Chapter 2: Hump(ing) Day

Vinyl awoke the next morning, tired as ever, but leapt out of her bed to follow the smell of pancakes. Octavia had made breakfast while Vinyl was sound asleep. She lazily decided to clean up first, heading into the bathroom to freshen up, almost stumbling over from tiredness. She brushed her teeth quickly and turned to the shower behind her.

She hopped in, turned it on and stood in the cold water before it warmed up, which always gave her a feeling of relaxation right through to her bones. She scrubbed herself and washed her mane out,turned off the shower, dried herself off, and finally came down the stairs to see Octavia eating some pancakes with Vinyl’s sitting across from hers.

She smiled over to Vinyl, greeting her casually. “Good Morning, Vinyl. Did you sleep well?”

Vinyl blushed, but got rid of it and shrugged, replying, “Eh…good, I guess.”

Not wanting to explain her kinky dream to the innocent mare in front of her, she quickly changed the subject.

“So, did you do anything interesting yesterday, Tavi? Seeing as you were asleep when I got home.”

Octavia shrugged, “Not really. I won a first place prize in a Cello competition.”

Raising her eyebrow, Vinyl congratulated her roommate. “Nice job. Although it’s not really anything out of the ordinary for such a talented cellist like you. Anything else?”

Octavia shook her head, saying, “Nope, that’s about it. You?”

Vinyl quickly tried to think of what to say, but decided to just come out with it, “Well, last night I met this new colt that was moving in...Pinkie had thrown a party for him. I found out he was another DJ as well, and that he’s uh….well…”

She paused, not sure if she should speak up about the spark or if she should just say it was a fun time. She pondered for a moment.

“....he’s, uh, really good at what he does, and we did a duet together with a mixing table we borrowed from Pinkie. It was fun.”, she finished, watching as Octavia looked like she was trying to deduce a question that would solve a mystery.

“I see. Well then, whatever you say.” Octavia finished eating, then slowly rose and walked over to the sink, where she washed her dishes before getting her shoes on. She looked back at Vinyl, “You know what to do. I’ll be back later. I’m going to practice with a friend for a duet.”

Vinyl lazily nodded, unable to speak because of the amount of pancakes in her mouth. Octavia left the house as Vinyl finished eating, going over to the sink and doing as Octavia had done with her dishes. She got dressed and decided to go for a while.

She left the apartment they shared, walking around outside. She didn’t speak much, but just kept to herself. As she moved further along, she couldn’t stop thinking about that colt...Who was he, really? Why was his music so much different from everyone else’s she’d heard? She was completely confused. She kept moving, trying to forget, but alas it was impossible.

She decided to just go check things out for herself. She walked over to his house, knocking. He answered the door, “Hello? Oh hey Vinyl! What’s up?”

“Oh nothing, just wondering how the new kid on the block was doing. So you want to go take a walk through town?”, she asked, seeing if she could talk with him some more.

“Sure,” he responded, “just let me get ready. I did just wake up, after all. In the meantime, do you want to come in and wait?”

She thought about it for a second before saying, “Thanks. I’d like that.”

He motioned for her to come in and she sat on the nearest couch, the same one she’d been sitting on the day before.

As he went upstairs, she thought about everything she’d been thinking up to this point. Was she really going the right way about this, poking her nose into his business, trying to find out something that might not even be true? Or should she just get to know him first? She was in deep, deep thought about this, so much that she didn’t even notice Record fall down the stairs because he’d been trying to put his pants on halfway down the flight.

“Ouch…..I’m okay. Nothing to worry about here, Vi--” And that’s when he saw her, lost in thoughts he could have never guessed just by looking. To him, she was the most beautiful mare he’d ever seen. Although he knew he probably couldn’t be with her due to his situation, it was still breathtaking. She had a smile on her face, but it was as if she was just masking what she was really thinking about.

“Hey, um, Vinyl?”

No response.

He cleared his throat and tried again, a little louder this time. “Vinyl!”

It seemed to wake her up, as she was startled and stood up immediately. “Huh, what?” Remembering where she was, she apologized. “Sorry about that, Record. I was thinking about something.”

While she was deep in thought, she decided to just let go of all her suspicions and start over from the beginning, as friends, like normal people should.

“Oh, it’s fine,” he assured her, “Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

Stepping out the door, he asked her, “Where do you want to go first?”

She’d already planned out the whole day, deciding to go to the local music store.

“Just follow me, you’ll see soon enough.”

He nodded, and followed her through the streets he had yet to familiarize himself with. As they walked into the food area known as Sugarcube Corner, people saw them and waved, obviously remembering their duet from last night. They were almost at their destination, when they ran into Vinyl’s friend Lyra Heartstrings.

“Oh, hey there Lyra! What’s goin’ down, girl?”, she said, greeting her friend she had known since she had known Octavia, which was like, pre-ponygarten or something.

Noticing the voice, she looked up, smiling when she saw her best friend. “Hi Vinyl. Nothing much, really, just waiting around for Octavia, is all.”

Remembering what her roommate said earlier this morning, she put 2 and 5 together and got 7.

“Oh, so when Tavi said that she was going to do a duet, she meant with you, huh?”

Lyra nodded, “Yeah, that’s right.” She then looked to Vinyl’s right. “And I see you brought your friend with you.”, she added. “What’s up, Record?”

Record looked at her, grinning a “Hi,” then looked towards Vinyl.

“Okay then, Lyra. See you around. Good luck on the duet!” Vinyl continued walking along, her mind still thinking, so much so that they had accidently walked past the music store. She snapped out of her thoughts and looked back towards the music place, “Oh, we passed it. My bad.”

