Title:           Secret Melodies Part 1
Author:          Teegray
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First Edit:      Thursday 16th of February 2017 01:18:02 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 16th of February 2017 01:18:02 PM CDT

"I don't know... I don't really "fit" in here. You know?"
>You rub your arm nervously as a head in the pit of your back pushes you on to the bumping Nightclub "S4LT".
>"That's the purpose of this whole thing dude! To get you out here! Meet some ponies! Socialize!"
>Rainbow Dash. The only one to really reach out to you, and befriend the weird ape guy, bless her heart.
>Be Antoine Nonymuss, only man to safely arrive and actually live in Equestria since....well ever.
>Another push.
>"I swear to Celestia, you're more antisocial than Fluttershy! Move it!"
>The nightlife was never your scene, and frankly, this in your opinion, is the worst way to introduce someone new to the area to the locals. The most of Ponyville hasn't gotten used to yet, so what will the drug using, adrenaline junkies think?
>They'll probably stab your ass.
>"It'll be fine! Trust me! Just go in, and rub elbows! Have I ever lied to you?"
"Pony Scout cookies."
>"Besides that."
>You shrug.
>"Exactly."
>The door comes in sight, only a few feet away. Music comes from behind the door in muffled thumps, as the Unicorn bouncer motionlessly watches the two of you.
"I-I'm not good with people-ponies. What if I do something stupid?"
>Rainbow Dash lands, facehooving.
>"That's the thing Ant. You can't keep saying "what if" all the time! Sometimes you just have to go!"
>Her head turns to the bouncer.
>"This lummox is with me."
>He nods, opening the door for the two of you, the music now in full effect, booming against you.
>"Let's go Anon. I got your back."
>With a loud gulp, and sweaty brow, you follow her in, unsure of what to expect.
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"It's so bright here..."
>"Isn't it great?!"
>It's packed, with ponies either at tables chatting and drinking, or on the dancefloor doing what they consider "dancing".
>What can quadrapeds really do in that regard?
>"WHOO! Vinyl knows how to get a place bumping! I'm gonna go shake my tail!"
>You're winged running buddy takes to the sky in a spin of excitement, before facing you.
>"Look Ant, this is your chance to make some friends here. Go mingle, drink, ANYTHING. For me!"
"I thought that was Twilight's job."
>"I know! You know it's bad when I'm channelling that egghead! So get out there and do your thing!"
>She gives you a playful nudge before divebombing the crowd on the dancefloor.
>A sigh escapes your mouth as the song changes.
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"Well...here goes nothing..."
>You look around for a bit not moving.
"Huh...what exactly should I do now?"
>Still in the doorway, you start to feel anxious, as if all eyes are on you from all over the room. A panic attack is coming.
"EEEYAH!"
>You suddenly jump when a drunk stallion runs into you accidentally.
>"Oh snap...my bad maaa-hic-man! I toooooootally didn't-hic- see you-"
"I'M SORRY! I'LL GO AWAY NOW!"
>Before he can finish his sentence you weave through the various party-goers to an unoccupied corner of the club and post up there.
>You slink to the floor lamenting what you just did.
"I spazzed out like a complete moron. Holy shit. I'm cringing at myself..."
>But you can deny the feeling of safety. No one can approach you from the sides or behind.
>Taking a deep breath, you opt to wait until Dash is partied out and ready to go home.
>On the bright side, you're out of the public eye.
>Time seems to pass slowly in your little corner of solitude as song after song plays.
>Chants of "Chug" ring out from the bar, and the blue form of Rainbow can be seen downing a mug of cider.
>"Complete barbarian outings these places."
>You look over to your left and spot a Pony with a pink bowtie.
>She looks over to you.
>"Don't you agree?"
"U-uhhm..."
>She thumps her head.
>"How rude of me! To suddenly start speaking to you without an introduction!"
>She holds a hoof out to you.
>"My name is Octavia Melody. What is yours?"
>You look into her eyes and back at her hoof.
>You reluctantly take her hoof, and shake it slowly, while getting a sweet smile in turn.
"A-Antoine."
>"Pleasure."
>You retract your hand, and go back to "pony watching".
>"Do you mind?"
"Huh?"
>She motions to sitting next to you.
"Oh. N-not at all."
>She smiles again, moving to your side, facing in the same direction.
>"Such an uncouth place. If my friend didn't force me to come here, I'd be home enjoying a nice cup of tea, and my best classical hits record! I assume it's the same for you?"
>She glances your way awaiting an answer.
"Actually yeah. I'm more of a stay-at-home type..."
>"I as well. Unless I have business I never leave the house myself!"
>That makes you a little happy to hear. While Dash is your best and only friend, the two of you have nothing in common.
"How did you figure I was like that?"
>"I was sitting in the corner opposite end."
>You both let out a snicker, that goes into a hearty chuckle.
"I guess we're both wallflowers then."
>"It seems so."
>She puts a hoof to her chin.
>"Not to seem rude, but I've seen you somewhere..."
>You gulp.
"I-I'm the human thing..."
>"Oh...R-right."
>She looks around,as if searching for someone.
>"We should be okay here..."
"Huh?"
>"I-I was saying, how I was curious about your culture. Do you have Music there as well?"
>Once more time moved on, but much faster, as you and Octavia talked extensively about classical music in your world. Time flies when you're having fun.
>It's a good feeling. Having a nice conversation, and someone genuinely listening to you speak.
>What seemed like scant minutes talking, the party seemed to slow down, and clear out.
>Spotting Rainbow Dash across the room passed out in a booth, you figure that means she's done partying.
"That looks like my que."
