- >All around was darkness, nothing had a distinction nor a voice, just empty darkness
- >You were laying down, that was a given and breathing felt a bit harder than normal
- >Was something crushing you? There was no memory from last night so anything could have happened in that time
- >Slowly you begin to feel the panic sink in
- >Hey, wake up dumbass
- >Brain? Oh thank Celestia you're still with me! Quick what happened last night?
- >You don't remember anything do you?
- >Not a damn thing
- >Kay' cool, lets keep it that way
- >Wait what? I wana know what happened!
- >You open your eyes and try to lean forward, something still blocked the way
- >Glancing down at your chest you find Vinyl snuggled comfortably on top
- >The sight emits a silent d'aw in the back of your mind as you watch her chest softly rise and fall
- >Somwhow your able to scoot out from under her without notice
- >When you stand your back pops in three different places
- >Feelsgood.jpg
- >You take stock of whatever food you have left in your house
- >Apparently a drought happened while you were away
- >Meaning the only place in town to get something good to eat was...
- >Oh this was going to be a LONG night
- >A soft yawn comes from the other room
- >Vinyl was staring out the window at the sunrise
- >"I forgot how great the sun looked."
- >You lean on the doorway frame crossarmed
- "I thought you were always a night pony."
- >She turned her neck around to look at you with soft magenta colored eyes
- >"Not when I was a kid. I used to be in an orchestra school with a friend."
- >Her playing in an orchestra
- >That was some shit right there
- "Then why'd you become a DJ?"
- >Did she just hesitate about telling you?
- >Granted, the two of you have only known each other for a few days
- >But she should be able to trust you
- >"A friend helped me love it. I hope she's ok though."
- >Hope she is ok
- >What happened to her friend that she would hope for her well-being
- >You go to raise another question when a low growl echoes through the room
- >Vinyl blushes just a wee bit
- "Time for some food then?"
- >She nods her head
- "Great, I have the perfect place in mind for it."
- >But no, its not the perfect place
- >At least, not in the sense you were thinking
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- >Sugarcube Corner was the LAST place you wanted to go today
- >Mainly because Pinkie would flip her shit and throw a party
- >And then there would be no sleep in Equestria for three days and three nights
- >These two mares went hand in hand in the party all night sense
- >So you and Vinyl sat in the near the back of the room next to a window
- >Why the back of the room you might ask? Because it's peaceful there
- >That and the chair special made to hold your ass in
- >Pinkie brought your usual thing over as well as Vinyls special dish
- >Escentially something with blueberries and is really sour
- >Oh god it makes you crave for sugar
- >Vinyl, and Pinkie Pie for that matter, just laugh as you pucker and spit in disgust
- >Before leaving Pinkie nudges your shoulder and wispers away from Vinyl
- >"Getting it on tonight Anon?"
- >Before you can answer, or cover that blush, she bumps you with her flank and trots off
- >Vinyl gives a confused look to both you and Pinkie
- >You're able to get rid of the blush quick enough the conversations begin to flow again
- >The two of you spent the better part of an hour there without noticing
- "Guess we should head somewhere else then?"
- >"Why not."
- >The two of you stand and head off to leave
- >You pull the door open and in walks a grey earth pony with equally matching raven colored hair
- >Vinyl freezes in her tracks
- >Your gaze drifts from Vinyl to the grey pony just walking in
- >No, wait, she seems familiar-
- >OHFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
- >Octavia freezes in place when she see's Vinyl standing to her side
- >The two stare at each other for the longest time, as if everything else in the world could go fuck itself
- >And it probably has begun to do just that
- >After an eternity of silently talking with their eyes, Octavia's gaze rolls over to you
- >Ouch, the look in her eyes is both betrayal and anger
- >But why?
- >"Tavi...what are you doing here?"
- >Octavia doesn't look at Vinyl but stays with her eyes locked on yours
- >You look away from them
- >"Vacation."
- >She says it in a matter of fact sort of way, with just a hint of sharpness
- >"What about you Vinyl?"
- >Her glare turns away from you and to Vinyl instead
- >You cant see her eyes, but can tell its not a good look
- >"Um...Anon brought me along..."
