>You are sleeping peacefully in your bed, early in the morning
>It has been a while since you slept like this, you want to enjoy it as long as you can
>Suddenly the door flies open and a white blur runs through and jumps onto the bed
>“ItstodayItstodayItstodayItstodayItstodayItstodayItstodayItstodayItstoday” vinyl say over and over like a child on Christmas morning
>So much for your sleep...
>You groan loudly, you really wanted to sleep.
>You pull your pillow from underneath you and put it over your head
“five more minutes...” you moan
>“Nope!” vinyl says as You feel your pillow being dragged from your grip, you give in and let go
>looking up from your bed you see your pillow being held up with a blue aura
“Fucking magic...” you say under your breath
>“Its today!” she repeats
“What is?” you question still half asleep
>“I'm playing at sugar!” she cheers
“Vinyl, that's not until nine at night, it's...” you look over at the clock “seven!”
>You snag the pillow out of the air and put your head back on it
>“We have to prepare for tonight!” she says as she tried to yank the covers from you with her magic
“No...” you say pulling them back on you
>“Now!” she yells still pulling
“Therese no way your getting me out of bed this early!” you yell back
>Downstairs, Shots hears a loud thump from upstairs
>“So loud this morning” he says to no one
 
>So now your walking downstairs rubbing your head
>“I said I'm sorry! Anon!” vinyl says chasing you down the stairs
“Fucking unicorns...” you grumble
>Shots looks over to you and vinyl and smiles “Well, good morning anon, your up eairly”
“I was forced...” you say looking over at vinyl, she just gives a nervous grin
>You sigh then look back at shots
“Can I have some Vodka, please?”
>Shots raises a eyebrow “This early?”
>You smile “It helps me get up in the morning” you say
>Shots raises a eyebrow
“Fine... ill have a coffee” you sigh
>Shots smiles, then goes into the back for your coffee
 
>You smile as the smell of your coffee flows into the room
>Shots puts your coffee on the table and you take it and take a sip
>you smile
“No alcohol this early huh?”
>Shots gives a wink as you lift your coffee before taking another drink
>Vinyl just looks between the two of you not knowing whats going on
>“So what are you planning to do today you too?” shots ask cleaning a cup with his hooves
“Tonight's a big night for vinyl”you explain
>“Yah, tonight its my first real gig!” she cheers
> “What about playing in the bar?” shots ask
>Vinyls eyes widened
>“I... uh...”
>Shots gives a laugh and you give a small giggle before taking another drink then speak
“He's joking, vinyl” you say messing up her mane
> Vinyl gives off a little blush, embarrassed that she didn't get the joke
 
>After finishing your coffee, you head outside with vinyl to face the morning
>The sun blinds you for a minute as you look around
“Why are so many ponies outside this early...”
>Vinyl looks over too you “other ponies have jobs, they don't get to sleep in like others”
“yah yah” is your answer
>you and vinyl continue to walk down the street until you find your favorite restaurant
>Pointing over too sugar cube corner you ask “Want some breakfast?”
>Its really the only thing to look forward too in the morning. Aside from cartoons, but you havnt seen one since you where a kid
>vinyl give a smile “Sure!” is her response as she dashes for the food
>You shake your head and start after her
 
>You finally catch up to vinyl, who is waiting for you at the door
>“Your slow” she says annoyed
“I want aware we where racing” you say back
>You see her shrug and go into the restaurant, you follow behind
>The two of you find a table to site at and wait for the waiter
“So, what are you planing to do before your gig? It dosn't start till after nine tonight”
>She puts her hoof to her chin and thinks. A few seconds later she answers “Probably relax the whole day”
>She woke you up this early... to relax the whole day? You could have done that at home, in bed!
>You grumble something under your breath before speaking again “that's great...”
>She looks confused at your reaction but pushes it aside “What about you?”
“Well, other then shopping, I will probably be at the bar” you answer
>“Your always at the bar” she giggles
>You smile “Guess I am. But hey, its a good bar”
 
