Title:           A Night And Day With Vinyl [Complete? Needs editing]
Author:          DarkChocolate
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First Edit:      Wednesday 27th of June 2012 06:40:13 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 27th of June 2012 06:40:13 PM CDT

   For a while now, Ive been going through bouts of depression. I don't know what started it, and i cant seem to make it go away. Such is life. Maybe I just need to wait it out. I'm getting to the point where Id rather jump off the cliffs of Canterlot, than live with myself another day. I typically resort to stuffing my face with sweets. Being a skinny guy, i think its ok to eat a few useless carbs. I take a long walk over to SugarCube Corner. Upon walking in Mrs.Cake sees that im looking a little down, and gives me my box of pastries for free. She asks if theres anything she could do for me. I Put on a smile, and tell her "Just keep making these delicious pastries, and ill be happy". Mrs.Cake giggles and wishes me a lovely day. I head over to my house, where the curtains are pulled, clothes lie on the floor, and trash takes up every inch of space. My humble abode. "Suits me just fine. Cleaning is depressing." I stand in the doorway, door hanging wide open lamenting my life. With sunlight coming in from the open door, I stare into the filth that is my house. I look down at my box of pastries, the only thing that keeps me feeling sane. "I am going to eat every single one of you" i say to the inanimate treats.
"Ive really lost it" i mumble. I sit down on my couch, or a pile of clothes, and take my first bite of pastry. Its sugary, sweet and feels like apathy. "I'm good for now". The night goes on, and i fall asleep right next to the empty box of my regret and shame. I awake shortly after falling asleep, to the sound of knocks on my door. Maybe i was imagining things, nobody ever knocks on my door. I ignore it, and bury my head under the blanket. Finding myself unable to fall asleep again, i stumble out of bed, and dress myself. I figure I'd go for a quick walk, get some fresh air.
Walking along, i hear a faint noise. It sounds like banging. Over the horizon, i see bright lights. In lieu of being stuck in my house up all night, i thought it wouldn't be a crazy idea to venture over there. Its better than doing nothing.
 
   After walking over the hill i cross a stream, and make my way to the amphitheater. "Its so loud, my head is going to explode" I think to myself. Its a free concert, it seems, and theres nobody keeping me from going in, but i just don't feel like it. "Ill just sit out here and listen. I don't want to be around all the ponys right now, anyway." I sat on boulder, that was high enough to see the stage, and the whole audience. It was pretty cool, but i couldn't help but feel sad and alone. I Could go in, but i just felt more comfortable out here, by myself. I watched the lights pulse and change colors, and i could feel my blood vibrating, even from the distance i was at. I can just imagine what its like to be up close. I muster up the courage to sneak around the back, to the stage, but quickly change my mind. I feel so desperate to do something, but i cant do anything. At that, i reluctantly jump off my rock and dishearteningly walk closer to the back of the stage. "This is a really bad idea" i say aloud. Standing on the stage, my body is vibrating from the sound of the speakers. Its a good feeling, but it cant take away the feeling of being scared and useless. I fall to the ground, and sob quietly into my arms. Trying to lose myself in the music. As unlikely as it is, i fell asleep where i sat. I was just tired...tired of being alive. I needed to rest. I dreamed that i was at this same concert. It felt terrible having relive the uncomfortableness of being too nervous to actually step into the crowd. so even in my dream i chose to sit alone on and watch from afar.
 
  "Ugh sheesh, whos that?" I grumble, awaking to somepony shoving their hoof in my back. "Whattya doin here, dude?" The mare asks. Realizing that im probably not supposed to be here, I quickly stand up, and fall back to the floor. Dizzy and seeing double, I roll over and see a group of ponys. "Who're you guys" I ask boorishly. They all look around at the same time. I close my eyes, still feeling dizzy, and i hear "I am DJ-Pon3, and You're on my stage, man." I open my eyes, and see that it is in fact Vinyl. I rub my eyes and bring myself to my feet. "Thats right, I fell asleep here" I whisper to myself. Vinyl asks "So what exactly are you doing here, man? You know this was a free concert, right?" She gets a glance at my eyes, and asks "You've been crying, dude"? Everpony but Vinyl has left, it was just me and her on the stage. If it wasn't for her glow sticks, i don't think she would have seen me in the corner over here. I wasn't sure if I wanted to answer honestly. Do I really Look like Ive been crying? Thats kinda pitiful. Pitiful enough that she felt the need to ask. But she Did ask. I replied "Yeah, Ive been crying. I couldn't sleep, so i came to see what the noise was all about. I found my way here, and then I wanted to..." I stopped myself, realizing that i really Didn't know what i was doing. I didn't even want to come here, but i just didn't want to sit at home doing nothing either. I continued "I just needed something to do, anything. I couldn't stand to be awake all night, doing nothing. I might have lost my mind." I could feel the tears swelling up and i tried to push them back. "You look terrible right about now" Vinyl rips with a smile. "If you need something to do, come on over to my place man. I'll be awake for a little longer, so we can chill out for a bit. Is that cool?"
 
