Two Melodies Melting Together
Two melodies melting together
Two melodies melting together.
Vinyl silently opened the door to her apartment. It was early in the morning and Octavia had rehearsals the previous day, so she was sure that the earth pony would still be deeply asleep. Ensuring that she actually heard the sounds of Octavia’s soft snoring from the bedroom, she motioned in the direction of the door.
“Quick, bring everything in! She’s still asleep, so no bucking sound, alright?”
Several ponies rushed in, carrying some large packages either in their hooves or their magical grip. Vinyl lead them to the empty guest room, grinning brightly.
Tavi will be happy for sure!
She followed them into the empty room, watching as they unpacked and put together the contents of the boxes. A large, grey bed with purple satin and a violet treble clef on top of the blanket. Next was a nightstand, a dresser, and various other furniture Vinyl thought Octavia would enjoy. Everything was perfect.
It took far longer than expected, and Vinyl already feared that Octavia would wake up before everything was ready. Fortunately, they finished everything and left before the grey mare showed up.
Time for the next step.
Vinyl went into the kitchen, preparing everything. She practiced for nearly two weeks to get Octavia’s favourite meal perfect. Raspberry pancakes with whipping cream and some strawberries for decoration. Strawberries…
“Buck, I forgot the strawberries!” she muttered to herself in exasperation before bolting out of the apartment and heading towards the marketplace.
While running, Vinyl looked at the raising sun. She only had minutes before Octavia would wake up. Cursing, she sped up, reaching the market swiftly.
“Good morning, Vinyl. Oh my, you look like you ran all way here! Did you forget something?” quizzed a yellow mare with green eyes and two-coloured orange mane, the mare in question tsking in disappointment as much as worry.
The white mare stopped, catching her breath, “Junebug! Glad you’re still here. I forgot the strawberries! Please tell me you still have some strawberries!”
“I’m sorry Vinyl! Red Gala just bought the last basket some minutes ago. You can find her in her small cupcake shop down this street,” Junebug replied and pointed down the opposite street.
“Thanks June! See ya later!” and with that, Vinyl was on the run again.
She ran down the street, searching for the shop and asking several ponies on her way. Even though she had lived in the city for some time now, she still didn’t know every corner of the city, and certainly didn’t know where every shop was. After a few minutes of hectic searching, she found a small, green painted shop. It really stood out against the fancy restaurant at its side.
With a gulp, she went in, “Hello?”
The inside was colourfully decorated, a small counter with some cupcakes prepared on the opposite wall. Vinyl approached it as a pink pony with a green mane entered from the other side.
“Oh, hi! My name is Red Gala, welcome to my shop! How can I help you?” she asked, smiling.
Vinyl hesitated, “Well, you see… I was talking with Junebug a few minutes ago and I heard you bought the last strawberries…”
Red Gala looked confused for a few moments before her face lit up, “Yeah! I bought them for a new recipe I’m trying out for today! It’s Hearts and Hooves day, after all!”
“Would you mind selling some? I only need two or three. I’m doing something special for a wonderful mare and… and I need them for it.”
Why the buck am I telling her this? I don’t even know her!
“A wonderful mare, huh? I guess I can spare three,” she mused with a knowing smile before she spun,grabbing a small basket from behind her, “And no, you don’t have to pay for them,” she added quickly as Vinyl tried to gather some bits out of her saddlebags.
“Oh, thank you!” Vinyl exclaimed gratefully while carefully grabbing the small basket in her magical aura, “Mhh... You said something about trying a new recipe?” Red Gala nodded, “Can I have some?” with that she placed a small stack of bits on the counter.
“Of course!” Red Gala exclaimed happily, trotting through the door she came in, only to return moments later with a small package wrapped in colourful paper, “There you go. Be sure to share them with your marefriend!” she exclaimed with a wave while Vinyl left confused.
How did she guess that?
She shook her head and made her way back to her apartment, hoping that Octavia would still be asleep.
As Vinyl opened the door she quickly went to her bedroom, still hearing the soft snoring of the mare she adored so much. Grinning, she continued with her preparations in the kitchen.