>The waiter comes over and takes your order, you start to look around the restaurant
>You don't see the pinkie so you guess shes working the kitchen today
>You shrug it off and turn back to vinyl
“So have you picked the music your going to play tonight?” you ask
>“I...really don't know”
“How many songs have you created?”
>“I made about fifteen songs, but only ten are really decent”
“Well, you could try them out at the party”
>Vinyls eyes widen “No! I mean, its my debut right? I want to only play the best”
“And what better way to give them a good show by trying your new songs?”
>Vinyl thinks about it for a moment, then answers “Ill think about it...”
>You give a small grin “im sure there fine”
>Vinyl returns the smile
“Just remember, when your famous, your going to be buying the food next time” you say with a wink
>Vinyl giggles a little
>After that the waiter came with your food. You eat while telling each other storys, but mostly you talk about music. She tells her time in music collage and how vinyl and octavia met. You tell your storys about how you started playing the guitar. It was all fun, until you started talking about genera of music
>“You really like that country music crap? It all sounds the same and is all winning”
“What can I say, I grew up with country music”
>“Its crap” she says again
>You shake your head. This mare went to music school? You feel sorry for octavia
“Whatever, are you done? I want to go back to the bar”
>“Isn't it a little early to be drinking? Its only half past twelve”
“Hey, its five a clock somewhere” you say with a grin
>Vinyl looks confused
>Damn ponies
“you really don't know the song?”
>Vinyl shakes her head
“Boy, you need to hear better music” you explain
>“Whats wrong with the music I play now?”
>You raise a eyebrow
“Nothing, you just need to hear other kinds of music”
>“You sound like Octavia” she says with a grin
>You shrug “We do have a lot in common”
>You get up from the table and put your bits on the table
“Ready?”
>“Yup” she says getting up
>The both of you exit the restaurant and head back, vinyl decided to go back to her place instead of the bar. You wave her off
 
>You walk down the street toward the bar but see something interesting, Some sunglasses in a old store
>You go inside and meet a old mare at the counter
>You walk over too the counter point over too the glasses “How much for the glasses?”
>She looks over too the glasses, she turns her head slowly
>“For those old thing? two bits would do”
>You put five bits on the counter, she looks at you in confusion
“its a tip, a young mare like you deserves it” you say with a smile
>She chuckles “Well, thank you”
>You walk over too the glasses and pick them up. There in pretty good shape, vinyl might like them
>You wave bye too the mare and walk back too the bar
 
>Hours of drinking and talking with shots, eight-o-clock comes around and the bar is almost empty.
>Shots nudges your arm too get your attention
>“Why don't you play a song, its too quiet in here” shot suggests
>You nod and go up too your room to grab your guitar
“What do you want to hear?” you ask shots
>Shots shrugs “a good beer drinking song”
>You smile, you know a good one
>http://www.youtube.co.m/watch?v=remQ9rMf-E8<
 
>after the song vinyl walk over too you
“When did you get here?”
>“A few minutes before you started singing, you wouldn't really kiss another colts Marefriend would you?”
>You laugh “Depends on how big he is” you say with a smile
>Vinyl shakes her head “Well, its about time he headed too my first gig!”
>Oh right
“Sure lets go” you turn to shots “Ill be back later”
>Shots nods as you head out the door
 
>At the club there is loud music and lots of ponies dancing
>Vinyl looks pale, well as pale a white pony can look
“You ok?”
>She just nods, you give a sigh
“Well, it your afraid about how you look, I have some sunglasses” you say as you hand them over too vinyl
>“Thanks” she says as she puts the sunglasses on, that seems to help her a little
>She walks over too the stage and behind the booth, as she dose a voice comes over the speakers
>“Ladies and gentle colts, please give it up for vinyl scratch!”
>http://www.youtube.co.m/watch?v=TdTpQQ5NzQs<
>You smile as she keeps playing music, you think she should be fine for now so you go over too the bar for a drink.
>When you finally get one (The bar line was huge...) you turn over to vinyl and lift your glass
“Well vinyl, good luck on your career”