Author's Note

A certain musical duo has Apple Bloom join them in a competition with robotic rap battles.

July 20-Mad Verse City

In a park at Jackbox Village, Octavia Melody and Vinyl Scratch, AKA DJ-Pon 3, are enjoying the atmosphere and having a serious talk.

"Are you sure I can handle this?" Octavia asked.

"Don't worry, Tavi." Vinyl answered. "With my coaching, you'll do great."

"I hope you're right. I haven't done anything like this before, you know."

Then, Vinyl saw someone coming and called to that person. "Yo, Apple Bloom!"

It was indeed Apple Bloom walking by with a shopping bag in her hand. Seeing Vinyl waving to her, she decided to say hi.

"Howdy, Vinyl." Apple Bloom greeted. "What brings y'all to Jackbox Village?"

"I'm helping my roommate here get ready for a contest coming up." Vinyl replied.

"I unknowingly signed up for a competition." Octavia explained. "And, it wasn't Vinyl's idea."

"So, I'm coaching her to prepare for this battle."

Apple Bloom got interested in this event. She might want to help as well. "What kind of contest is it?"

"Here's the scenario." Octavia said. "Contestants have lines with a space at the end. They have to come up with something that fits the subject. Then, think of their own line. After which, the process is done for one more time. Thus, a rap is made."

Apple Bloom soon realized something. "Does this have to do with robots who try to out rap each other?"

"As a matter of fact," Octavia replied, "it does."

"I thought so. Sounds like you're in for a game of Mad Verse City."

"MAD VERSE CITY?" Vinyl gasped. "Cool!"

"I wondered why this sounds familiar." Octavia figured. "Perhaps you should join us, Apple Bloom."

"Me?" Apple Bloom said.

"I have Vinyl to back me up, of course. But, since this battle is Mad Verse City, I'll need all the support I can get."

The trio head for an empty lot where people are gathered. They see eight robots all lined up.

"These must be the Mad Verse City robots." Vinyl figured. "Just like in the game."

Soon, a groovy looking girl with black braided hair steps up to the trio.

"I'm known as Smooth Silk in these parts." The girl said. "Which of you is named Octavia Melody?"

"That's me." Octavia answered. "I guess I got myself in a bad situation."

"Don't panic, girl. This is gonna rock. You'll be given one of these robots, and you'll do the rapping with a microphone in your hand. Your voice will be heard from the robot."

"Seems good enough. These girls with me are my support."

"Well, support is allowed. Now, let's get you ready for battle."

Minutes later, a crowd is watching as a man wearing a blue hoodie steps in.

"Okay, dudes and dudettes." The man said. "This is Shadow Master here with you. Time to get this Mad Verse City party started."

Octavia watched these rap battles going on, getting the idea what to do. Now, it's her turn. With mic in hand, she sees a scraggly haired man with a robot that has a game system for a chest. He sees the blue feminine robot, and figures it's easy pickings.

Dizzy looking dame, are you kidding?
Girls I see always do my bidding.
I'm the best here. You're just a pup.
You don't belong here. Might as well give up.

"That's kind of wack." Shadow Master said as he turns to Octavia. "Don't let him get away with that."

Octavia realized that the host is right. So, she gives her opponent her own rap.

Like a full moon, I shine at night.
The way you talk, that just isn't right.
To me, you're a worn out backpack.
Victory is mine. That's the fact, Jack!

"All right, all right." Shadow Master said. "Not the best I heard. But, not the worst either. Okay, remaining players, cast your votes."

The votes are in, and Octavia wins the battle. The scraggly haired man felt embarrassed. "I guess I deserve that. That Bill Murray line is a nice touch."

Octavia and her opponent shook hands in friendship. After round 1, Octavia sees herself in third place.

"Not bad, so far." Vinyl praised.

"Thanks, roomie." Octavia replied. "But, there are two rounds left."

"You can do it." Apple Bloom said. "We're here with you."

Octavia gave Apple Bloom a thumbs up. The rap battles were intense. After round 2, Octavia is now in second place. "I'm getting better at this rap game. But, it's the third round that's a game changer."

After three battles, it's Octavia battling a black haired man with his red robot with a tape player on his chest.

"This is it, people." Shadow Master said. "This will decide the winner."

"Ladies first." Said the opponent.

After bowing to her opponent, Octavia gives out her lyrical rhyme.

I'm new to this rapping, But, I'm getting strong.
Hopefully this tussle will not last long.
You remind me of a bottle of flat pop.
Time for me to rise to the top.

After everybody gave her some applause, Shadow Master gave out his opinion. "Okay, little lady. I see your swag." He turns to her opponent. "Let's see what you have to say about that."

The black haired man came out with his own lines.

It's my time to rise, you're going to fall.
Better hope there's a support group to call.
Fancy you maybe. But, hip you are not.
I'm going to crush you. Crush you a lot.

Shadow Master made his call. "Not bad. I heard better though. Okay! Time to see who's so dope, and who's so whack."

After the votes are counted, it was a tie. But, Octavia got a lot of cheers. As a result, Octavia Melody won the whole thing. Vinyl and Apple Bloom walked with Octavia as Shadow Master congratulated her.

"You won the whole enchilada, girl." Shadow Master praised as he shook Octavia's hand. "Congratulations."

"Thank you, sir." Octavia replied. "I couldn't have done it without my two friends here supporting me."

Shadow Master looked at AB and Vinyl. "Octavia Melody is proud to have you guys backing her up. Good job."

This made Apple Bloom smile, knowing somebody is proud of her helping out a friend. From a distance, piano player Coloratura watches with interest. "Well done, Apple Bloom. Your sister would be proud of you."