she's gone, oh well," you say.
You head into Sugarcube Corner, completely unaware of the certain somepony stalking your every move.
"Like a fly to a web," an oddly placed bush mumbles.
"So let me get this straight. Lyra is trying to throw you a party, and you keep avoiding her?" Pinkie says from the back room.
"Ye- wait, no. She's trying to capture me and turn me into her pet or do something to me," you reply while forking your freshly made pancakes into your mouth.
"Well it’s not very nice to assume things like that," somepony says behind you.
"N-no, well I suppose it isn't, but when somepony chases after you with a tranquillizer gu…. Wait a minute, who's talki- Oh sh-"
You are about to run when you suddenly feel a terrible stinging feeling near your backside. You look down to see a blue striped dart sticking from your butt.
"Oh no...."
Everything starts to spin. Your words are becoming unintelligible slurs, and the simplest of abilities are closing off to you.
"Finally, I have you for myself and myself alone. Now nopony will separate us. You'll be mine, forever. For now there is nothing more for you to do, so sleep," a certain green unicorn with two cotton tissues in her nose whispers in your ear.
You suddenly feel very tired. You stumble off your chair, pancakes falling on your limp body.
"Pinkuh... Pinkuh helup," you struggle to say.
"Huh. Anon, did you say something?" Pinkie says.
"No, nothing important Pinkie! I was just saying how wonderful your pancakes are," Lyra says. She is using some sort of mimicry spell to copy your voice.
"Oh, well, thank you Anon! What a super amazing compliment! That's what friends are for!" Pinkie says.
You start to feel you body being lifted and stuffed into a burlap sack.
"Dammit Pinkie, dammit Lyra..." you say before officially drifting off to sleep.

Author's Note:

I'm so sorry for the short chapter the next chapter is going to be longer.
I honestly, truly didn't think this story would have so many views, I'm so happy I could just scream..... woohoo

Anyways More lyra to come in the next chapter stay tuned.

Special thanks to Alaborn for fixing this chapter!!