Requiem Rivalry: Part 1"Dubstep!"
The familiar voices echoed throughout Princess Celestia's castle as the regal cellist Octavia exchanged a verbal battle with the disc-jockey Vinyl Scratch. The Grand Galloping Gala had just ended, and upon Vinyl's self-proclaimed 'fashionably late arrival', the two rivaling musicians had once again sparked up a pointless debate.
"You just couldn't possibly understand the true beauty of classical music!" Octavia exclaimed.
"You just refuse to let some good music rock your eardrums for once in your stuffy, miserable life!" Vinyl yelled in reply.
"Why, you obnoxious little party freak! You wouldn't know a good tune if it beat your flank halfway across Equestria!"
"And you call your slow, weak songs 'good'? Ol' Granny Smith in Ponyville knows my kinda music's way better than yours, and she's half deaf!"
Octavia immediately pointed her bow at Vinyl, glaring angrily at her.
"You've no right to be here, Vinyl Scratch. You're a simple party unico
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"V-Vinyl, what has g-gotten into you?" Octavia mumbled through a shower of kisses and nuzzles, the unicorn being more aggressively affectionate than usual.
"You just look sexy tonight." She responded sensually, forcing her lover back even further towards their bedroom.
" I wouldn't worry about what's gotten into me but you might wanna think about what's gonna get into you " She whispered in her ear in the most sensual tone she could muster. Octavia's face turned a deep shade of crimson, returning the kisses almost as intensely as her partner.
The kisses grew more intense and more frequent with every passing moment, the brown pony finally forced onto her back when her rear legs made contact with the bed. Vinyl immediately straddled Octavia, continuing to shower her with gentle kisses and brushes of her mane, her tail gently twirling itself around her lover's.
Octavia's mind was in a flurry. 'Vinyl is being more aggressive than usual I could DEFINITELY g
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-SixThe quartet of acquaintances finally departed the side room. With the truce now in place, Zimmer sighed as he looked at his watch. It had taken the pair of string instrumentalists an hour to essentially tell one another to be quiet and play the notes. This job was too taxing for an elderly stallion. After his paycheck went through, he'd book a nice, permanent holiday to the beaches of Sri Llama.Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Six4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl and Bonbon got comfortable in the seating area once again, while Lyra and Octavia reclaimed their space on the stage. Each found the sheet music they had scattered around in their standoff, and pored over it together. Octavia noted an interesting point in the notations scattered over the page, sparking her interest into the nature of the musical piece.
"Intriguing, he has your harp playing in lieu of a guitar. I imagine he couldn't find a guitarist to match your ability?"
"Nor a bassist to match yours. Hmm, I hope this is more than just a hashed together band, Octavia."
"I'm sure it will
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Mounting entries on her to-do list coupled with a draining amount of time in which to attend to them had made Octavia somewhat irritable. The night of the Gala was upon them, and she was expected to be in attendance with her ensemble in no less than an hour. As such, it was very much to her chagrin that she discovered Vinyl asleep on the bed, where she should have already begun changing into her outfit.
A burst of sharp jabs to the stomach remedied the situation, and Vinyl's bleary eyes were met with the sight of a rather indignant Octavia bearing down on her.
"Vinyl, are you asleep?!"
A brief respite was given from the intent glare, as Vinyl's hooves shakily rubbed her eyes.
"Yeah...I was, what's up?"
Octavia practically cuffed Vinyl to her hooves, her benevolence somewhat lessened by copious amounts of stress, and an impatient cart driver waiting outside to bear them away to the palace.
"You're what's meant to be up! Come on! Ge
Allegrezza - Part SixteenVinyl finally managed to dislodge the treacherous treat from her trachea with a fit of heaving coughs, aided by Bonbon's frantic hoof patting her back to help her along. She had to admit, she was glad the cupcake had been ejected before somepony started the Hooflich Maneuver on her. Her normally porcelain-white face was blushing a similar shade to her eyes, and her heart was fighting against her rib cage as if it wanted to escape before the whole respiration thing got a little ugly.Allegrezza - Part Sixteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bonbon leaned back from her vigorous back patting, glancing at the tray before setting it out of both their reaches. "No problem at all. Sorry if I shocked you."
Her breathing had improved, but the blushing only increased. "Shocked? I'm not shocked, I'm cool with fiillyfo-with being with mares and all, it's okay. Just that yeh, I didn't know you could actually marry another mare."
