[Satyr] Rhythm

>you sleep in your bed with your mare

>its the early morning, Celestia  hasn't thought of bringing up the sun

>then you hear the low sound of dubstep

http://www.youtu.be.com/watch?v=BzjZouxo3wg

>you and your mare groan, being woken this early has to be a crime

>“its way to early for this...”

“i blame you” you say with a smile

>“haha...”she says sarcastically

“can you take this one?”

>“Shes your daughter between 11pm to 10am”

>you groan again before taking off the covers and getting out of bed

“Love you too, Vinyl”

>she snorts in her sleep

>you give a small chuckle before exiting the room and going towards the sound

 

>you stand at the door where the music is coming form, opening the door your blasted with the music fully blast almost making you def

>there stands your little Satyr, her blue lighting mane swaying in the wind and her arms going up and down

>she is waring your old shirt that you got from a concert back home

“Rhythm, do you know what time it is?”  

>she is still flailing her arms in the air not listening to you

>you sigh and walk over to the CD player and unplug it.

>she finally notice that your there “Hey! I was listening to that!”

“Rhythm, its freaking 3 in the morning, you know me and your mother has to work later”

>she puffs out her cheeks annoyed, before you sigh

“Look sweetie, i know you like this kind of music, but you need to give it a break and go to sleep”

>she glares at you “you dont like this kind of music because its new!”

“oh come on, i know what the kids like these days”

>... oh my god you become your father

>you shake it off before looking at a guitar and grab it

“Come here, ill show you what i listen to when i was your age” you sit on her bed and she soon joins you

 

>you cloths your eyes to think of a simple song to do by yourself

“ok here we go” you say, rhythm giving you bored look

http://www.youtu.be.com/watch?v=j4yeiyzy1eI

>you smile as you play the song, it reminding you of earth

>you and your father use to sing this song for the hell of it when it came on the radio

>opening your eyes, you see that rhythm has fallen asleep next to you.

>well, she gets her like of music from her mother anyway

>you smile, pick her up and put her in her bed. You ruffle her mane before exiting her room

 

>well you up anyway, why not start the morning early?

>you just wish it wasn't 3 in the morning early...

>you sigh and start to make a cup of coffee and go to the front door to grab the paper

>you open the door and...

>there's a crowd of ponies camping outside her door

>you smile,, remembering when vinyl was just a one mare show and was doing gigs in bars

>the only reason you got close to her was because you had to be her body guard, it wasn't a hard job when you first started, then she got popular and more and more ponies wanted a piece of her.

>the only reason you got to her first was because...

>“Anon? Why aren't you coming back to bed?”

>you turn to see a sleepy vinyl rubbing her eyes and wearing your shirt from yesterday

>Like mother like daughter...

“i cant sleep, im up i might as well say up” you say with a shrug

>“hm, i can see why, you had to play that awful music” she laughts

“Hey, it took you off your hooves didn't it?” you smile

>vinyl blushes a little before going to the coffee maker and taking the coffee you were making

“oh come on, that was mine” you pout

>she takes the cup in her magic, smiling to you before taking a drink of it

>when she is doing this you sneak up behind her and start to rub her ear

>she coo's, almost dropping the cup

>while she is distracted you grab the cup from her magic

>“that's not fair...” she pouts

>you smile and lean in to give her a kiss on her forehead

“ill make it up to you after the show” you smile

 

>the next few hours go by uneventful, vinyl went back to sleep because of her concert tonight and your left with ready the newspaper in the early morning

>you put down the paper as Rhythm makes her way through the kitchen with tired eyes

>she go's to the fridge and grabs the milk, she takes it in her hand and looks at it before she chugs it

>you raise an eyebrow

“i know you need your milk but...”

>she stops and looks to you, then shrugs

>you sigh as you finish your coffee, after you get up from the chair and stretch

“so what do you want to do today?” you ask

>“there's a new CD i want to get today, can we go?”  

>you sigh and look at her

“didn't you just get one yesterday?”

>“Yah, but that was a month old, they came out with a new one and i want it!”

>you sigh, smiling at her. You remember the same thing happening with vinyl, you cant say no to that face and this one is no different

“Alright i guess, there is nothing to do anyway”

>she jumps in the air with a 'YAY!'

>you smile

>she is defiantly vinyls daughter