- >She was sounding like a cornered rat...or like Fluttershy on a daily basis
- >"It's my vacation too."
- >The two of them continued to stare at each other in their own way
- >Vinyl shyed away from Octavia's gaze more as the moments went by
- >A tumbleweed seemed to drift through the store randomly
- >Not the best time Pinkie
- >"Oops, sorry. Bad time?"
- >Yes, yes it was
- >She wheels the cart full of weeds out through the back
- >Octavia turned her gaze back to yours after having stared Vinyl into a corner
- >She looked sad...and betrayed
- >Why?
- >"You brought her and not me, even though you've known me longer?"
- >You try not to roll your eyes
- >She was upset that you brought over a pony other than her
- "I didn't exactly bring her Octavia. Besides, I was nowhere near Canterlot."
- >She huffs
- >"You could have stopped by."
- >And lost all the bits you had brought for the trip?
- >No thanks
- "We're all here now anyways, that's what counts right?"
- >Vinyl gives you a confused look
- >Octavia looks away from your eyes at the mention of the word 'we'
- >A silence falls over the three of you for an eternity
- >Then Octavia starts to walk up to the counter
- >"I'll be at the Hay & Stay in room 203, if you want to come by."
- >You know it was only for your ears only, but she said it loud enough for Vinyl to listen
- >Like she was egging her to come with
- "Right. See ya later then Octavia."
- >She gives a huff but utters no other word
- >Vinyl nudges your leg as a sign it was time to leave
- >Like ignoring the elephant in a room, you and Vinyl leave Sugarcube Corner
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- >You open the house door and let Vinyl trudge inside
- >The walk from sugarcube was silent, as expected
- >Vinyl stared at the ground the whole time, and now just stared at the wall
- >You didn't think it was a good time to ask questions
- >But
- "So, you two were friends?"
- >She utters a soft sound from her throat but says nothing more
- "Want to talk about it?"
- >Her head shakes, along with her held back tears
- >What was so bad about meet Octavia?
- >What past did the two of them have?
- "You can tell me anytime, alright."
- >Silence
- "I'll be right back, I promised a friend I would see her after coming back home."
- >Vinyl looks at you with worried eyes
- >"Is it..."
- >She doesn't say the last word, but you know
- "No, its not. I promise."
- >...
- >"Pinkie Promise?"
- >Where did she learn that
- >For that matter, where do any of these mares learn these things
- "Alright, I Pinkie Promise."
- >You do the ritual and head out the front door
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- >You are Vinyl Scratch
- >You feel alone and scared right now
- >Seeing Tavi after that big bust
- >She still holds a deep hatred for what you did
- >On accident, but she wouldn't listen to it
- >You did it, that's all she would say
- >Now she was here, and worst of all
- >She knew Anon
- >You fall onto the couch and bury your face into one of the cushions
- >Why did Anon have to know Tavi?
- >The thought kills you inside, because in Tavi's eyes you could see her hate
- >But also
- >Protectivness
- >Like she was going to defend herself to get Anon
- >You hated the idea of having to fight for Anon
- >The both of you were perfect together, or at least, could be perfect together
- >Nopony else made you feel that way before
- >He was a great DJ and an even beter musician
- >But you
- >You are nothing next to Tavi
- >Never was or will be
- >Thats why you became a DJ in the first place
- >To be better at something Tavi was not
- >There was a phone around here somewhere right?
- >You had to make a call
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- >You are Octavia
- >And your Anon is being threatened by a..a...
- "A LATE NIGHT TRAMP!"
- >Whoa, calm down there Octavia
- >No! Shut up brain!
- >Sorry
- >He should be yours, he IS yours
- >The two of you clicked the moment you saw him
- >He was a superbe pianist and composer
- >So what gave her the right to take HIM from YOU
- >Nothing did!
- >The mere thought that Anon had brought Vinyl over instead of her was
- >Was revolting
- >First she blows your chance to be first chair cellist in the Royal Canterlot Symphony
- >But SHE ruined it
- >Ruined your chance at stardom and happiness
- >Now she was going to ruin your chance for love
- >There was going to be no way you let her do that
- >You glance at the phone across the room
- >You have to make a call
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