Music We Cherish

Octavia picked her head off of the plush pillow. She normally would lie face down in her pillow, but the new horn was denying her that right. She got off the bed, tired of the day already. She saw Vinyl creeping out of the room and smirked.

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

"You'd just love to see that, huh?" Vinyl retorted, then made the bed with little effort.

Octavia watched Vinyl leave the house after gathering her things, and sighed. Tavi herself then arose from her bed, trying to use the magic she now had. On the sheet, blue magic suddenly surrounded it, and soon enough the bed was made; poorly, but made.

Octavia walked out of the room and to her- Vinyl's, classroom. She opened the door to booming music and dubstep, burning her eardrums as the sound reverberated off the walls. The day dragged along slowly, Tavi being blasted with music and forced to plaster a smile on her face.

She plopped on the sofa, rubbing her head. She levitated an ice pack out of the freezer, Octavia being now slightly good at magic. She put it on her head and the door burst open with Vinyl standing in the frame.

"What's wrong with you?" Vinyl asked

"So... much... dubstep." Tavi rubbed her head

"Heh, noob."

"That's it. You were right I'm done being you." Octavia focused her new found magic on the bottom of her hoof, the small spell reversing its affects.

"Woo! I win, I win!" Vinyl waved her hooves about.

"Please don't rub it in. Sometimes I hate you, Vinyl."

"Aw, shut it, you love me. Well Octy, anything I can do to make it better?" Vinyl asked.

"Be quiet?"

In response, Vinyl motioned with her hooves, zipping her mouth shut and throwing away the key. Octavia was touched that she actually listened, feeling the heat raise in her cheeks; Octavia despised the fact that she was taking a liking to the crazy dubstep maker. But the question remained: did she feel more than liking Vinyl?