“Lyra?”

“Yes?”

“How did the competing letters you wrote go?”

“We never got a response, so I think they just disregarded them completely.”

“I see.”

“That expression is offensive to blind ponies.”

“Spike?”

“What?”

“Lyra would never say that.”

“Apple Bloom?”

“What?”

“Why did we start RPing as Octavia and Lyra? And why are you even here?”

“Uh....” She ran out of the building.

“Lyra?” Octavia said in a place of no description, her house.

“Yes?”

“How did the competing letters you wrote go?”

“We never got a response, so I think they just disregarded them completely.”

“I see.”

“I mean, I can understand why they rejected Twilight’s, but mine was so well-written.”

“I didn’t see it, of course, but I believe you.”

“Well, it was really good.” It wasn’t.

“So that means you both lost, then?”

“Yes.”

“That’s too bad. That you lost, I mean. I don’t care how Twilight did. Not that I don’t like—”

“I understand your point.”

“Okay.”

Lyra kissed her for a minute.

“You didn’t join,” Lyra said. “I mean, that’s what I expected, but....”

“I thought it was just for the contractual obligation.”

“I guess it does that, but that isn’t what I was doing it for.”

Silence.

“Can I let my urges take over me for a moment?”

“You didn’t ask a minute ago.”

“That was because I couldn’t because of the contractual obligation. Isn’t that what I said?”

“You said the opposite of that.”

“Can I please let my urges take over me?”

“I’ll still love you.”

They kissed.

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