OctavPunch

Octavia sighed as she sat in the tub by herself, deciding to let spend some more time just relaxing. She told Berry to stay upstairs and keep the windows and blinds shut. Right now Octavia just wanted to disappear, stay inside with Berry Punch. She heated the water up, Octavia finished cleaning her mane before getting out bad drying herself off, though her fur was a little damp and her mane was a little ruffled from her usual state. Then it hit her. Heat! Oh Celestia she was so stupid! She face hoofed. Mares can't get pregnant unless in heat, she had nothing to worry about! Smiling, she as headed out of the bathroom she saw Berry Punch laying on her bed waiting for her to come join her. "Would you like some breakfast or anything Berry?" Seeing her marefriend yawn and shake her head, the grey mare crawled into the bed, which still had the light musky scent from what they'd done earlier. Maybe this day inside wouldn't be all that bad. She had Berry Punch of course. At least she wasn't by herself all alone!

Somepony to talk with and get to know would definantly pass the time quicker. Instead of cuddling with her marefriend this time she just simply laid next to her staring op at the ceiling. For someone who she had at first though nothing but a drunk, she had quite a lovely house. All she had seen so far was the bedroom upstairs, bathroom, and a glimpse of downstairs when she had shut all the blinds and ran upstairs to make it look like no pony was home right now. The bed was large enough for about three ponies so the two of them had extra space, the pillows a light pink, fluffy and very soft, almost just like the ones she had home. Two dark purple blankets over the blue sheet of her bed, it didn't take a genius to find out that Berry's favorite color was purple, oddly enough, that was one of Octavia's favorite colors. Her real favorite was blue.

The floor was soft under her hooves and like a soft rug, plum to the color too. Everything seemed purple, plum, except for walls, which were white. To both sides of the bed were obviously old wooden night stands, a lamp on the left one, a stack of magazines inside of that one too. Octavia didn't want to ask what the magazines were about. The right one was empty as far as she knew. The rest of the room was actually quite nice, leaving a homey feeling with it. Tapping her hooves together nervously Octavia looked up at the ceiling, turning to look at Berry. "So... Where do you work? What do you do?"

"You haven't guessed? Come on the cutie mark should help!" Berry Punch rolled her eyes playfully. "I work with drinks. More, I make them and sell them to the bar, most of the stuff there is mine except for the apple cider. That's applejacks stuff. I get half off every drink since I'm supplying him and all. I bet I could get you half off since we are dating... If you want though. You don't drink much do you?"

"No... I haven't had a drink in years... Except for last night of course. You can come backstage and all if you want. Next concerts in... A month about." Octavia responded back, smiling a little. "I usually drink water."

"Oh I know... I uh have a calendar on your performances. Like I said, big crush on you.."

Octavia's cheeks darkened a little and she sighed happily. This wasn't half bad, just sitting here and talking with BerryPunch wasn't half bad. She would be a horrible liar if she tried to say she didn't enjoy this much. Resting her head gently on her marefriends chest she sighed once more. She was still confused on the whole marefriend thing. She felt like... Friends with benefits almost, yet, marefriends at the same time. It was still kinda confusing to her. Octavia was about to say something but Berry Punch beat her to it.

"Tavi... Tell me a bit about yourself. We ah, kinda have all day so don't give me the short version. Where are you from? When'd you get into the Cello? Any family? How'd you and Vinyl meet?"

"I'm... From Canterlot. I lived there ever since a filly, never really left until I was almost a mare. I left when I first met Vinyl, well we went to music school together, our teacher had us perform because of how good our music styles blended and sounded nice together. Lucky enough we were so good we got a contract from Equestria Music Co. Ponies seems to love our music... When did I get into the cello? Oh years ago... My mother is a big fan of classy music, and the cello is her favorite. I loved it so very much, how it sounds and everything... I asked my mom for one when my birthday came around, and I had an amazing talent at it. Sure enough my cutie mark appeared that day. I was sent to an advanced school after they saw how good my talent was. I owe all of this, my career, my life right now, to that very day. To her. She was my only family my whole life... My brother is gone and my father left my mother before I was even born. My mother is a very strict mare, old fashioned and classy. She's rich and retired too, when I was a filly I was the only family she had, her one and only daughter. Hm, she spoiled me to the bitter end and always had her eyes on me. Any mistake would be corrected thirty times, repeat the right way over and over... "To make you a perfect mare." Is what she called it. I was home schooled from her and private tutors, always much more advanced then anypony my age should be learning. I know how my father leaving and my brother dying devastated her, and I wasn't going to let her down. So, I followed everything without a remark, to be the best I could be for her. I know how much I mean to her and I would hate to let her down."

