Mute

Mute

Written by The Escaped Phyco Hero

The Silent Knight

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(Marcel)

Whew, made it and five minutes to opening too. I was excited. Today I was the opening of my record store, The Silent Knight. I carefully twisted the key and in response, got a click. Everything was just how I left it when I stared unpacking. The CD's were organized by the name of the singer or band. From 50 Bit to ZZ Top. I made my way through the carpeted room, avoiding the racks and bins of CD's to open the door which led behind the counter to reveal my most prized possession, the master controls. The panel that controls the entire store. It controlled the lights, locks, power, and the surround sound system which blazes 120 decibels of ear bleeding, head banging, brain exploding sound, but since that ponies would complain (and my stereos would be destroyed) I kept it at normal volume. I searched it's music database which I updated when I first bought the land and store from Mayor Mare. (Her name always makes me laugh a little) Small clips of music played as I searched for the song I wanted and after minutes of searching, I found it. Blurry by Puddle of Mudd. I didn't listen to a lot of the band, I just liked this song. Mostly cause it reminded me of my dad. He was pretty much as tough as nails and he made me into the stallion I am today. You might think when you first meet him that he's a complete jackass, but deep down, he's a major teddy bear. He also the reason I have my cutie mark. He taught me how to play guitar and I absolutely fell head over hooves with it. He then taught me how to play bass and drums and then I self taught myself to play other instruments and that's when I got my cutie mark, a guitar. The reason i played the song was for good luck. It made me fell like he's wasn't in Fillydelphia, but right next to me. I noticed that I was shedding a tear and quickly wiped it off and enjoyed the music. After hearing the music coming form all four corners, I made my way towards the door. Open for business . I though to myself, turning the sign so it read 'Open' and just in time, a small group of ponies were making their way to my store.