Title:           Spinning Records Chapter 5 - Cracks
Author:          DoubleOctave
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First Edit:      Sunday 1st of July 2012 11:40:57 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 1st of July 2012 11:40:57 PM CDT

>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