Eighth Note: Rock n' Roll

"Oh, hold on," I said to the person reading this fimfiction, "This messenger pegasus wants to talk to me."

I looked back at the pegasus who was floating a little bit unsteadily beside me. What's this mare's name again? Ditzy Doo? Derpy? I'm pretty sure that's it. Derpy's a very sweet mare. She's not the brightest pegasus around (you could tell by her eyes that were going in different directions), but she's very friendly, and she always offers a muffin or two whenever she has a container of them.

Derpy dropped down with a thud. She probably needed to work more on landing. In her mouth, she held a slightly glowing letter that had a Canterlot seal on it, along with my name on it. Everything around me seemed to go silent. Could this be? Could this be the message I was just talking about a minute ago? If it is, then I wonder if I start talking about Derpy coming up to me with a package filled with millions of bits, then I'll get a package with millions of bits in it?

I took the letter from bubbly pegasus and thanked her. I zoomed off toward home, crashing into large pillar that supported one of the buildings first, then when my home was in view, I aimed to go through my bedroom window. The window was slightly ajar, but do you really think that would stop me? When I zipped through the window, I started to congratulate myself for not crashing into the wall instead of going through the window, but then I realized I was still going at high speeds. I crashed into my wall in my bedroom. Rough afternoon....

I regained my consciousness a few hours later. It was night time, I suppose around 7 - 8:00. I decided that I should get that letter a reading. I carefully opened up the letter and took out the message. My jaw was on the floor the whole time I was reading, and I was flying at the height of my ceiling!

Dear Eighth Note,

You and your band, The Flying Saucer, are invited to perform at my Music Festival here in Canterlot!

People in Canterlot actually liked my music? I guess not all of those ponies are snotty.

Many ponies here in the city have been asking me to let you people perform a gig at this party. I've been listening to a few of your songs, and I gotta say, they're pretty awesome! You guys rock! The festival will begin at November 15, in which you guys will began to perform at noon.

Better bring a jacket.

You guys should really come and perform for your fans! I'd love to see you four, too!

Hope to see you there!

Vinyl Scratch (a.k.a. DJ PON-3)

I don't know how loud I screamed in pure happiness for, but I was pretty sure that if I didn't shut up, I'd have the neighbors banging at my door. I calmed down and called my singer, High Pitch.