Her Starry Sky

There were a thousand different ways you would have rather reunited with your old roommate and friend Octavia. Ran into her at a store, found out she was going to be at a concert in Ponyville; there were probably thousands of other reasons now that you thought on it. Most of those, if not all, were not walking in on her having a lesbian scene on a train car. You just found out she swung that way last week and now you were having a front row seat to it? She meanwhile looked on mortified by what had just happened, covering herself, frozen by what just happened. Her face was beet red, and as you looked, you couldn't believe that she was still wearing that pink bowtie she always wore. Her friend meanwhile sat there looking between you two somewhat confused, lowering a pair of red sunglasses and oddly enough revealing a set of red eyes. Unlike Octavia, she didn't seem to really be bothered by the fact she was naked and revealed to practically the whole train.

“G-G-G-Gray F-Fl-Flames? W-w-what are you?” Octavia tried to speak.

She still had that upper class accent she always had. If she wasn't stark naked in front of you, it would have made a warm smile creep across your face. While it didn't do that it did bring back various memories of where that voice played the wrong message, even when you first met. Of course now would be a good time to answer her instead of gawking.

“Uh, this is my room on the train. Didn't they tell you?”

“Now that you mention it Tavi, the ticket guy did say we would be sharing a room.” said her friend.

She had more akin to someone who just arrived from one hell of a party, voice full of energy, and at the same time sounded like she wanted to go to another party. This must've been that Vinyl Scratch girl Octavia was talking about in her letter to you. Meanwhile, Octavia turned to look at her friend, who gave her best innocent smile, complete with one of those “Squee” sounds Fluttershy somehow makes, how do they do that? Octavia gave her own, creepy smile, a few strands of hair on her head coming undone. This was clearly not what she wanted to have happen tonight, and to be honest, you didn't either. It was interesting to watch for the first few moments. Meanwhile, her friend seemed to have no trouble with this as she stands up and looks towards you not giving a care in the world that she is on full display for quite possibly all of Canterlot. Annoyed of all the silence she finally speaks out.

“Gray flames huh? So this is the Pegasus I keep hearing about.”

Standing up and walking over, everything on full display for the world to see, and the only thing she was wearing was a pair of red sunglasses. She extended out her hand with a bright smile.

“Name’s Vinyl Scratch.”

“Vinyl Scratch? Octavia told me about you somewhat. You're her DJ girlfriend?”

“Damn right I am! Stage name is DJ-PON3 and the lover of that lovely cello player right there!”

“Uh-huh.” you say, still shocked by the fact you're talking to a naked DJ on a train.

“I've heard a lot of about you, let me tell you! Tavi tells me all sorts of stories back when you two were in school! Isn't that right Tavi?”

Tavi huh? Guess I am not the only one to use that name.

“Tavi” meanwhile still sat there frozen, not moving to even blink. It didn't help that her girlfriend was standing there naked in front of her old friend exposed for all to see. Both you and Vinyl looked back, you trying to avert your eyes from seeing what you didn't want to see, even if it looked good. Vinyl looked over raising an eyebrow and shook her hand trying to get her attention. Octavia continued to sit there silently, petrified beyond normal recognition. Vinyl laughed and spoke up with some play in her voice.

“Hello, Tavi? What's the matter? Lose your tongue in my vagina.”

Wow

Without a warning, Octavia fell over onto the ground, fainting from the onrush of emotions. You couldn't believe it while Vinyl starts laughing. You heard a set of doors opening and you spot the train’s conductor making his final rounds for tickets. You poked her on the shoulder and point down to the end of the hallway.

“Uh you may want to put some clothes on.” you tell the nude DJ.

Vinyl poked her head out the door to see the conductor walking down the hall as well.

Her eyes went wide under her sunglasses: “Hmm, maybe you're right.”

