@Background Pony #FD1D  
She’s so flexible asf. The watercans it’s the best choise for her

who needs a pool when you got a watering can?

@DMFlutter201  

 
Mmm, Mint is a beautiful smell. <3
 
Sadly I no longer have any sense of smell… :|

@DMFlutter201  
And bug control. Peppermint oil is a powerful insect and spider repellent.

lyra can

@DMFlutter201  

 
That definitely doesn’t sound like a very bad thing. Especially if one of your plants is mint anyway. :) (We used to have mint growing in our garden…never planted it, it just appeared there and started growing, so we encouraged it)
 
These days, the only “food-like” plants we have are blackberries, which has resulted in our gardens - both front and back - becoming overrun with brambles; and a large deadly nightshade shrub, that grows right outside our front door! xD

Watering my plants will result them smelling like mint

She looks like she is made from ceramics.

Soon.

Lyra, lovely Lyra, i remember when she was my favorite pony

@fanmar  

 
Is she ? I doubt that.

It’s really cute until you realize she’s soaking in her own tears.

Should be a trashcan instead. lol gottem.  
(jk)

Seapony Lyra has found a new home.

If I fits, I sits. Just don’t ask how I fit.

All your plants will smell like mint.

@Background Pony #7DC6
 
Good pun there.

@DarkyBoode32
 
It’s quite subtle.

Lyra is apparently squeezed into a watering can.

Aww! A seapony with the mind of a cat!  
They’re studying us from afar, aren’t they?

Lyre flavoured water.

I wonder if Seapony Lyra has a periscope instead of a horn.

@Fajiminto  
“Investigator’s Journal, 5-28-20A: I have adopted a foolproof disguise that will allow me to blend in with the locals and gain me access to observations I could not have obtained otherwise. Soon I will be able to see how their touch-stumps operate at close range. The secrets of opposable thumbs are almost within my grasp.”
 
“5-28-20B: I could have planned this better. I kind of wish I hadn’t drank three bottles of mango juice before adopting this disguise, however.”
 
“5-28-20C: the specific biped I’m studying suspects nothing. NOTHING. Those ‘hands’ are marvelously intricate. I wonder what they feel like…? Perhaps I will have to find a way to obtain that data.”
 
“Lyra, if you wanted head-scritches, you know the only thing you had to do is ask, right? I promise you I don’t mind. Also, why are you monologuing from inside my watering can?”
 
“THE BIPED HAS NOTICED ME! I MUST ESCAPE AT ONCE! BUT–NO! I CANNOT ESCAPE MY DISGUISE! I’M TRAPPED! AIIIEEE! MY ONLY HOPE IS THAT SOMEONE FINDS THIS JOURNAL AND LEARNS FROM MY ERROR! SCIENCE MUST PREVAIL!”
 
“[SIGH] I’ll get the baby oil from Bon Bon. Again. And please tell me you didn’t pee in there.”
 
“Okay. I didn’t pee in here.”
 
“Lyra? Is that true? Lyra? Look at me, Lyra.”
 
“…maybe?”
 
“Ewww, Lyra. Just…ewww.”

That’s wholesome! :3

Lyra Heartstrings with a watering can