Bonbon giggled into her hoof, her beige cheeks lighting up slightly. She was especially quick
Allegrezza - Part Nine+Octavia brandished her chocolate-pickle tipped spear at Vinyl's muzzle, who had her own stick locked between her teeth. The two stared each other down, willing the other to make the first strike. It was Octavia who made the first light jab, aiming for Vinyl's mouth. Vinyl parried the stick with a deft move of her own, poking Octavia's cheek for good measure. Octavia jabbed once more, pulling back as Vinyl moved to block the attack, then bombing the pickled onion straight into her open mouth. She laughed triumphantly, a wicked grin spreading across her face as Vinyl grimaced at the taste in her mouth.Allegrezza - Part Nine+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To an outside observer, this may have presented itself as being slightly foalish. However, the barcolt had drawn differing conclusions to what a pony with a closer view and a cleaner mind may have created. He coughed lightly; a professional cough, perfectly calculated to be audible, but not intrusive. Truly, learning to cough in the right manner was half a barcolt's job, the other half - s
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"Come on Tavi, Why not?!" asked a mildly irritated Vinyl Scratch.
"I'm not going to tell you again. Just no, I refuse." replied Octavia, she was getting more annoyed by the second. She also hated it when the filly unicorn used that name for her.
Since their classes at Canterlot's Academy for the Musically Gifted ended for the day, Scratch hadn't left the young grey filly's side. It was their last day of classes before their week long study break, and the white unicorn was trying to get Octavia to go out with her. For months now, Scratch had developed a huge crush on Octavia and made it her goal to ask her out. During their entire time at the academy, the two fillies never really saw eye to eye. They were constantly butting heads with one another, mostly due to the fact that they were each other's biggest competition. Scratch was well known all around the school for her amazing beat mixing talent, as well as her reputation as a player among the other fillies. Octavia o
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-ThreeOctavia set the case on the stage, deftly flicking open the clips and unveiling the instrument within. The whole situation was much calmer now, especially in contrast to her ragged nerves that night. Zimmer knew her skill and prowess, she had nothing to prove this time. Instead, she simply had to learn the notes required for her.Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Three4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Learning was something that came relatively naturally to Octavia. Truly, any musician worth their salt-lick was also a fast learner. Decoding notes, rhythm and timbre at a speed ponies of other professions found difficult to match. Octavia's own specialty was more the art of learning and understanding a piece. Looking beyond the notes and timing to the emotion behind it, mimicking the composer's emotion and intent with each saw of her bow. If she were to try, she could most likely learn any instrument she wished to. It was simply a matter of preference and habit that she stayed loyal to her cello after all these years.
It was a gift from her father, no less. A
Allegrezza - Part Seven+Vinyl snuck the tip of her hoof under the record, flicking it so that the record somersaulted up into the air, before catching it with her teeth. She bowed and thanked her audience, before revealing her iridescent grin to Octavia. Octavia was loathe to admit it, but Vinyl had thrived without the aid of her horn. Though she had to give Vinyl her due, she was glad the show had went without any catastrophic failures that would culminate in the mob storming the stage. Octavia still had to buy the drinks tonight, though.Allegrezza - Part Seven+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So, Octy. Shall we head to the bar for those drinks you owe me?"
Octavia tried her best to save face. Which, for her, meant she took up a huffy posture with her forelegs crossed.
"I suppose, considering I lost my wager. It must be said that you did well tonight. However...I'd prefer somewhere with a bit more..." She glanced at the clientele, noting the general slack-jawed look of them all. "...Liveliness, and some elegance to boot."
"Y'know, Octy. For once, I'm feelin' the
Allegrezza - Part EighteenVinyl had, true to her word, spent the intervening time between Octavia's departure and subsequent arrival eating roughly half her body mass in chocolate fondue treats. It had essentially culminated in a conveyor-belt like motion with the waiter simply depositing a pile of marshmallows, fruit and sweets next to the fountain, and leaving her to it. She was in the very careful process of levitating a stick made of three skewers held together by marshmallows coating every millimetre of it's length into the cascading confectionery goodness. Who would have fruit with chocolate anyway?Allegrezza - Part Eighteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was in this precise zone of concentration that rarely came to Vinyl, that Octavia found her. Or, more accurately, Octavia sidelined in her a full-body-tackle-come-crushing-hug. After recovering the air from her lungs with a few gasping breaths, Vinyl looked up to see the overbearing grin on Octavia's face.
"You..got the...place then?"
Octavia nodded her head in a rapid manner that seemed capable of s
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-One"I suppose I could hardly have expected an emotionally searching evaluation of last night, then?"Allegrezza - Part Twenty-One4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aww, come on. When was I ever big with emotions and stuff?"
Octavia shifted slightly, causing her stomach to quake. It was far later than her usual breakfast time, maybe she should break away from Vinyl for a moment to gather up some food.