It took Vinyl all of about fifteen seconds to put her clothes back on, although neither of you had an idea of what to do with Octavia. As small as she was, she was kind of heavy. Given some more time you both could have worked to put her clothes on what with magic. With the conductor just a room over however, you both quickly shoved her into bed, throwing a blanket over her as to not raise any suspicion, and grabbed her ticket from the little stand in the room. You thank Celestia that Vinyl was a unicorn and could use her magic. It was awkward enough already, and grabbing the naked body of your old friend was only going to make it worse, something that didn't cross your mind when you were thinking about redressing her. The whole thing over with in seconds, and the conductor gladly taking your tickets with a smile. As you rested your head, you ran your fingers through your hair and looked over to see Vinyl checking out Octavia. You could easily tell the DJ was a little bummed you ruined her moment with Octavia, as if you could help it. She strokes her hair, which you take notice of. Crazy DJ or not, she really did care for Octavia, something that amazed you. No wonder your old friend thought she was the one.

“How long do you think she'll be out?”

“Huh?” you ask, snapped out of your thoughts.

“How long do you think until she wakes up? It's kind of awkward just sitting here with a guy I barely know. I was hoping Tavi here would help break the ice when we met you, but come on man! You knocked her out!”

“It's not my fault! Besides, she has always done this when her emotions ran high.”

“You got a point. You should have seen her when she first woke up with me in the bed. She freaked!” Vinyl laughed

“Well, yeah, I have no idea. She told me you're a DJ and you confirmed?”

“Yeah. DJ-PON3. Best in wubs the business! Dropping the Bass since 2008!”

Nice rhyme “Wubs?”

“Yeah wubs! Have you ever heard of wubs before?”

“Yes, I have. Just kind of surprised at it though. With Tavi here and all.”

“What do you mean?” Vinyl asked, somewhat going on the defensive.

“Well, there’s what I guess as Octy would describe as culture, and then there's wubs? How does that mix?”

“Who are you to question it?” she asked putting her hands on her hips.

Whoa, steer this away man! No need to piss off my friends girlfriend here! “I'm not questioning, I'm asking. I remember in school she hated stuff like that.”

“Oh. Yeah, and she still does in most cases.” She answered.

“Take it you're not a fan of the classical music she plays either, huh?”

“Her boring stuff? Yeah, I'm not a big fan. But it's Tavi and she's the best in the world!”

You breathe a sigh of relief that the storm that would come was averted. The train started moving and even with the sudden jolt, Octavia didn't stir or bat an eyelid. Laughably, this is just as you said earlier. You remember her from back at school with her fainting spells. Whenever her emotions ran high, she would faint, sometimes in the worst situations. When you first met, there was a time on stage when she got a roar of a applause and collapsed right then and there. She didn't wake up for three hours. Another instance was when she thought her cello had been smashed in a garbage truck. You still remembered though, with all those years you two lived together, how to get her out of this state. An advantage that you decided you were going to share with this DJ.

“Her cello around?” you ask.

“Huh? Her cello?”

“Want to wake her up, then where is her cello?”

“Uh, yeah I want her up; it's, uh, right here?”

She lifts her hand and from a black case in the corner appears Octavia's cello, looking as brand new as ever, albeit still with a stain on the body where you once dropped hot sauce on it. That was a interesting night, and quite possibly the only time you got to second base with Octavia, even if you never had those intentions. Vinyl brought it over and set it down between the two of you having no idea where you were going with this.

“Why do we need this? She hates it when people touch her cello.”

“I know. I lived with her for 6 years! Just pluck a string.”

“What?”

“Pluck the string. I know what I'm doing.” you tell her.

Vinyl is somewhat skeptical of you, but having no other choice, grabs hold of one of the chords on the cello, and plucks at it. Nothing happened as the sound echoed through the instrument.

“What purpose did that-”

“Who touched my cello!?” screamed Octavia

Both of you look to see her alert and ready to kill anyone it seemed for touching her cello. Vinyl couldn't believe it, looking between the cello and Tavi amazed. You meanwhile give a confident and cocky smile of victory.

