Band Mates

Octavia threw up once more, her head bobbing and weaving back and forth from her position leaning on the toilet. She looked up to see Vinyl staring at her.

"Yo, Octi'? Y'alright?" Vinyl Scratch asked, a look of concern stretched across her face.

Octavia vomited once more before looking up at her friend, dark circles highlighting her bottom eyelids "Quite." She muttered before vomiting yet again.

"Oh, um, okay." Vinyl replied unsure of her friend's health. "Are you sure? I can get you warm wet towel or a heating pad or-"

"I said I'm fine Vinyl!" Octavia snapped.

Vinyl rose up her hooves and backed away slowly. "'Ight..." She said quietly.

Vinyl walked out of the bathroom worried, she didn't understand what was wrong with her eccentric british friend but now she was snapping at Vinyl for no reason and constantly throwing up.

"Is she sick?" Vinyl muttered to herself. "pfft, most likely."

She trotted down stairs and sat on the couch in the living room, turning on the TV and surfing through the channels slowly to try and catch something good currently on. Nothing on. She turned off the TV and laid on the couch, ultimately drifting to sleep.

She did dream but the whole thing didn't feel like a dream, more like a long thought process in which she would argue with herself on many diverse subjects.

A few hours later, Vinyl's ears echoed with a home phone's blaring ringtone. She tried to ignore it telling herself that Octavia would get it, but then again Octavia is probably bed ridden. She let out an obnoxious groan before getting off the couch and trotting over the the home phone sitting on the kitchen counter.

She levitated the phone up to her ear and greeted whoever was on the other line. "'Sup?"

"Hey, is this Vinyl Scratch by any chance?" A male voice on the other line asked. He sounded familiar but Vinyl couldn't put her finger on it.

"Yeah, I'm the one you're looking for, may I ask to whom am I speaking to?" She asked.

"It's me, Vinyl, Neon!" Neon answered ecstatically.

Memories of her old friend flooded her mind causing her to burst out. "Oh, hey man! How you been? I haven't seen you since we saw each other at the market!" She exclaimed.

"I've been pretty good actually! How about you?" He asked in return.

"Meh, a few things have been going on and Octavia's sick but overall I believe I'm in the green here." Vinyl answered.

"Sweet, hey how about you come down to my place for a bit, we need to talk about something." Neon Lights said.

"Oh, what about?" Vinyl asked.

"You remember how we used to DJ together at that nightclub a few years back?" Neon asked.

"Yeah! Why?" Vinyl asked.

"Well, I have a deal straight from Blue Moon asking me to DJ there, though I could use some help..." Neon hinted at the offer.

"You mean Blue Moon Nightclub in Canterlot? One of the biggest nightclubs in Equestria?!" Vinyl gushed.

"Hell yeah!" Neon exclaimed.

"Sweet! Where's your place?" Vinyl asked eagerly.

"Okay grab a piece of paper and a pen." Neon instructed.

Vinyl levitated a pen and a notepad from a drawer in the kitchen. "Okay, lay it on me Neon."

"Okay so the address is..."

~

Octavia woke up with the stench of vomit on her coat and her head halfway into the toilet. She lifted her head up, shaking it wildly and to rid her nose of the smell. It didn't work.

"Bloody hell, why did I vomit everywhere?" she moaned, wiping her mouth.

Octavia decided to take a shower to rid herself of the smell. After she got out she remembered something.

"Oh I got to apologize to Vinyl!" She told herself.

She rushed downstairs to find the house vacant of life. She searched around the house until she reached the kitchen. There was a small piece of paper with a light blue aura around it. Octavia approached it and read it out loud.

"Dear Octavia,

I went to a friend's to talk about something.

P.S.

Hope your not mad at me for earlier, I'll be home by tonight to take care of you!

Love,

Vinyl"

"Oh okay, she left to see a friend." She set the note down and walked away. She climbed upstairs to go take a nap.