"Are you hungry, Vinyl?"
"Sorta, got any Cheerileeos?"
"I have pancakes. Will pancakes do?"
"Only if they're the big, flat pancakes. Not those little, fat dumpy ones."
Octavia groaned. "Yes, yes, I will make you some crepes. You'll just need to get off me first."
"As you wish."
Octavia braced herself against the sofa's back, pushing Vinyl onto the floor. She casually stepped over her, before going into the kitchen to prepare their pancakes. Vinyl took a minute or two to realise what had happened, before she regathered her tangled pile of limbs and got back onto her hooves. She trotted over to the
Allegrezza - Part TenVinyl carried her alcohol with roughly the same precision that she carried herself while under its influence. In effect, not very well at all. A hoofful of Stagner's bottles later, and she devolved into a barely coherent mass of stumbling limbs and slurred speech. While it had crossed the minorly tipsy Octavia's mind to simply let her walk home, and maybe watch at a distance with a box of popcorn, she decided it was for the better to help her somewhere safe where she could allow her liver to slog its way through the backlog of alcohol in her system.Allegrezza - Part Ten4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thankfully Vinyl's choice in the winebar for the night had placed them within reasonable distance of Octavia's apartment. So Octavia had opted to take her home, (not that Vinyl was anywhere near capable of conveying a yay or neigh on that question.) It was due to this turn of events that Octavia found herself half-propping, half-dragging Vinyl to her home. In essence she had become a ponified crutch, and admittedly, her alcohol intake for t
Allegrezza - Part NineteenVinyl barely breathed, hardly even dared to blink her eyelids. It wasn't a tense silence when Octavia's cello finally fell silent, her private concert completed with a fluttering crescendo. No, it was the calmest silence Vinyl had ever experienced, a moment which neither pony wanted to break.Allegrezza - Part Nineteen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She could almost sense the fine, spidersilk-like strands that bonded her and Octavia together for that one, infinite moment. The moment that simply hung time in the air, the sensation of the bond feeling stronger, sturdier, yet one soft whisper would blow the moment away. She simply lay were she was, Octavia's head resting on her shoulder, that adorable little manedo she had falling across Vinyl's chest. She wasn't even sure if she was awake, she seemed as peaceful as a pony in the deepest realms of sleep.
However, Octavia was, in fact, of this waking world. She still felt detached from it, like Equestria was rushing past around them, while they experienced everything each second could offer to th
Requiem Rivalry: Part 2The next morning, Vinyl's eyes opened to a familiar pair of lavender irises.Requiem Rivalry: Part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Octavia? What...what happened?"
"You passed out from the shock," she answered. "Oh, and you might not want to move your right foreleg too much. It's not in the best shape."
Vinyl looked over at a clock on the nightstand, almost jumping up when she realized the time.
"I'm late for class!"
The pain shot through her body from her sudden movement, and at the same time, she took notice of something else wasn't amiss.
"...You're...not in class, Octavia..."
Octavia smiled. "I worked something out. I went to the principal this morning and explained the situation. Reverb and Distort were immediately called in and suspended before my very eyes, and your teachers are going to send your work here with somepony. They also asked somepony to stay with you and keep you up to date on the material."
"Well, where are they?" Vinyl asked.
Octavia gave her a smile and lightly bopped the unicorn's forehead with her hoof, causing he
Allegrezza - Part Six+Octavia had spent much of the last hour preparing herself to see Vinyl's, 'gig.' She had ensured her mane was correctly combed and conditioned to its usual lustrous sheen. Her bow-tie was carefully tied around her neck, which was no small feat considering the inherent clumsiness of the hooves she was forced to use. A final glance at the mirror, a proprietary shot of Glenmorangie to start the night, and she felt ready to watch as Vinyl acted upon her wager. The dinner had went well, all things taken into account. The majority of it was idle chatter, to be fair, but she had promised to watch Vinyl play tonight, at the very least to ensure she held up her end of the bet. Octavia was always a mare of her word.Allegrezza - Part Six+4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her cello remained at home, the lack of its familiar bulk and weight made Octavia almost feel like a feather. She had always carried her cello, everywhere. One never knew when the chance to play to an audience, or practice a sheet would emerge, and Octavia liked to be kept on the tip
Allegrezza - Part Thirty-OneThe midnight moonlight crept through the curtains, illuminating the room within. Eerie protrusions burst forth from the floor and walls, casting grim and wavering shadows that seemed to stalk their way across the room. Octavia had never enjoyed nighttime, her night sight had never been something to shout about. Sadly, Vinyl's room was full of all manner of debris, casting irregular pony-shaped shadows onto her imagination.Allegrezza - Part Thirty-One4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The problem being, of course, that Octavia couldn't sleep. But an hour ago, this had been something of an advantage during the nighttime activities. Now though, it kept her mind turning over the same niggling doubts, snowballing them into overbearing worries and trepidations. She glanced at her...partner. She supposed that was the correct term, was it not? It had been a worryingly infrequent label that she had been unable to apply to many other ponies. Yes, the insufferably idiotic- yet practically saintly - mare laying beside her was her partner. Octavia felt assure
Three's a Crowd: Chapter Twenty-FourThe following morning was anything but peaceful.Three's a Crowd: Chapter Twenty-Four4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Madeline woke up slowly, feeling her joints popping and muscles slowly coming to life as she began to move. She sat up in bed, her vision blurry. She looked around a bit, searching for her glasses. She put them on, and immediately her vision was clear. She brought a hoof to her face, and could still feel the moisture from her tears. She looked at her pillow to find a dark spot where she laid her head.