Its a bit of a walk, from the amphitheater to scratchs' house. "Its such a brisk night" I mutter awkwardly, hoping Vinyl has something more interesting to say. She replies "Yeah,
 
its pretty chilly." Then asks "Whats your name anyway, huh?"
 
"Its Sam." I answer.
 
"Sam huh? Well Sammy boy Here we are, the coolest house you're ever gonna see" Vinyl proclaims.
 
"Wow, its tiny. Really tiny" Sam sneers jokingly.
 
Vinyl smiles "Only on the outside".
 
"You mean, its bigger on the inside?" Sam asks.
 
"Take a look for yourself" Vinyl gestures toward the door.
 
"Window, desk, chair, flower pot, Where do you sleep?" Sam says observantly
 
"Sleep..? Oh yeah down here" says vinyl
 
 
   She points to a narrow nook, that leads to a set of stairs. It looks like it goes down pretty far. I take one last look out the door, before i close it. I was having second thoughts, but i decide to stay anyway. At the top of the stairs, vinyl flips a light switch, and i hear music start playing. Its pretty quiet, i actually feel it more than i hear it. "Come on, lets go" Vinyl says excitingly. Making our way down the stairs, which turned out to not go too far down as it seemed, the music kept getting louder. Coming to a door, vinyl goes to open it. "Oh my Bright- flashing- loud- ugh i cant even see" Sam says, with hands over his eyes. "Let me turn some of that down for ya. Have a seat over there, dude." Vinyl says trotting over to her music desk. Looking around, as best i can with all these lights in my face, i can see that this place is pretty big. Lots of open space. The ceilings pretty high too. As the music is turned down to a tolerable level, and the lights are calm and dimmed, i can finally hear myself think again. "So whattya think man, pretty cool huh? This is where all the action happens. My rooms straight ahead, behind the desk. The Bar is to your left. The bathroom is to your right. We're in the lounge now, and the dance floor is all around." Vinyl explained. Nonchalantly turning on some upbeat trance, She continued asking "So Sammy, you show up to my concert cryin' your eyes out, then fall asleep back stage. Whats all that really about, huh?"
 
   Sitting in the dim blue light, music quietly wafting over my ears, i mull over all the things in my head. I don't really want to talk about anything. She is asking though, I cant just say nothing. I close my eyes, and take a deep breath. I look at Vinyl and get as I'm getting ready to speak, she asks me if i want something to drink. I said yes, of course, anything to prolong the inevitable. She trots to the Bar and prepares some tea. Cold Dandelion tea, with honey. She brings over the brewing jar, and sets it on the table. "That didn't take as long as I expected" Sam thought. I stare at the condensation on the jar of tea, hoping i don't say anything weird. Vinyl cues me in "SO whats up?" Seems i have to come out about it eventually. Now is a good a time as any.
 
"I'm just tired, Vinyl. Its seems that life is too much at times, and i just go about waking up each day with no real purpose. Id rather just go to sleep and not wake up most days. And i cant figure out a way to get my head straight, and i just want to get away, but i cant. I don't really know why i went to the concert last night, i didn't even want to, i just couldn't sit in my house. I needed to just get out-" Sam rambles
 
Vinyl interjects "Whoa, don't weigh me down with serious stuff man. I don't think I'll make a very good therapist. Start slow. But first, why dontcha pour yourself a glass of tea."
 
I pour the tea, my hand wet with condensation. Its almost like this jar is sweating for me, if I'm not sweating enough. Why am i always so nervous? I take a sip of the cold tea, and inhale sharply.
 
"The tea is delicious." Sam says. "What i really would like, is to not worry about everything. I feel like Ive got the world on my shoulders, and i just need to relax."
 
