Arpeggio - Chapter 5 Pt. 1: Dig a Pony

>You and Dash had spent most of the day chatting and practicing

>You switched between Geddy, Nelson and Cyrus to see how Dash performed alongside different instruments

>She was able to transition to different play styles for each instrument

>A smooth beat for Geddy's tones

>A nice upbeat rhythm for Nelson's chords

>And a much faster beat for Cyrus' hardcore sound

>You set Cyrus on the bed beside you and sigh

>Rainbow hovers from behind the drum kit and stands in front of you

>"So where do you think Twilight is?"

"No idea. Checking the prices for the ad shouldn't take that long, should it?"

>"Not really."

>You stand and walk around the bed, looking outside the window

>The sun is setting and giving the sky an orange tint

"Think we should go look for her, Dash?"

>"Beats doing nothing."

"That it does."

>You grab Nelson and wrap his strap around your chest before exiting your room with Dash

>You both make your way downstairs and out the front door

>"Hey Anon, why don't you play something to pass the time? We -are- going to the library, right?"

"Indeed we are. And that would be across town."

>"...Well?"

"I suppose I can play something."

>You reach back and pull Nelson up, sliding the strap from your chest to your shoulder

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTEn4LvjLpA

>You strum out a few chords before beginning a series of notes and more chords

>The tune is quite relaxing

"This work for you?"

>"It sure does."

>You and Rainbow continue on the path to Twilight's house

>As you walk through town, the orange sky slowly turns a shade of blue

>Several ponies smile when they hear the soft tune

>You pass by Sugarcube Corner and Pinkie Pie, hearing that familiar sound, pokes her head out of her window and waves to you

>You nod in her direction as you walk along the road

>The moon slowly rises, lighting up the darkened town

>You stop playing as you both make it to the library

>Rainbow knocks on the door as you slide Nelson to your backside, the strap returning to your chest

>A short moment later the door opens revealing a short purple dragon

>"Hey Anon and Rainbow."

"What's up, Spike? Is Twilight here?"

>"Yeah, she is. She burst through the door in a hurry way earlier and has been tearing through the newspaper since!"

>"Weird...mind if we come inside?"

>"Come on in."

>Spike steps aside and allows the two of you to walk in as he shuts the door behind you

>True to Spike's word, Twilight is sitting on her bed flipping through the newspaper at a breakneck pace, moving to the front page and doing it all over again once she finishes

>You and Rainbow give each other confused looks before you climb the staircase and walk up to Twilight

"Uh, Twi?"

>You can feel the wind from the newspaper pages moving so fast

>She's caught up in the paper, obviously searching for something

>You place a hand on her shoulder, bringing her out of her trance

>The purple aura about the newspaper disappears as it falls to the ground

"Hey, you. Find any information?"

>She jumps off of her bed

>Her horn glows and the newspaper is lifted to your face

>On the back of the front page a certain article catches your eye

 

Musical Performance in Ponyville Concert Hall this Saturday

Featuring the Stalliongrad Symphonic and Miss Octavia as First Chair Cello

Concert begins at 7:30 i...

 

>The purple aura dissipated and the page fell to the ground

"Hey, I was reading that."

>"Don't you see the importance of it, Anon?"

>You think for a few second on the importance of a concert on Saturday

>...Nope, nothing

>You shrug and Twilight facehooves

>"Anon, there's going to be a cellist performing and if I read the definition of "First Chair" right, she's perfect for the position!"

"Position?"

>Wait a second...she's a cellist

>And the cello is like a huge bass guitar without frets

>The cellist's knowledge of the instrument could be transitioned to the bass guitar

>It may be difficult, but seeking her out may be the next step in this band thing

"Twilight, you're a genius. We gotta go to this concert. What day is it?"

>You sprew out the questions frantically

>"It's Thursday, Anon."

"Alright...well then we have a full day to prepare."

>Rainbow chimes in

>"Prepare?"

"Yes. Prepare. How else are we going to convince a concert peformer to quit the orchestra and join a band?"

>"Good point. Well we could always show her our stuff."

"We could, but she might not be impressed. She -is- a performer as well, after all."

>"So what? That doesn't make her better than us."

>Dash has a point

>More experience doesn't necessarily mean more skill or better sounds

>And the skill of one cellist can't match that of natural talent...right?

"Alright, we're going to find some way to talk to her. We're gonna attend the concert and try to get in contact with her right afterwards. Sound good?"

>Rainbow Dash and Twilight both nod

"Alright, it's a plan."