Vinyl Scratch: Polite and Calm?
Octavia put her bow for her cello down and spoke up, “Alright everypony, good work! Now remember the performance is three days from now. Please continue to practice everypony!”
“Yes Ma'am!” shouted multiple ponies in the room that they were practicing in. Octavia talked to a few of her music friends and left the building thinking to herself, 'Okay, practice went well, now I just hope we do that well at the performance. Guess its time to head home, fix myself something to eat and go to bed. Hopefully, Vinyl will stay at that party tonight she was supposed to be at to be their DJ.' She walked home and opened her door to her and Vinyl's house. However, when she opened the door and saw what was inside, her eyes bugged out and her jaw was about to drop to the floor.
In the house was Vinyl Scratch, sitting upright with a pipe in her mouth, a glass of champagne right by her on a small table and reading 'War and Peace' by Leo Tolstoy. This was not the Vinyl she knew. The Vinyl she knew was a loudmouth, crazy partyholic. “Um, Vinyl?”
Vinyl turned her head and politely said, “Oh, good evening Octavia, how was the rehearsal? Did it go well for the performance three days from now?”
“Um, uh, yes.”
“That's good.”
“Are you okay Vinyl?” asked Octavia slowly.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, don't you have a party tonight to go to? You know, to be a DJ at?”
“Oh no Octavia, that's tomorrow night.”
“Oh okay. Um, I have one more question Vinyl.”
“Yes?”
“Are you feeling okay? Because you are acting very strange.”
“Why I feel perfectly fine Octavia, I'm just catching up on some reading tonight.”
'Okay' thought Octavia, 'Something's wrong here, she didn't call me Tavi.'
“All right, enough games Vinyl, what happened?!” yelled Octavia.
“Whatever do you mean Octavia?”
“That! That right there! The Vinyl I know would never call me that or act politely, or or or read!!!” she kept yelling.
“What is wrong with calling a pony by its name? Do you wish me to call you something else Octavia?”
“Yes! Wait, why am I answering that? Answer my question first! Why are you acting like that?!”
“I am just acting as I always do Octavia.”
“No! No you're not! The Vinyl I know is a unicorn who is crazy, loud, obnoxious, and drives me crazy! You're not my roommate! You have to be someone else!”
“I don't understand. Why would I act like that?”
“Don't play dumb with me Vinyl. Don't you remember all the horrors you put me through? Like that time you decided to experiment with hot peppers with my breakfast?! Or the time you thought you could use the strings in my bow to floss your teeth?!”
“Oh, well I apologize for doing such things to you Octavia.”
“.....No...no no no no no. This can't be right. You, this is some trick isn't it?! Is this another one of your stinking pranks?! Huh?! Is it?!”
“Please do not shout Octavia. You'll disturb the neighbors.”
“Oh come on!!! You have got to be kidding me! You disturb our neighbors all the time with your techno-hip-pop music that blast out of that overgrown mixing table of yours!!”
“Octavia, please calm down. Here, would you like so champagne? Perhaps it will help calm your nerves.”
“No, I don't want a drink. What I want is to know what happened to my roommate Vinyl Scratch?!” Octavia yelled.
“She's sitting right here Octavia.”
At this point, Octavia's eyes were twitching and her mind was about to blow a fuse like no other. It felt as if her brain was about to explode. Then she decided to stop. Octavia took a deep breath and grabbed her cello case that she had brought with her.
“Alright Vinyl, I don't know what's going on here but it stops right now. I am going to take my cello to my room and when I come back you better be your loud noisy self. Understand?!”
“I don't understand Octavia. You want me to be loud and noisy? Why would I do that?”
Octavia felt another of rush of anger coming along but decided she would just ignore what Vinyl just said.
“Just, just turn back to the Vinyl I know when I get back from putting this up.”
Octavia went to her room, putting her things away and adjusted her bow tie she had on. She headed to the kitchen and began making herself a sandwich. After she was done she went back to Vinyl, and saw that nothing had changed.
“Vinyl, what did I just tell you?”
“You told me to loud and noisy but I don't see the point Octavia.”
“Stop calling me that Vinyl and stop this whole act altogether!”
“But Octavia, this isn't an act.”
“Yes it is! There's no way that just in one day a loudmouth like you becomes some polite mare. You're Vinyl Scratch! You live to party and be unnecessarily loud about everything! That's just the kind of pony you are!”
“You really believe that?”
“Of course I believe that Vinyl! You act like that all the time! Ever since we've known each other, you've partied and 'live it up' as you say. That's all you do!”
“So you don't want me to polite at all?”
“I didn't say that, its just that, well...” Octavia lost her train of thought. “Okay, let's start over Vinyl.”
“Alright.”
“You are Vinyl Scratch. My roommate and a really loud, really crazy DJ.”
“I'm crazy?”
“Yes you are, trust me. Now will you just turn back to normal already?!” screamed Octavia.
Vinyl just looked at her for a few seconds and then said. “Octavia, I don't know why you believe that but all I try to do is be as kind and calm as I can be. I'm sorry if I am to noisy or too crazy for you.”
Octavia jaw just drops after hearing this. “....This doesn't make sense. Why are you acting like that?”
“Its how I always act Octavia.”
Octavia put down her sandwich. She just sat in a chair, confused. “This makes no sense.”
Octavia just closed her eyes as if it was all a bad dream. As she sat there she suddenly felt something go over her ears. Then, as if on cue, loud music blared through her ears, as if a thousand instruments went off at once right outside her eardrums. Her eyes immediately opened only to see Vinyl standing over her with a huge goofy grin on her face. Octavia immediately grabbed her ears and pushed off the headphones on them. Then Vinyl opened her mouth and said only two words:
“Fooled ya!”
At that moment, Octavia may as well been on fire as her temper exploded.
“VINYL!!!!!!!!!”
“Hahahahahahaha!! You fell for it! You fell for it!” Vinyl said as she ran away.
Author's Note
This is just a one shot. It was fun to write though.
