Octavia and Vinyl Scratch: A Love Story

"Your special talent is music to?!" Vinyl said, mouth agape.

"Yeah, I play the cello." Octavia replied, not really seeing the immediate shock Vinyl had felt.

"The cellowhatsit now?" Vinyl said, perplexed at this new word that was about to be added to her knowledge base, to an extent.

"The cello is a classical instrument, mostly recognized during the Baroque Period..." Octavia trail off into the history of the cello, and it's importantness. Vinyl, of course, listened as hard as she could, without falling asleep.

Ponies began storming in through the doors, some in couples, some in large groups of almost more than four. Octavia grew wide-eyed at the new ponies, she looked back to her company, to find that she had left the table

"Everypony ready to party!!"

Octavia heard a familiar voice and she looked back over towards the .. Turn tables .. To find that Vinyl was on stage standing behind them, fiddling with the many knobs and slides.

Octavia jumped in her seat as a loud thumping noise started emitted from the surrounding speakers, it wasn't what she was used to, but the beat was infectious, she bobbed her head in tempo with the deafening song.

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Vinyl loved this song, and she had it mixed perfectly. She looked at the table where she had left the light tan mare and saw that she was enjoying her beats. Vinyl smiled that toothy grin and turned it up, receiving obvious praise from the crowd.

••••

Octavia got up and started dancing near the table she had waited at, she had no idea what this song was, but she just couldn't resist getting up to dance.

She looked back up at the stage to see Vinyl bobbing her head, her eyes closed. Man she must really love this music.

••••

Vinyl witnessed Octavia get up to dance, "Atta Girl," Vinyl said to herself, finding that she was grinning once again.

About 4 hours later …

The place was starting to clear out after the manager had mentioned it being close to closing time, Vinyl spotted the cellist sitting at the same table they had met. She was drinking some colorful thing, Vinyl walked back over to her and sat down.

"So ... Did you like the music?" Vinyl asked.

"OF COURSE! That was great Vinyl! And you do this for a living?!" Octavia asked, still sweating from dancing during the last song.

Vinyl's face turned back into a normal smile, "Yeah, I get that a lot about my music."

"Well, if you have anymore dates with your, Uh, turn tables, just let me know, and I'll be there!" Octavia said, just as she finished writing her number down on a loose napkin.

Vinyl took the napkin as Octavia hoofed it to her, "Thanks!" Vinyl beamed, grinning once again.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that smile," Octavia said, "Oh, and you're welcome!"

"Heh," Vinyl laughed slightly, "Well, I'm gunna go home and hit the hay," Vinyl managed to yawn out.

"Likewise," Octavia replied, as her and the DJ parted. "Don't forget to call!" She yelled out before the white unicorn was out of sight.

"Will do!" Vinyl yelled back, then the two took separate paths.

Octavia arrived at her apartment, exhausted, she fell right into bed, not even bothering with the covers. She lie in bed, thinking about the next time she would meet the blue maned DJ, she dosed off into a deep slumber.

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Vinyl flopped down onto her bed, taking off her shades and closing her eyes, all she could do was count treble clef cuties marks to help herself fall asleep.

About 3 days later …

Ring ring .. ring ring .. rin, "Hello?" Octavia answered putting her phone up to her ear. A short pause followed before a familiar voice replied.

"Hey," "What's up?" Vinyl shakily answered.

"Oh, nothing much," Octavia got out after pausing for awhile.

"Am I interrupting something?" Vinyl asked, preparing to hang up.

"OH! No, no, I'm just trying to tune my cello." After some flat notes are played and corrected Octavia replied again, "Ok, I'm done. So .. You got some parties coming up?"

"Yeah, just a couple," Vinyl said, her enthusiasm rising a bit.

"Great! I'll see if I can make them, I haven't really been busy as much as I usually am." Octavia said, perking up as well.

"Oh, well, that's good," Vinyl replied, chewing her bottom lip. "Well, I guess I'll call you later." Vinyl finished.

"Oh, wait, you didn't tell me what time I should come!" Octavia blurted before Vinyl hung up.

"Just come at 7 and come around back, if anyone asks, just say you're with me." Vinyl replied.

"Ok, sounds simple enough, I'll be there at 7." Octavia stated. "Bye!"

"Bye." Vinyl said as she hung up.

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Octavia smiled to herself as she readied her sheet music and began to play Bach's Prèlude Suit No. 1, in F minor.