Music We Cherish

"Man, it's really weird without a horn." Vinyl said as she rubbed her forehead.

"How do you even use magic?!" Octavia tried to use magic, a few blue spurts popping loudly.

"Heh, you admitting it's hard? There is such a thing as a limit, you know. And that spell is quite draining on me. But now, I'm you."

"No, I'm just fine! Wait- What about when we have to change back?! Who will change us, what if we're like this forever, what if-"

Vinyl put her hoof in Octavia's mouth. "Calm down, there's a counterspell on my- your hoof. Focus magic on it, and it'll change us back. Now, it's getting late, I'm going to bed."

Vinyl smirked and walked back into the bedroom, and plopped down on Octavia's- her bed. Tavi growled and sighed, then laid her head down on Vinyl's messy bed, hoping that her friend would just call it off before something embarrassing happened.

Early in the morning Vinyl arose from her bed, leaving it a mess like she always did. She crept out of the room, before realizing Octavia was watching her.

"Care to make your bed, Octavia? Without magic?" Octavia smirked.

"You'd just love to see that, huh?" Vinyl growled back, but eventually made the bed with little effort.

Vinyl picked up the cello case with ease, and ran down the halls to her first class. She played the given works and worked on her own symphony for Tavi. She played the cello remarkably well, considering she had only ever played the violin and viola.

Later, Vinyl pranced home, happy with herself, ready to rub it in Octavia's face. She opened the door to Octavia laying on the sofa with an ice pack on her head.

"What's wrong with you?"

"So... much... dubstep."

"Heh, noob."