>You nod to the unconscious Pegasus.
>"For me as well. Vinyl should be done, and I don't want to be spot-"
>She violently clears her throat.
"Be what?"
>"Late walking home with Vinyl."
"Oh. Okay then."
>She tilts her head apolpgetically at your tone.
>"I'm sorry. I was quite enjoying myself as well."
>What you're about to ask goes outside your normal personality, but-
"W-will I be able to see you again? Maybe talk more?"
>She smiles sweetly.
>"Ponyville is pretty small. I'm sure I'll see you around."
"Works for me."
>She looks around, before giving you a tight hug, and trotting away.
>You smile yourself for the first time tonight, and rise to full height.
"Welp. Time to be the designated pedestrian.
>You stroll over to Rain$ap Rocky, who's groaning, and gurgling, while spread out on the booth seat.
>"OooOOoOgh..."
"I hope it was worth it."
>She looks at you with half-lidded eyes.
>"Sh-shut up, ans help meeeeee~"
>Shaking your head, you lift the blitzed horse, and carry her out of the dispersing club, into the cool night.
>All in all, not that bad of an experience, and maybe the first stp in changing yourself. Maybe even having a social life?
>"Ant..."
"Hm?"
>You look down at a cradled Rainbow.
>"Did you have...fun?"
"Not as much as you, but yeah."
>She attempts to smirk.
>"Wh-Wha happen...?"
"I met a pony, who was just like me. We spent the whole night just talking, and she even hugged me at the end!"
>"Hee~hee...Name?"
>You blush a little, looking ahead, your cottage coming into view.
"Octavia. Ever heard of her?"
>"ZzzzzzzZZzzzz-"
>Your eyes go back to Dash who is sleeping deeply. Sounds like a chainsaw.
>Sighing, you shake your head.
"I'll tell you all about it tomorrow."
>This pony.
>But, Octavia though. Will you see her again? To do that, you'd have to leave the house...
>You had a wonderful dream last night. About Octavia.
>Sure it may be soon to think of someone like this, but you feel you've found a possible friend for life.
>Can't even recall how long you've been here, and hung around only Rainbow. The earlier years, you remember the girls doing anything the can to try to find you someone you could be with without feeling so anxious, and intimidated with, and utterly failing. Dashie however forced her way in, and while you opposed it completely, deep down it made you happy, someone refused to quit, and now look at the two of you.
>She's sleeping in the bed with you.
>And it's not fucking weird.
>Warmth begins to creep upon your face. Almost like a personal greeting from Celestia herself.
>Your eyes flutter open, and look out to see the sun beginning its ascent, starting the day.
>Lifting a draped blue hoof resting on your chest, you slide out of bed stretching, making all sorts of pops and cracks.
>Rainbow will be up soon, and nursing a massive headache. Better start breakfast.
"You'd think I'm married to this horse..."
>Traversing the cold wooden floor barefoot you head to the kitchen, and pull a box or instant pancakes from your cupboard, and get to work.
>Within moments the house is filled with the scent of wheat, and honey. Just because it's instant doesn't mean you can't Bobby Flay it right?
>SKKKKKIIII-
>You look over your shoulder.
"So nice of you to join me, party animal."
>Rainbow Dash is up, and at the table, with purple bags under her eyes.
>"Shut it. You didn't sleep with me did you? My body is sore."
"I'm afraid not this time. It might be the crashing into things when drunkenly stumbling through my halls to "work"."
>You bring a plate of pancakes over to her.
>"I'm never drinking again..."
>She holds her head.
"Until you do drink again."
>"Hmmmrh!"
>She grumbles like Marge Simpson.
>You chuckle, and work on fixing your own plate.
>"You're unusually happy today. Did something happen last night?"
"Well..."
>"Wait. You didn't really sleep with me did you?! I know it's pretty good Ant, but I was drunk, and that's technically rape!"
>You give her an annoyed look.
>"I was just kidding! I know about your little hoochie mama from last night. You told me."
"Where did you even learn that word?"
>"You said it when you saw a picture of Cadance. Remember?"
>Note to self. Keep Earth slang to yourself.
"Sh-she's not a "hoochie mama". She's one of the coolest ponies I've met so far!"
>Dash stops eating for a moment.
>You roll your eyes.
"After you."
>"And don't forget it bucko! Continue."
>Jesus christ.
"...Anyway, her name is Octavia, and we actually have a lot in--"
>Dash does a spittake, sending pancake chunks everywhere.
"You're cleaning that up later."
>"OCTAVIA? That stuck up, prissy snob was at S4LT?! HAH!"
>You cross your arms, as Dash falls to the ground guffawing like a fool.
"I'm failing to see the humor in this."
>She wipes a tear from her baggy eyes.
>"I hate to be the one to tell you, but that chick is a complete blue blood jerkbag. She had to have been sauced up to be in there with us "Rapscallions" or whatever she says in her "Puuuuuurrissy Fancy Schmancy A-langwige~"!"
>She turns her nose up while saying this.
"Octavia wasn't like that with me! She was well-spoken, and didn't seem one for the party scene sure but, other than that, she was really pleasant."
>Rainbow shakes her head.
>"I hate to tell you dude, but she refuses to remove the stick, and I can prove it."
>Now you're starting to get mad. Since when did Rainbow have the right to judge who you befriend? An outsider looking in at the two of you might say she's bad for you.
"Yeah? And how do you plan to do that?"
>"Simple. We'll go see her, and you can witness it for yourself!"
>This sounds like Drama. You don't like drama. Especially when women are involved, but hey-
>You can see Octavia again!
"...Okay. I'll humor you this time, just to prove you wrong."