>you sleep in your bed with your mare
>its the early morning, Celestia  hasn't thought of bringing up the sun
>then you hear the low sound of dubstep
http://www.youtu.be.com/watch?v=BzjZouxo3wg
>you and your mare groan, being woken this early has to be a crime
>“its way to early for this...”
“i blame you” you say with a smile
>“haha...”she says sarcastically
“can you take this one?”
>“Shes your daughter between 11pm to 10am”
>you groan again before taking off the covers and getting out of bed
“Love you too, Vinyl”
>she snorts in her sleep
>you give a small chuckle before exiting the room and going towards the sound
 
>you stand at the door where the music is coming form, opening the door your blasted with the music fully blast almost making you def
>there stands your little Satyr, her blue lighting mane swaying in the wind and her arms going up and down
>she is waring your old shirt that you got from a concert back home
“Rhythm, do you know what time it is?”  
>she is still flailing her arms in the air not listening to you
>you sigh and walk over to the CD player and unplug it.
>she finally notice that your there “Hey! I was listening to that!”
“Rhythm, its freaking 3 in the morning, you know me and your mother has to work later”
>she puffs out her cheeks annoyed, before you sigh
“Look sweetie, i know you like this kind of music, but you need to give it a break and go to sleep”
>she glares at you “you dont like this kind of music because its new!”
“oh come on, i know what the kids like these days”
>... oh my god you become your father
>you shake it off before looking at a guitar and grab it
“Come here, ill show you what i listen to when i was your age” you sit on her bed and she soon joins you
 
>you cloths your eyes to think of a simple song to do by yourself
“ok here we go” you say, rhythm giving you bored look
http://www.youtu.be.com/watch?v=j4yeiyzy1eI
>you smile as you play the song, it reminding you of earth
>you and your father use to sing this song for the hell of it when it came on the radio
>opening your eyes, you see that rhythm has fallen asleep next to you.
>well, she gets her like of music from her mother anyway
>you smile, pick her up and put her in her bed. You ruffle her mane before exiting her room
 
>well you up anyway, why not start the morning early?
>you just wish it wasn't 3 in the morning early...
>you sigh and start to make a cup of coffee and go to the front door to grab the paper
>you open the door and...
>there's a crowd of ponies camping outside her door
>you smile,, remembering when vinyl was just a one mare show and was doing gigs in bars
>the only reason you got close to her was because you had to be her body guard, it wasn't a hard job when you first started, then she got popular and more and more ponies wanted a piece of her.
>the only reason you got to her first was because...
>“Anon? Why aren't you coming back to bed?”
>you turn to see a sleepy vinyl rubbing her eyes and wearing your shirt from yesterday
>Like mother like daughter...
“i cant sleep, im up i might as well say up” you say with a shrug
>“hm, i can see why, you had to play that awful music” she laughts
“Hey, it took you off your hooves didn't it?” you smile
>vinyl blushes a little before going to the coffee maker and taking the coffee you were making
“oh come on, that was mine” you pout
>she takes the cup in her magic, smiling to you before taking a drink of it
>when she is doing this you sneak up behind her and start to rub her ear
>she coo's, almost dropping the cup
>while she is distracted you grab the cup from her magic
>“that's not fair...” she pouts
>you smile and lean in to give her a kiss on her forehead
“ill make it up to you after the show” you smile
 
>the next few hours go by uneventful, vinyl went back to sleep because of her concert tonight and your left with ready the newspaper in the early morning
>you put down the paper as Rhythm makes her way through the kitchen with tired eyes
>she go's to the fridge and grabs the milk, she takes it in her hand and looks at it before she chugs it
>you raise an eyebrow
“i know you need your milk but...”
>she stops and looks to you, then shrugs
>you sigh as you finish your coffee, after you get up from the chair and stretch
“so what do you want to do today?” you ask
>“there's a new CD i want to get today, can we go?”  
>you sigh and look at her
“didn't you just get one yesterday?”
>“Yah, but that was a month old, they came out with a new one and i want it!”
>you sigh, smiling at her. You remember the same thing happening with vinyl, you cant say no to that face and this one is no different
“Alright i guess, there is nothing to do anyway”
>she jumps in the air with a 'YAY!'
>you smile
>she is defiantly vinyls daughter