Don't give a crap anymore
"Vinyl!"
Ponyville's resident DJ was lulled to a reculent awakening by the silky voice of her roommate. But for the previously asleep unicorn, the voice sounded like a death note. Tempted to let sleep overcome her once more, Viynl breathed deeply and squeezed her eyes shut tight, pretending that Octavia's attempts to wake her hadn't taken effect. But any chances of Tavi taking pity on her and leaving her to rest flew away as a hoof rested on vinyls shoulder and began to attempt to wake her by subtle the force off shaking her.
"Vinyl!"
Finally Vinyl lifted her eyelids, her red-violet gaze searching the room drearily, half in hopes that Octavia would be gone. But she still stood above Vinyl, her eyes full of cold disapproval. "Miss Scratch! You were supposed to be studying! What have you been doing all this time!?" Vinyl tilted her head and parted her jaws in a wide yawn as she attempted feebly to straighten herself up, her body still numbed from slumber.
"Uh…… sleeping?" Vinyl finally managed to half prop herself up on the disheveled office chair and rubbed an eye half-heartedly. She raised a hoof to her cheek and cracked her neck both ways, one of the parts of her daily routine that she actually stuck to. The following attempt was to face her roommate, and as she swung around in her chair she immediately regretted her decision. Octavia's eyes were cold as ice, her face scrunched up with a hearty dose of annoyance.
"You're going to fail college unless you get back to your studies. You've lost enough time already." Viynl straightened up farther, resisting the urge to slump down. She paused for a moment, cooking up the right answer as she looked at the smudged ink letters on the paper in front of her.
"Oh…. College finals? Yeah… that." Vinyl said with a noticeable sigh. A couple weeks ago, Octavia had "surprised" Vinyl with the news that she had been selected as one of the drop-outs who could come back to college and get a second chance at a degree. Vinyl hadn't exactly known why they picked her. It must have been randomized, because the teachers thought she was a nightmare on wheels. "I still don't see why you don't have to go Tavi."
"I've already told you Vinyl. I earned my degree. I've passed my college finals! You have not." Vinyl slammed her head into her desk and immediately retreated with a pained groan as she raised her head and rubbed it. "And throwing a fit is not doing anything to change my mind. You'll pass your exams and that is absolutely final." Octavia walked out of the study, clicking the door softly behind her and leaving Vinyl with her jumbled thoughts, a large stack of books, and notes that were next to impossible to read. Seeing this, Vinyl assumed she was either really tired or slightly drunk when she wrote them, probably both. Vinyl encircled a quill next to her with electric red magic, raising it into the pot of ink and beginning to write.
"Miss Scratch?" Vinyl raised herself from her temporary desk and trotted over the cold tile floor, a paper gripped in her magical aura. It was the day of the individual, private gradings, and Vinyl scratch was feeling great. Great about herself, the world, everything. And nothing could ruin her mood. She had done exactly as Octavia asked. She stayed up studying and finally thought that she understand the work, though if you asked her a month ago she never would have thought it could happen. She slowed her pace as she neared the desk housing a stern looking gray mare and lowered her reports final draft onto her mahogany desk. The mare looked at Vinyl disapprovingly, as if remembering old times, before looking back at the paper. Vinyl plopped herself back in her seat and waited for the teachers surefire approval.
"I can honestly say that this is the worst thing I have ever read in my entire years as a teacher here." Vinyls jaw dropped in disbelief. After her hours of hard work, trying to please Tavi with a good grade (OK, it was mostly so she'd stop bugging her), making pointless notes and repeating her grammar skills over and over, she got that as a response!? Her jaw dropped, her eye beginning to twitch slightly. "Of course, you'll have to repeat your college courses from the start…" Vinyl pricked her ears and realization sunk in. The work had been hard. She had spent lots of valuable time on it, trying to please her roommate and be done with the whole back to college thing. She had tried her best.
But there was NO WAY she was retaking every one of her college courses. She raised herself to her hooves and took a shuddering breath as she looked her teacher in the eye. The mare appeared unamused. Vinyl was about to tell her exactly what she thought.
"Well you know what?" The teacher looked at her dully, waiting blankly for her answer. Vinyl chuckled and grabbed the desks in her red aura, raising them off the ground as her smile became wider. "Lets drop this beat," She whispered under her breath as the desks quivered in midair. "SCREW IT ALL!" Vinyl jerked her head to the side and the desks flew in perfect sync towards the wall, crashing into it and breaking the fragile layer of bricks. Next time they'd think twice before buying metal desks. And Vinyl wasn't even done. "SCREW IT ALL!" She screamed as the stacks of books on the desk burst into flames of fury. The teacher kept back in surprise as the flames licked at her uniform.
"MISS SCRATCH! STOP THIS INSTANT!" Vinyl looked at her and her eyes narrowed. After a moment of rushed decision, fury backed its way into Vinyl's eyes and she kept onto of the mare, slamming her into the ground and feeling satisfied as she pinned her ears back and smiled.
"You'll give me a passing grade, or I'll leave these books with you…" Vinyl levitated the books on the desk, which were still erupting in red flame. The teacher looked terribly nervous and sweat rolled down her face.
"OK! OK! You win!" The teacher hurriedly gestured to a scroll on the desk. "Theres your diploma, please just leave me alone!" Vinyl smiled and levitated it off the desk, releasing the mare from her grip. She took this advantage to leap to her feet and run out the door screaming, "HELLLLPPPP!"
"Heh. Serves her right. She always gave me extra homework."
"Hey Vinyl?"
"Yes Tavi?"
"The newspaper says that the college was burned down… on the day that you graduated. You didn't have anything to do with it, right?"
"Why, I have no idea what you're talking about."
Author's Note
Just a little something I hoowipped up for one-shotober.
The way you're saying that is funny.
What? Hoowip?
Yeah… Say whip.
Hoowhip.
*Tears hair out*