Did I really cry that much? Thanks to Kester, I slept very soundly...I should do something nice for him. Breakfast, maybe? She got out of bed and opened her bedroom door to the sound of snoring. She trotted over to where Kester was sleeping, his snoring sounding like a saw going through wood. He was asleep on his back, his legs splayed out in every which direction, his mouth hanging open.
My goodness, Kester...sleep with your mouth open like that and- Madeline's thoughts ground to a deafening halt as her eyes traveled south. H
Three's a Crowd: Chapter Thirty-FiveThe smell of burnt wood and pastries still filled the air as Octavia and Vinyl made their way towards Lyra and Bonbon's home. They saw the firefighter carriage speed past them, headed back to the fire station. "I gotta say, they got there pretty quickly. If they took any longer than they did, the fire woulda spread." Vinyl said as they walked. At this point, many other ponies had come out of their homes, having both heard the explosion and smelled the fire. A group of them were making their way towards Sugarcube Corner to inspect the damage and check on the Cakes, others merely milling about as they tried to figure out what exactly happened. They eventually bumped into Lyra and Bonbon, who had come out of their home after hearing the commotion.Three's a Crowd: Chapter Thirty-Five4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Octavia, Vinyl! Did you hear about what happened? There was an explosion at Sugarcube Corner and it caught fire and nearly burned to the ground! Oh, I hope nopony was hurt..." Bonbon said, clearly shaken by the events. Lyra was standing close t
Three's a Crowd: Chapter Thirty-One"Are you sure you don't need anything else?" Madeline asked, filling up Octavia's saddlebags with whatever she could think of that she might need.Three's a Crowd: Chapter Thirty-One4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"I am positive, Mother. We have everything we need." Octavia sighed, allowing her mother to dote a little more before they left.
"Don't forget the letter I wrote. It's crucial that Marianna and I communicate over this. You also need to deliver the news of the wedding to them so that they can begin to make arrangements as well." Madeline instructed.
"Yes Mother. I know what to do." Octavia smiled. "No need to worry so much."
"It's wha' we do, dear. Soon enough, ye'll understand." Kester winked. "Vinyl, A'm trustin' ma' daughter to ye. Ye've proved capable o' protectin' her thus far. Keep up the good work," he smiled, nudging her shoulder with a hoof.
"You got it, Kester. She's just as important to me as she is to you, so you don't have worry." Vinyl grinned, taking her place at Octavia's side.
"Take care, Mother. We will send mail once we are
Showmareship"Booo! Get off the stage!" The brown, spiky haired stallion yelled. His words were echoed by those around him. They could be heard amidst the murmur of the crowd, which had taken a turn for the worse. Twilight struggled to remain calm in the presence of such open hostility, not to mention the odd ballistic vegetable, and carried on.Showmareship4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"So, you'll all, uh, notice there's nothing up my, um, s-sleeve..." Twilight was sweating buckets and her voice resembled Fluttershy with a heavy cold.
"You're not wearing anything with sleeves!" A wag at the back shouted. The crowd laughed again and somepony else launched a tomato at the little purple pony. It impacted with the top hat she'd been forced to wear and knocked it off with a splat, leaving Twilight stood stock still on the stage. Her horn began to flare up, and before she knew it she'd vanished with a small pop.
Though she didn't know it, the crowd cheered.
Twilight Sparkle, amateur showpony and talented mage, crashed into the trailer s
Truth: Part Fifteen"Well, you look happy this morning."Truth: Part Fifteen4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There was a long pause in Vinyl's kitchen, wherein Vinyl was doing anything but listening to Lyra. The mint unicorn's irritation showed.
"Huh? Oh, hi Lyra. Didn't see you there."