Works every time.

“Holy shi-damn that does work! When did you learn that one!”

“Eighth grade.” you answer.

“Gray Flames! Oh god, it wasn't a dream!” Octavia cried with regret.

“Nope. I saw you two going at it, also you're still naked.” you tell her.

Tavi looks herself over and goes red in the face. She desperately tries to cover herself, albeit failing each time. Finally, she grabs the blanket and hides under it, poking her head out once again mortified by what had happened, and what is happening right now. Vinyl meanwhile was at her side instantly tracing the outline of her breasts under the blanket with her finger. You can hardly believe your eyes at the sight, but give little to no protest. It's not like you didn't do anything crazy this night.

Vinyl, with a low seductive voice loud enough specifically for you to hear, speaks into her ear, “You know Tavi, I don't mind you naked. With a little help, we could even have a 3 way-”

Octavia went from shock to pure horror at the mere mention of that: “Vinyl! How could you even think that!”

Yeah I'm not going to have a comment here.

The DJ whispered something in the musicians ear which got an angered look from Octavia. With a kick you watch Vinyl fly into her bed while Octavia angrily shuts the curtains on hers, her hand reaching out and grabbing a suitcase full of her clothes. Already in too deep to dig yourself out you lay back on your bed while Vinyl recovers.

“Awe come on Tavi! It will be fun!”

“No! No! No! No, no, no, no! It's bad enough one of my longest friends walked in while I was making love to you. I am not going to have a three way with him!”

Wait, have a what now!? That, that.... that would be kind of interesting really. Luna would kill me though.

“It will be fun!” spoke Vinyl, trying to coax Octavia into the idea.

“NO!” she shouted, “No and that's final!”

As Vinyl snickered from her constant prodding of Octavia, you can't help but find yourself starting to like this DJ. Still , you have to ask:

“Do I have a say in this?”

“No, Gray, you don't!” snapped Octavia.

“Hey now Tavi. Be polite to our guest.” Vinyl spoke, putting her hands on her hips and trying to act like the adult in the situation. You can only imagine how these two acted normally outside of this train car. One could make a story from it, or a sitcom (probably a very popular one). No intentions to do that though. Octavia groaned in disdain while the DJ tried to contain her joy and stay “serious”.

“Vinyl you're not helping!”

Vinyl finally gave up: “I'm helping, I'm just not helping you!”

“Well stop helping!”

“Okay!” she snickered.

With a glow, the curtains over Octavia's bed open, revealing her half naked body. After a moments shock, she quickly closes them, fighting Vinyl as the DJ tried again to open it with her magic until she finally gave up, consumed with laughter.

“VINYL! This isn't funny!” she yelled.

“Yes it is!” Vinyl managed to get out, on the floor bursting at the sides.

You find yourself laughing at the constant banter from the two, which brings about a smile from Vinyl. Octavia finally opens the curtains to reveal herself clothed in a mix of a dress and a casual suit, still wearing that pink bow tie, nothing it seemed was going to separate her from that thing it seemed. Her face is still red with shame at what has happened, be it you walking in on the sex, that Vinyl was trying to go again, or that she wasn't helping make it any easier for her. Vinyl meanwhile walked over and slapped her friend on the back and gave a warm smile.

“I bet you that's the first time he's ever walked in on something like that!” Vinyl teased.

“You'd be surprised.” you respond. Where's Twilight?

Octavia shot Vinyl a dark look, only to be met with a playful kiss on the cheek from Vinyl. The angered cello player's face changed, unable to stay mad at her girlfriend. You couldn't believe this, Octavia known for holding grudges against people for years even! If it was a simple, playful kiss that could clear it, you would have done that years ago! You shake your head as Octavia sat down on a bench next to her bed while Vinyl sat down beside her, still intent to tease her playfully. The DJ started to lick Octavia's ear to which she was quickly pushed away. Vinyl put up some resistance, and Octavia fought back, but instead of anger, she was giggling the whole way. This seemed to stop Vinyl for some reason, and you commended her on easing Octavia, even you had trouble doing that.

