Title:           Vinyl's Tour
Author:          Xilies
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First Edit:      Thursday 9th of April 2015 08:28:58 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 9th of April 2015 08:28:58 PM CDT

>The droplets of water drip down your Manehattan apartment window.
>You are Vinyl and you can't stop nervously tapping a hind hoof against the coffee table.
>You weren't even this anxious for your first gig.
>Catching a glimpse of Octavia rounding the corner behind you in the reflection of the window snaps you out of a trance.
>"Vinyl, you're going to smash the glass in..."
>You sigh as she deposits the tray of drinks she was balancing on her back onto that same table.
>"Had a nice rhythm to it though!" She smiles as she takes a drink and elegantly plops down on the couch next to your slouched form.
>You hadn't even noticed that the taps were going to the beat of your opening track for your first tour.
>The same tour that thousands of fans will be there for.
"UUUUUHHHHHhhhhhhhhggggmmpphhh...."
>Octavia acts as a fluffy pillow when you droop your face into her side.
"Ah gernor ughbout this..."
>...
>"What? Vinyl stop matting my fur!"
>You stop drooling on her, sit up, and take another cup of wine.
>Your marefriend never had proper alcohol around.
"I don't know about this Tavi, what if they don't like it?"
>"The new album? I'm sure they will. Even I like it!"
"Yeah, that's saying something."
>The audio interfaces in the corner of the admittedly lavish apartment call for your attention.
>There's only a bit more polishing to be done before you're ready for tomorrow night.
 
>The mare beside you nudges your flank.
>"Vinyl, listen. You need to stop stressing out, I know you're ready for this. Yeah, it's the first day but ponies here at Manehattan already adore you."
"I know but what if something goes wrong. Like, what if I blow the speakers or the stage falls apart!"
>She gives you a deadpan stare.
>"I'm staring at the only mare I know that's insane enough to spend 3 full days ensuring every bolt to your performance is as tight as it can be."
>You smirk at that.
>Deep down, you know every thing's gonna work out.
>Even further down, you know that you've had a bit more to drink tonight than is necessary.
>That doesn't stop you from noticing that Octavia managed to scoot just mere inches from you.
"Whaaaat are you doi-"
>"Tomorrow's concert is in good hooves. Your manager has it all *hic* managed."
"Tavi?"
>"Nooothing to worry about tonight."
>She puts her glass down. That's when you notice.
>Your magic engulfs the glass and you take a swig.
"Yo, that's not wine. Where did you get Wild Pegasus from?"
>"Doesn't matter."
>She's got that look.
>The pitter patter of the rain stops, leaving a nice spring night ahead of you and your marefriend.
>A multitude of clubs lighten their neon signs as the various strips of Manehattan spark to life.
>She's right. There's nothing to worry about your tour except for the possible loss of hearing.
>The window is replaced by Octavia's face who goes in for a kiss.
>She pushes you down on the couch with her laying on you, not letting go of the connection.
>A rub of your forehoof against her marehood elicits the moan you've learned to love.
>This tour is exactly what you needed.