Vinyl's eyes furrowed. She didn't want to be broken from her reverie, especially if it was only to say hello to Lyra. Lyra scowled and stepped close to her white counterpart, trying to keep her attention.
"Why do you look so chipper this morning? Mornings aren't really your thing, you know."
It took all of Vinyl's self-control to not roll her eyes. She always got really sick of Lyra telling her about herself like she didn't know. Her irritation washed away quickly, though, as she remembered why exactly she was in a good mood on such a chilly, grey autumn day.
"Just in a good mood, is that okay?" Irritation laced Vinyl's words in spite of the imploding levels of happiness she felt inside.
"Well yeah. I mean, I'm not telling you you can't be happy.
Three's a Crowd: Chapter Twenty-FiveThe pair continued their walk towards Octavia's home, watching other ponies walk past. What Vinyl found strange, was that Octavia was greeted by every pony that passed them by. After the tenth greeting, Vinyl spoke up.Three's a Crowd: Chapter Twenty-Five4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Who DON'T you know in this town, Octy? Maybe we shoulda sent mail in advance to have a parade set up," she joked.
"This is a fairly small town as you have clearly seen, so it is not surprising that everypony remembers me. That and I would send letters back to my parents after a successful performance. I like to keep them in the loop. That is probably why the last few ponies told me that they were fans of my work."
"Eh. My music isn't something my parents would wanna listen to, so I don't really think they'd care all that much." Vinyl said flatly.
Octavia frowned. "Vinyl, you give them too little credit. You saw how happy they were to see you, and how emotional a departure we had. Is it not time to let go of the grudge you hold?"
"I guess...I still think your parents are
Three's a Crowd: Chapter Forty-TwoVinyl woke up at the crack of dawn, quickly slipping out of bed without disturbing Octavia. Bonbon had done the same with Lyra, quickly going into one of the drawers and retrieving a scarf from within. The two met downstairs, and quietly slipped out the front door into the early morning light.Three's a Crowd: Chapter Forty-Two4 years ago in Romance More Like This
"This is going to be so much fun, Vinyl! What do you have in mind to get Octavia for Hearth's Warming?"
"Yeah, I've got something in mind, but it's a bit of a secret...what about you, Bonbon?"
"Well, Lyra had mentioned to me that her lyre was old and coming apart, so I've been slowly saving my bits so I can buy her a new one," Bonbon smiled.
"I'm sure Lyra will go nuts over it," Vinyl said. "My gift is a little smaller, and will cost a lot of bits...but I think it'll be worth it," she added. She then turned to Bonbon with a blush. "Bonnie...would you mind helping me pick out an engagement earring for Octy?"
"An engagement earring!?" Bonbon exclaimed. "I-I've never been asked that before! Didn't y
Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Eight"So, what do you wanna do tonight, then?"Allegrezza - Part Twenty-Eight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Vinyl's grin spread across her cheeks, arching an eyebrow for good measure. Octavia gaped at her for a second, before experiencing a moment of blushing realisation. Her voice turned to a hushed whisper, tinted with laughter.
"Vinyl, you really can be so forward sometimes."
"What, I didn't suggest anything. Not thinking dirt thoughts about us again, Octavia?"
"Oh, but you...You really are the most irritating tease, are you aware of that?"
"I aim to please, m'lady."
"Well, I was feeling something more towards a nice, relaxing drink than anything else."
Vinyl gently raised her shades from over her eyes with the tip of a hoof, narrowing her eyes in an intently scrutinising expression.
"Alright. But I'm not drinking that weird stuff you do. It's Bacoltis all the way for me."
Octavia rolled her eyes, offering a hoof to help Vinyl from the floor.
"I suppose my attempts to integrate some self-respect and class into you have failed?"
"Completely and utt
Grazioso Pt. III RevisedEverything she has ever seen, done, heard, or thought was layed bare in front of her. Every failure, every success, every brilliant inspiration, every horrible mistake. She can't escape, but she isn't a prisoner. The darkness she is floating in is impossibly big, but claustrophobic. She is nothing but herself. But who is she? Here in this confined infinity, she slowly found identity. One letter at a time, a label, a description, a name came together.Grazioso Pt. III Revised4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The name seemed to suit her. She felt like Vinyl. She was Vinyl.
Vinyl was content to float. Alone, crowded, whatever this place was. It felt familiar, comfortable somehow.
Then, in the distance, so small it was almost invisible, a white point. Vinyl moved toward the point. It grew larger, and larger as she approached, slowly obscuring everything else, until finally it is all she can see. It swamps her field of vision. Then come the smells. The smells of a hospital room. Then the sounds. Then the fee