“Alright enough, Vinyl. We must be considerate of our guest here.”

“Ah come on! I bet he enjoys it.”

You look around the room nervously. Still no comment.

“Look, how about we just forget about that whole mess huh?” Octavia tried with a pleading smile.

“I'm not.” giggled Vinyl.

“Shut up Vinyl!” hissed Octavia under her breath, although you still heard it, “So, Gray Flame, what brings you to Canterlot? I thought you lived down in Ponyville.”

“I do. Still do, that's why I'm on the train. In fact, I got your letter not too long ago.” you answer.

“Yes, that's why we're here! Vinyl got a, what did you say, Gig?”

“Yeah,” answered the blue haired Unicorn excitedly.

“She got a gig in Ponyville, and when she told me I remembered you lived down there. Two birds with one stone really.”

“Poor birds.” added Vinyl

You think to the back of your mind and try to remember what's going on in town as to why a DJ would be called all the way out of Canterlot. Especially to quiet little Ponyville.

“Gig?” you finally ask

“You know, kind of like a music concert, only way more awesome and not as boring.”

“Boring or not, I would hardly call that music.”

“Oh don't start that again!” cried Vinyl.

Octavia gave a smug grin.

“I know what a gig is,” You say, “I just don't know what in town is going on.”

“It's a festival or something. I'd have to check the contract. Kind of hard to read because someone wrote it in pink poofy letters with a bright pink pen and dotted the I’s with hearts and the letters look like balloons-”

“Pinkie Pie.” you answer.

“How did you?” asked Vinyl.

“Trust me.”

With that part of the conversation over, Octavia turned it back to the original question: “So why are you up in Canterlot? The sights? Food? People?”

“Octavia's awesome music?” added Vinyl.

“Vinyl, you hate my music.”

“So? Doesn't make it not awesome! You're the best cello player in the whole kingdom!”

“I'll agree to that.” you answer.

Octavia blushed from the praise “So, why are you up here? You're dressed like one of the upper class in this city!”

You look down to your suit, smiling somewhat knowing that Rarity had no equal when it came to stuff like this. It was good to have friends like her, although your friends here were waiting for you to answer.

“Well?”

“I was up here to...” you stammer, the fact slowly dawning on you.

“To what?”

Crap! Didn't think this one through here!

You smile nervously as you try and think of a way out of this. Your panic stricken face get's some odd looks from the two as you played a dozen different scenarios in your head to cover the reason as to why you were here. Of course when you started to settle on one, it would lead to a flurry of other questions that would only illicit other questions and responses you weren't prepared for. The sweat on your forehead starts to give signs away, and at last you find the perfect answer that Octavia wouldn't continue on with.

“It was a personal matter. That's all.” you say, relief breathing it's sweet embrace into you.

“What kind of personal matter?” asked Vinyl.

Oh come on!

“Vinyl, be respectful. It could be very troubling for him.”

“No, nothing bad. It was a date.” you say, instantly regretting your decision to say that.

Both looked upon you with extreme curiosity, Octavia herself got a sly look on her face. You meanwhile sat uncomfortably in your seat knowing there was no way out of this without lying, and Octavia had gotten pretty good over the years at telling when you were lying. Looking around nervously, Vinyl was the first to pry you for information.

“So, who was it with? Was it someone special? I bet it was!”

“Vinyl!” scolded Octavia.

“What? Don't you see the blue lipstick on his face?”

“Huh?” you cry in confusion

You pray she's only joking, but as Octavia looks on curious, then reacts in surprise, she's not. Octavia grew somewhat blush at the sight of it.

“You could have at least cleaned it off.” she says.