Berry Punch chuckled and kissed her cheek, a little frown on her face however. "I'm sorry to hear about your brother and father, your mother seems like a good mare. My mother? She didn't care of me much. The same would go for my father. I come from Canterlot too, surprising as that may sound. Three brothers and two sisters, all of them high class and fancy like my parents. Not me. I was so much different, always trying to get things done quicker, hang out with my friends from school. They despised me. Their little mistake is what they would tell ponies who came over and saw how much different I was from everypony else. The sheathe and balls? They thought I was stallion at first until the doctors found out I was a futa... They didn't like that I was a futa, where we lived being both genders wasn't exactly things looked up to there. After I had enough I ran away. I couldn't take it anymore. What else would I do? Stay there and be an outcast in my parents eyes because how different I was to them? You should've seen their faces when they found out my special talent was drinks. They were furious and tried to get me to do anything but. I couldn't stand it anymore. I got onto a train and arrived in Ponyville, and I built myself with drinks. I made them and sold them, I was always a little bigger then a normal filly and just called a small mare. Lucky me huh? It was Roseluck who first brought me to one or your concerts here and ever since then I just... Liked you."

Octavia smiled to herself. "Wow..." She was speechless. She had always thought her mother was the worst for making everything have to be perfect, but Berry's parents just seemed... Awful. Quickly she changed the topic to rid the air of the awkward silence suddenly hanging over the two mares.

"So what's your favorite food? Favorite color? If I may ask what're those magazines?"

Berry Punch rolled her eyes. "You're sure filled with questions aren't t you? Heh. My favorite food is probably a dandelion sandwich, those things are so good... Color? Purple! I mean, it's kinds obvious with my house and all... M-Magazines? Oh uh those are just... Magazines on... Drinking." Berry said nervously, and Octavia knew right on she was lying about those magazines but she wasn't gonna ask.

"What about you huh? You don't expect me to answer all the questions and not ask you do you?" Berry gave her a little nuzzle making her move over a bit.

"My favorite food is actually a mystery to myself too. I can't say I have a favorite. We share the same favorite color too... I don't have any magazines so I guess you can't ask me that huh?" She teased mimicking her a little with the Huh. Before she could ask another thing her stomach growled. "So Berry, how about some breakfast now? My treat to you."

"Two treats in one morning? Hm I'm not gonna complain..." Berry Punch smirked and gently gave her a little spank on her flank, causing her to jump a little and blush. "Hey don't push it!" Octavia teased as she got out off the bed and headed downstairs to go cook.

Taking off her bow tie before leaving the room, she set it down on the left nightstand, it had to be washed later. Walking down the stairs and into the kitchen a Octavia looked around the kitchen. The floor was pink and white tiled with small squares, the counters white and the walls and ceiling plum. It matched the rest of the house perfectly. Her hooves clicked across the tile. Opening the fridge and grabbing some carrots and lettuce, Octavia fumbled through the kitchen until finding two bowls. Mixing the two together then adding some cucumbers and dandelions. "Berry! Breakfast is ready!"

Bringing the bowls over to the dining room and setting them next to eachother Octavia sat and waited for Berry Punch to come down. Breakfast together would be nice, her first breakfast with her marefriend! There wasn't much light in the room with every window blocked off by the closed curtains so she turned on a lamp to help light up the room. Hearing her coming down the stairs Octavia sat down by the table once more, brushing her mane back. The sweet grape-y smell of Berry's house was pleasing, the warmth of the house matched it perfectly. She could definitely get used to this.

"You cook a lot Tavi?" Berry's voice took her by surprise and she turned to look at her as she trotted through the kitchen and sat down by her.

"Oh not much really. Well... I usually cook a lot for Vinyl and me so yeah I usually do cook a lot. This is just a simple salad with carrots cucumbers and dandelions just for you. Hope you enjoy it!" Octavia slowly took a bite of her breakfast after Berry dug into hers.