How we met (Lyra's POV)

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I was playing my harp happily when a mare with saddlebags trip.
Sweets spilled over the floor.

She was laughed at.

I stopped playing and jumped off my seat.
"What do you think you're doing?" I shouted, "Don't laugh at others mistakes! You should be helping her! Who do you think you are?"

I walked over to the cream-coated mare.

"Let me help." I began putting the sweeties into her saddlebags.

"Thanks," she said, "I'm Bon-Bon."

"You're welcome, and I'm Lyra. Lyra Heartstrings." I replied, scooping the last of the sweets into her bag.

I fetched my harp with my magic.

"Thanks Lyra." Bon-Bon said, "Would you like to come back to my house?" She else to her hooves (feet, hooves?) and blushed slightly as her nose hit mine.

"Sure." I said blushing slightly, also.
She was kinda cute.

'What am I thinking?' I thought 'I don't love a mare, do I?'

I was confused about my feelings toward her, by I knew I liked her.

I followed her to her house.

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