They turned around, heading back. She almost missed it again, but he snapped her back to reality. “Uh, Vinyl, we’re here…”

“Hello, earth to Vinyl…..”

“Huh? Oh, sorry!”

Vinyl kept thinking to herself, trying to pay attention, but something on her mind was preventing her. ‘Ghaa….Why can’t I stop thinking about him?! I’m trying to just ignore it, but I can’t! Jeez….I mean, I know that he’s just so amazing..and cute...and...NO! Stop! Forget about it! Just ignore it, you stupid pervert!’

“So, shall we go in, Vinyl?” Record stood there, just waiting calmly.

“Yeah...right. Let’s go. We can pick up a few things from here and then head to a different place.”

As they walked in, many people noticed them from last night’s party, just like the people outside had. They greeted Derpy, who worked here as a cashier, and walked towards the “Wubstep” aisle. Here, in this aisle, she saw a few other people she recognized, among them Neon, who also grew up with the cyan-haired mare. Record spotted his friend Crescent, and smirked as he was with his marefriend, Riven Radiance, picking out something in the “Romance” section.

Vinyl studied them, tried to imagine herself in that situation with Record, and sighed loudly enough for Record to hear her. He stopped a few feet behind her and looked in the direction she was currently being possessed by. He then again saw his two friends making out, not caring whether or not someone was watching so very closely at every move they made.

Exhibit A, Vinyl and Record.

Record looked at Vinyl and instantly thought the same thing she was thinking right then and there about him: ‘Boy, would I love to try that with her.’

‘Man, I’d love to do that with Record.’

‘I wonder what she’d say if I tried it?’

‘I wonder what he’d do if I tried it?’

They then looked at each other, blushed, and looked away, more or less embarrassed by their friends’ front row performance.

“Well, it, uh, looks like the store doesn’t have the album I wanted to pick up yet. You see anything you want?”, Vinyl asked, ready to get out of there and to their next destination.

“Nope. Nothing that interests me here.”, Record said quickly.
They waved to Derpy, who was staring sexily at Doctor Whooves across from them, just as they had done as when they had first come in, and walked outside only to have their eyes almost jump out of their sockets as a bunch of couples were walking around, hand in hand, some kissing, some doing things…..better left unsaid.

“What the hell? What’s going on?”, Record yelled. He wasn’t used to this type of this public affection.

“Oh shit, I forgot what today was….”, Vinyl trailed off before finishing it with, “It’s the day after Hearts and Hooves day. The day where everyone starts getting more intimate with their ‘special somepony’. I like to call it ‘Hump Day’.”

Even with the explanation, Record was still bewildered at just how many mares there were compared to the stallions. He spotted a bunch of fillyfoolers out in the streets mixed with the straight couples, which meant that this town was dominated by mares, something that hadn’t been an occurrence where he was from.

“We should....probably get out of here.”, Vinyl suggested, feeling a little hot between the legs, but trying to hide it as best as she could.

What she was really thinking was entirely different.

‘Oh man, I think we might have to cut this little ‘date’ of ours short before I jump the poor guy…..wait….did I just call this a ‘date’? Oh fuck, it’s already messing with my head! I can’t take this much longer!”

Vinyl flinched, feeling the same spark she'd felt from the day before. She started panicking silently and looked for the quickest excuse in her head to leave right at that moment. Seeing the discomfort on Vinyl’s face, Record decided to find out why she looked so troubled.

“What’s the matter, Vinyl? Are you oka--”

This was the best she could come up with: “Uh Record I’m sorry but I can’t be here right now I have to go lay down kind of have a headache bye!!”

And with that she dashed off. But Record knew better, so he chased after her screaming, “Vinyl, wait! You really shouldn’t be running if you have a headache!” But his voice was lost to the wind.

Running after Vinyl, he saw her run into a house that was almost as blue as her mane, with a record disc and equalizer bars on a billboard above it.

‘How the hell did I miss this before?’, he thought to himself, as he tried to open the door, but it was a failed attempt.

He looked around and saw a few trees next to her house, and strategically decided to jump from one tree to the next, granting him access to the window of her closet-bathroom. Sure, he fell on his ass a few times, but you couldn’t deny he was determined to find out what was wrong with his best friend.

When he finally got in a comfortable and ‘no more falling’ position, he silently jumped through the window and landed quietly in the closet, with the door in front of him probably being the bathroom. He stepped softly around anything that would make any noise, and was about to open the door when he heard moaning from the other side. He stopped immediately, wondering if it was a moan of pain or pleasure. ‘Is she…..masturbating?’ He waited for the next one, and to his surprise, he could make out his name in the moan!

‘Holy shit’, he thought, ‘She actually feels the same way I do about her! This is good, but should I go through the door and potentially have sex now? Or should I wait for us both to know and tell her about this later?’ He eventually decided to leave, but not without hearing her scream his name as she came on the floor around her.

It was getting late outside, and Record needed to get back to his house and sleep. He was so excited about what would go down tomorrow. So excited, that in fact, he forgot who he really was. As if he really even cared about that anymore.

Author's Note

This took a little longer to write (due to my own laziness and life itself). Also, I kind of forgot to mention a certain somebody who helped me write this, the person who created the OC I'm using in this story. His name is Record Scrape (literally the same as the character in the story), and without him, this wouldn't have been possible.

*turns around to a gun in his face* Now can you please let me go, Record?

RC: Yeah, sure, whatever.

(lol jk jk)

Crescent Darklight~