Typical Octavia

You however weren't going to stand for that this time: “You two were just having sex in here half an hour ago!” you scream, pretty much loud enough for the whole train to hear.

“He's got a point.” added Vinyl.

Octavia tried to argue back, but both you and she had a point and you had her outnumbered. She gave an angry sigh of defeat and fiercely crossed her arms in response. Vinyl just laughed but tossed a mirror over to you. Catching it, you look yourself over and sure enough, some of Luna's lipstick was smeared on your face. A napkin appears in your hand, and a thumbs up from Vinyl and you quickly wipe it off.

“Well, who was it? Was it one of Vinyls friends?” asked Octavia.

“Why does it have to be one of my friends?” snapped Vinyl.

“Because you wear blue lipstick.”

“Oh yeah.”

“No, it was....erm....Can I trust you two to keep a secret?”

“Of course Gray. You're one of my deepest and longest friends.” said Octavia, somewhat hurt you would ask, “Vinyl however....”

“Hey! I'm great at keeping secrets! Like Tavi's secret of how she has a bed for her cello!”

“Wha-?... Vinyl!”

“I could have told you that.” you say, remembering back to school.

Octavia looked to you embarrassed as Vinyl laughed.

“See Tavi! Secret's safe.”

Even with this coincidence, you hesitate to tell them. Taking in a deep breath you try and ease your nerves and try to hold back a sweat.

Not like Pinkie won’t tell them anyway.

“It was Princess Luna.” You say meekly.

“Who?” asked Vinyl.

“Princess.....Luna.” You repeat, a bit louder.

“Okay, I didn't hear this time.” said Octavia.

Annoyed, and somewhat frustrated that you have to keep repeating yourself, you shout out: “Princess Luna! It was my second date with Princess Luna!” Did you hear that one!?

Both looked to you shocked and in disbelief. You sit there, arms crossed, angrily staring them down as Octavia tries to speak. She fails to make any words and goes back to being silent. Vinyl’s red glasses slowly slide down her head at the same time and speed as her mouth opening as she continues to stare at you. Silence fills the room, broken only by the train whistle blowing as you pass through a tunnel. Their eyes are fixed on you, even as you move they follow you around the room, you find it a mix of amusing and creepy at the same time. Vinyl was the first thing you saw while coming out of the trance. She was shaking her head and adjusting her glasses.

“Wait, wait, wait... You went on a date with one of the Royal Pony sisters?”

“But, but, but how did you?"

“I know people.” you say.

“You also said second?” she asked, Octavia still in a trance.

“Yes. First one was a week ago.”

Vinyl nodded her head, somehow able to accept this fact.

“Well Tavi, you were right. I do like this guy! Wait, hold up! Why did you have her lipstick all over your face?”

“Well, what had happened was...” you try.

The story behind this was not something you want to drop on your old friend after meeting up for the first time in a long time. Although you did just walk in on her with Vinyls fingers shoved up as far as they would go. By default, this story would seem mild at least when compared to that. With some hesitation,and an inquisitive stare from Vinyl you shrug with no other option.

“Don't tell anyone, but she teleported us into the mountains, and we kind of had a makeout session after swimming.”

Octavia's mouth practically dropped to the floor.

“Oh, ho ho damn! You got it one with the Princess! Nice job there Gray Flame! Nice-”

She looked over to Octavia, who sat there mouth agape.

“What?” you ask confused as to why Vinyl stopped seeing as Tavi here was giving no resistance.

“I was expecting her to yell at me. Weird.”

Not exactly like that was a story you tell your friend.

The spiky haired unicorn turned to her friend and poked her rigid body a few times. Octavia's body rocked back and forth like one of those accursed clown punching bags. You nod impressed, last time you remember her doing this was the time she was selected for a solo back at the school play. Vinyl raised her eyebrow and just shrugged with no other option before her.

“Shall I get the cello?” she asks.