Vinyl replies "Sammy man, you gotta stop thinking. Just let your mind settle down. You're gonna drive yourself crazy if you keep thinking like that."
 
   Sam takes another sip of tea, drinking almost half the glass. "I know, but i cant figure out a way to settle my-" Vinyl interrupts "Dude, you gotta stop trying to figure things out. If you think too much about everything, then you cant focus on just one thing. And the one thing you need to focus on is relaxing. How are you gonna relax? By not thinking about all your problems all at once." Sam gulps down the rest of the tea, and hesitates to breathe. Vinyl hops onto the couch, and nuzzles up under my arm. "Look at me man." She says "You're gonna be fine, really. But you just need to chill out a bit. Ya know, i got something i can give ya to help with that too."
 
"What is it?" Sam asks
 
Vinyl reaches into her bag, and pulls out a small paper wrapper. "Just a piece of candy. Its ecstasy. Even a little bit will make you feel better."
 
Sam replies "Oh, im not sure about that. Whats that supposed to do to me?"
 
"Just make you feel...relaxed" Vinyl answers. "I can put it in your tea, if you dont feel comfortable taking it by itself. Trust me man."
 
"Okay, i guess thats fine." Sam reluctantly agrees. "I guess its better than letting her think i don't trust her, but do i really?"
 
   Sam thinks to himself. Vinyl stands by the bar, preparing more tea. This time shes making it warm. She brings the tea over, and fills my glass halfway. It wasn't too hot, so i drank it down all at once. Vinyl asked me how im feeling, and i told her that i felt pretty good. After sitting for a few minutes, she turned up the volume on the music, and we started dancing. The dance floor was still dim with blue lights, and there were a couple strobes flashing. I haven't felt this great in so long. I really felt like i was in paradise. I had a big smile on my face, and Vinyl looked really happy, like she had just accomplished an impossible goal. The goal of making me feel better. Not too long ago, it did seem impossible, i never thought id feel so free. We sang and danced until we were too tired to stand. I Finally crashed on the couch, and she laid on the floor next to me. "That was the best night ever"
 
I said. "Totally dude." she replied, as we both fell asleep.
 
   The morning came and i was a tad bit groggy. I nearly stepped on Vinyl as i got up. "She must be exhausted." I thought aloud. I stumbled over to the bar, still waking up. I poured a glass of water, and made some tea. While i was waiting for the tea to cool, i took a little walk around, looking at everything. Art on the wall, the shiny floor and ceiling. It was so different down here. I sheepishly opened up the door to Vinyls room. It was messy, oh so messy, but cozy. It reminded me of my house. All the clothes, and trash everywhere. At the same time, i saw a small kitchen. "I figured she had to have one somewhere. Time to make some breakfast" I thought aloud. As i was cooking, i was overwhelmed by thoughts. All the thoughts i wanted to be rid of. My mind was racing, and i didn't know what to do. I had such a great time last night, but it wasn't enough to undo everything. I hurried up and finished cooking, and thought for a second.
 
"I know. Ill take some more of that ecstasy. A little more wont kill me." Sam proclaims
 
I snuck over to the lounge, where Vinyl was still sleeping, and i took a quick look in her bag and grabbed one of those tiny wrappers. I opened it up, and dropped the tablet on my
 
tongue. "Whoa!" I was soon overcome with a feeling of euphoria and bliss. Not a thing in the world mattered at all. I quickly became more carefree as i walked back to Vinyls room.
 
I decided to eat my breakfast standing up, and on one foot. I felt so good.
 
I stepped back out of the Kitchen, and over to the lounge, only to see Vinyl rummaging through her bag.
 
Sam asks whimsically "Whatcha lookin' for Scratchy~?"
 
"Sam, did you take one of the pills from my bag" She asks
 
"Chyeah. And i feel so good too." Sam says smartly.
 
   Vinyl looked at me with a serious expression, and i just grinned at her as happy as could be. "Sam, man, last night i didnt actually put the ecstasy in your drink. You were just experiencing a placebo high. Everything you felt last night was all you. You can feel happy all by yourself, man. You don't need anything to make you feel better. I just wanted you to see that." Realizing her words weren't getting through to me, as i was just spinning around and said to her "Whoa~ tha-ts rea-lly~ cool~ Scratchy~". She got a bit emotional and let out a big sigh. She reached into her bag to grab a happy pill, then popped it on her tongue and turned up the music.