To Wub and to be Wubbed

"Hey, I'm Vinyl Scratch. Yes, yes thee Vinyl Scratch. The DJ-Pon3 whose playing at every grea- uh nonono no. Too show offy"

A white unicorn paced along the sidewalk outside of a theater where Lyra's orchestra played. The streets were busy with hundreds of ponies ranging from locals trying to get to their job's, to tourists window shopping, all of them chattering about in a loud commotion of a thousand different conversations, drowning out any words that Vinyl said.

Everypony had somewhere to be, somewhere to go, something to do, except for the DJ with the huge purple sunglasses.

'Lyra told me to be out here and wait for her practice to be over, so she's probably going to introduce me, but how do I make a good impression on a mare who is so hot.'

Vinyl paced in contemplative thought.

'What if I say something stupid? What if I make a total idiot of myself and then she'll want nothing to do with me. What if won't ever let me talk to her again! What do I dooooooo~'

Vinyl shrunk thinking of all the possibilities before she slowly regained her composure.

'C'mon breathe Vinyl. You can do this. What did Lyra say last night?'

"Licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets"

'No, that wasn't it.'

"It feels like I'm wearing nothing at all."

'No, not that either'

"Vinyl just act like yourself and everything will be fine, so for the last time, stop freaking calling me and let me get some sleep!"

'Yeah, that sounds about right. Just act like yourself Vinyl. You're cool; you're sexy; you got this.'

Just then, the theater started to let out all of the Royal Canterlot Orchestra to go home. Many ponies Vinyl didn't recognize flooded into the streets as she feverishly looked for Lyra and the grey mare.

Eventually Lyra and the mare with a cute bowtie left the building together, talking idly with one another. Vinyl barely kept herself from running up to them and doing something stupid, and instead managed to walk over to the pair as they halted facing her.

Lyra slipped Vinyl into the conversation with ease, introducing Vinyl saying, "Oh, hey Vinyl. Octavia," She gestured a hoof at the white unicorn, "this is Vinyl Scratch a good friend of mine from college. She's the one who played for the Royal Canterlot Wedding."

Octavia looked impressed at that, "The Canterlot Wedding, really? That's pretty impressive."

"Y-you too," Vinyl stammered. 'Cool as fucking ice Vinyl. GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME!'

Lyra smirked for only a second at Vinyl's awkward predicament before continuing on with her introductions and gestured a hoof at the gray mare, "Vinyl this is Octavia, she's the lead cellist in the Orchestra and a member of an ensemble that plays for the Galas."

Vinyl wanted to spit-take. Even though those words meant nothing to her, they sure did sound pretty awesome.

"Wow, that sounds pretty awesome."

"Well, when you love what you do, you tend to do well. But I only play for the Grand Galloping Gala every now and then; you playing at the Canterlot Wedding, which must have taken a quite a bit of skill. What instrument do you play?"

Vinyl started feeling a bead of sweat on her forehead. She only got the job at the Royal Wedding, because Pinkie Pie knew her. Becoming a famous DJ doesn't ever sound impressive on paper.

"Oh well, umm, I don't really play an instrument at my gigs. I just use a turntable and I sorta just play all kinds of... music and stuff," Vinyl was starting to find the buildings behind Octavia extremely interesting.

"A turntable?"

"Yeah," Vinyl turned to face Octavia, "I mix songs and play them for parties and stuff."

"Well, I suppose that's fair, although am I to assume you also try to make your own electronic music."

"I do tend to try my hoof at my own stuff every now and then."

The cellist smiled softly, "I figured you for a creative mind. I don't much understand the appeal of your style, but I do understand that a lot of work that goes behind it, sometimes."

"Well, if you didn't understand the awesomeness of wubs, I'm going to bet you weren't listening to my tracks." 'Wow, did I really just say "awesomeness of wubs", goddesses, I'm stupid.'

While Vinyl was mentally facehoofing, Lyra saw an opportunity open up and took it just as quick as she saw it, "Yeah, Octavia, you should give it another try. Me and Vinyl were going to a club tonight and we thought you should come with us; it'll be fun."

Although Vinyl was surprised at the unexpected invitation, she didn't protest it.

"Oh sorry, but tonight I'm going to dinner with Freddy," the gray mare apologized in a sincere manner.

For tense two seconds silence reigned in between the two unicorns, until Lyra simply asked, "Freddy?"

'Come on Vinyl, keep it cool'

"Yes, Frederick Horseshoepin. He's my colt friend and...."

Vinyl couldn't hear anything Octavia said, due to the interlocking mechanism within her mind that had gone dead, rendered her frozen in place. However, that didn't stop her from screaming and shouting as much as she wanted within the confines of her mind.

'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!'

Lyra, however, wasn't as blindsided by this setback, and continued on with a forced smile, "Oh well, we understand. I'll see you tomorrow at practice Octavia"

"Very well then, goodbye Lyra, goodbye Vinyl, have fun at the club."

Lyra began to walk away, but turned around to see Vinyl standing in the same spot; frozen. She quickly came back and dragged the frozen DJ away by the forehoof, trying to laugh away Octavia's odd gaze at Vinyl.

Vinyl offered no resistance.