The True Power of Friendship and Love

“VINYL, OPEN UP!”

She could swear she heard someone yelling at her door.... She couldn't tell for sure. She turned her music down a few notches.

*knock* *knock* *knock* The knocking hasted up; like it was an emergency.

'I wonder who the hell that could be.?'

Vinyl turned her music down more and slowly walked towards the door. Only slightly opening it.

“Ohh, Caramel. What are you doing here? It’s late don’t you realize that? You’re welcomed in yet it’s truly a mess.” She spoke in a slightly confused tone of voice. He almost never came here, and when he did it was usually with Applejack.

“I need to talk to you. I'm freaking out, and I need your help. It’s about Applejack.” He spoke, almost out of breathe, he words hastened.

He looked at her with eyes filled with pleading, and there was no way she would deny him access. Especially when he looked the way he did.

“Well come in and tell me what’s wrong.” Vinyl spoke in an almost hurt voice yet she couldn't comprehend why.

She opened the door, and he stepped in. Almost tripping over some wire he managed to find some hay to sit on.

“So what’s going on?” She asked, concern seeming to fill her voice.

“I think Apple needs help. I think we may need to try and save her from herself. I need you to help. I could never manage it alone. I like her, and I told her that today. But she told me it was suicide to try and save her. Yet I’m willing to take that risk. I need to. I could never forgive myself if anything happened to her. Please Vinyl will you help?” His voice almost had a pleading in it. I guess you can say he was maybe even begging for her help right now.

“I……. I... uhm… I really don’t know Caramel. I don’t know how I could help.” She explained, a hint of sadness tasting at her words.

“Please Vinyl?” Now he truly was begging.

“I guess, I guess I can try. Although I don’t know how on earth I can help. You know she won’t open up to me.”
‘She’s right’ he thought to himself. He truly didn’t know what he was going to do now. He didn’t understand how he could help. Yet he knew he had to try. Nothing else mattered right now. Nothing else mattered but keeping Applejack safe and sound.

"so where are we going to start," Vinyl asked.

"I.. i dont know... I guess we can brain storm for now as to figure out how were going to save her from herself. I know she feels lost hopeless and alone. That much i can comprehend. I guess the main thing we can do right now is make her feel like she actually belongs. Even if it's just with the two of us. It's better than her feeling worthless and alone."

"You're right with that Caramel. I don't know how were going to make her feel like she belongs though, she is always down and whenever we invite her anywhere she always declines for some reason of another."

"Yea i know, we'll were going to have to figure something out, i should get going though. I have to go by her place in the morning because i promised her i would, and i want to make sure she didn't do anything stupid. I'll come by some point in the next few days or i'll call you. Bye Vinyl."

"I'll see you Caramel." Vinyl's voice went from her normal voice, to a depressed voice. Caramel didn't notice, he was already leading himself out the door and not paying attention. He seemed to be in his own world. She didn't like this at all. She could tell what was going to happen next. She knew that caramel would tell apple that he liked her, if he hadn't already, then he would date her in order to get her out of the slum she was in. Who knew how long the relationship would last, and then once he thinks apple is ok, he's going to dump her.

'I don't want to watch that happen...... I couldn't let that happen to her. But i know she isn't going to listen to me about this. She wants to be happy and if its because she thinks someone cares than i guess i'll have to let things take her course.'

Vinyl didn't want to watch her closes pony be killed by this. She knew how things would play out, and she didn't like the outcome a bit. There was no way the two of them would last and it would only leave Apple with a broken heart.

'A broken heart that maybe i could mend?' No that was crazy there was no way that could happen, no way in a million years. No way she would feel the same, and there was no way Vinyl could tell her. It wouldn't be allowed, they'd be run out of the town like in the burning days. It would be crazy, it may be worth it, but Vinyl couldn't take the risk. Not right now, not unless she was sure Apple would feel the same. Which she wouldn't.

'It's probably time i should head off to bed. It's been one crazy day and i need sleep.'

She headed off to turn her entire stereo system off. Yet she had an idea, she started looking through all her mixes. She picked out some of the best ones she had, and she put all of them onto a CD. It took her maybe 30 min to find all the ones to put on there and to burn the CD in the correct order. The CD told a story, each song a different chapter. And she knew exactly what she was going to do with it. Exactly where she would go and that who she was giving it to would figure out the story behind this. Would figure out exactly what she had meant by it. It may take some time, but Vinyl knew she would understand.

She raced out of her house without a second thought, she knew it was late, she didn't care, she had to get it delivered. And now. She raced down the street, at least it was still slightly light enough for her to see. She finally got to were she was heading. She ran around to the back, to where the windown was. As soon as she turned the corner though she stopped. She was hearing voices, she heard the two of them. Talking, laughing even. A rage filled up inside of her and she couldn't stand it anymore. She turned around before she snapped. She decided to just leave it in the mail box. It was simplier, and she knew she would know who it's from.

She wrote two simple words on the CD cover.

"To: Applejack"

She placed it in the mailbox and turned and slowly began to head home. It wasn't that far and yet it seemed to take hours upon hours. She was half way home, and she began to cry. She knew she should be holding herself together but she couldn't not right now. Everything got harder and harder to see with the tears covering her eyes, and yet she couldn't stop or steady herself. Vinyl kept walking, when she finally made it home she walked in shut the door, and collasped on the pile of hay, she couldn't manage to get to her room. As soon as she hit the hay she was out, and her dreams left her in a pleasent nightmare.