As with any relationship, things can become stagnant after awhile. There's still that magic that brought the two together, but for every good there is a bad. For every spark that brings the two together and the stories that they'll share, there's the times that nothing really happens. It's going through the motions that always seem to hurt the most. It feels like the relationship isn't going anywhere, and when those thoughts start coming, the two worry that it may be the end. That things have run their course. Nothing lasts forever.

Lyra and Bon-Bon had been together so long that many other Ponyvillians had a hard time picturing one without the other. They accompanied each other practically everywhere they went. They had little eccentricities that only the other knew about, like Lyra's pretending she's a mermaid when taking a bath and Bon-Bon's haiku writing about things that happen in her life.

Well excuse me I

Didn't put those in my bag

Give me free apples

They remembered how they met. It was in filly school, first day, they sat next to each other when they walked in. Lyra's lunch fell out of her saddle she slung over her seat and Bon-Bon picked it up for her. They seemed to just click after that. They shared the same interests, humor, they got their cutie marks the same day. Lyra played lyre in music while Bon-Bon baked in home-ec, both of them getting the best grades in class that day, and ran out to meet each other in the hall. What a surprise each got when they discovered their best friend got their cutie mark, too.

After school ended, they decided to get a place together. Lyra played music for various functions around town and Bon-Bon kept the home tidy. It worked well. Lyra was the more outgoing of the two but couldn't clean well, while Bon-Bon wasn't as comfortable in a public setting but enjoyed keeping a happy home. The yin to each other's yang.

After all the years they were together, they hit a rut. They still felt that tingle when they saw each other or spent time together, but it wasn't as strong. Bon-Bon's homemaking seemed to get a little sloppy, not that Lyra really noticed, while Lyra's playing felt uninspired as of late, not that Bon-Bon seemed to care. Lyra's bathtime imaginings were getting less magical, and Bon-Bon's writing didn't have that same edge.

Here's another batch

They're undercooked but still you

Eat them anyway

It had been a trying year for the two. They still celebrated Winter Wrap-up and each other birthday's with the same spirit as always, those days were still special. It was in between that felt listless. Best Friends Day was tomorrow, but they didn't finish each other's gifts yet. They were worried about disappointing the other. It was hard to sit across from your favorite person and see they struggle to say something nice about a gift they don't want. It's like they could see that you didn't really try.

Lyra and Bon-Bon wanted to make sure their Best Friends Day was going to be the best the two had spent together. Bon-Bon was going to ask around the other ponies in town to see what they thought she should get Lyra. She figures if she could get a few helpful hints, she could make sure the gift would be great and help rekindle the spark they started with.

Lyra had the same idea. She was going to ask a few of the other ponies that knew Bon-Bon pretty well what would make the perfect gift. By the end of the day, they would each have the perfect idea of what the other wanted and could make the gift exchange magical.

They left in the morning, after saying good-bye to each other in their special idiosyncratic way and went out in opposite directions into Ponyville. By this time tomorrow, each thought, they would have the perfect gift for their very best friend.