Octavia laid on the sofa in Vinyls apartment, enjoying the warmth beside her. The warmth was caused by a soft bunch of white fur, snuggling deep against her side. The grey mare smiled happily, burying her snout deep into Vinyls fur.
Mhhh, this is good. I have never felt so good in my life.
Somehow, she liked it. The feeling of being that close to Vinyl. She had no clue why, but a sudden movement caught her attention. Vinyl turned, facing her with a lovely smile. Before Octavia could question anything, the white mare closed the small gasp and pressed her lips on hers, causing her stomach to flutter uncontrollable and her heart to explode.
***
She woke up with a gasp, casting a confused gaze around the room. She was laying in Vinyl’s bedroom, as always. Since she moved in she had been sleeping in the bed of the white mare while she slept on the couch.
It was just a dream… Why am I so disappointed about this circumstance?
She abandoned the thought and blinked a bit sleep out of her eyes. Recognizing a small, painfully familiar scent, she couldn’t help but sniff around. It smelled delicious! Just as she was about to get out of the bed, the door swung open, revealing a small tray in a blue aura, Vinyl following closely.
“Good morning, Tavi! Hope ya slept well!” she exclaimed cheerfully, smiling at her.
Octavia yawned before focusing on the tray, “Good morning, Vi. Yes, absolutely splendid! What is this?”
The white mare placed it on the blanket just in front of Octavia, “Breakfast in bed, of course! I made your favourite,” she said with a small blush, “Hope you like it.”
She would never reveal it, but at that moment Octavia’s heart pounded in her chest, making her afraid Vinyl could hear it.
“I-I l-love it,” she stuttered, smiling awkwardly at Vinyl who raised an eyebrow.
“Tavi? Is everything alright? Don’t you pass out on me now, okay?” the white mare laughed, “Enjoy it, after that waits the next surprise!” with that, Vinyl left, leaving her alone with her pounding heart and the breakfast.
Why do I act like a small school filly if she’s in the room? We’ve been living together for the past three weeks, and I still can’t control it. I thought it would be just a small phase…
Octavia gulped and looked at the tray. Raspberry pancakes with whipping cream and strawberries on top. She smiled and took a bite, moaning at the taste.
Wow, it’s perfect… I thought she couldn’t really cook? Did she learned it for me?
She shook her head, trying to counter her thoughts.
Stop being silly, Octavia. You’re too different to make anything work. Wait… why am I concerned about this?
These thoughts made Octavia crazy, she was used to understanding her own train of thought. While she enjoyed her delicious breakfast, she decided it would be best to visit Lyra and Bon Bon at some point. Hopefully they’d have an idea of how to fix her sanity-tempting thoughts..
She ate everything and enjoyed the sweet strawberries on her tongue before getting out of the bed and walking towards the door. Opening it, she looked around the corridor, hearing soft music out of the guest room. The guest room was supposed to be entirely devoid of anything.
What in the wide world of Equestria is going on here?
Slowly, Octavia walked towards the door, recognizing the music. It was the piece she played a few weeks ago for Vinyl at the Concert Hall. Confused, the grey mare opened the door… to find Vinyl standing in a newly furnished room with a grammophon, which currently played the piece she had heard from the hallway.
“Vi…” she looked around the room, “W-what is this?”
Vinyl approached her, luring her into a soft embrace, “Welcome to your new room Tavi! I furnished it for you, I hope you like it! And sorry it took so long.”
She was still confused, but remained aware enough that she returned the hug, feeling comfortable and safe in Vinyl’s arms, “Oh, Vi! It is wonderful! You knew I could’ve furnished it by myself!” the grey mare looked at the grammophon, “Where did you get a record of this piece? I thought it had only ever been written down, never actually recorded.”
Grinning, Vinyl looked at her, “Well, there is no record of this. I hope you’re not mad at me, but I recorded this weeks ago at the concert hall. It’s you playing Tavi!” At this revelation, Octavia had tears in her eyes.
Octavia couldn’t think anymore, she just smiled at Vinyl and wiped the tears from her muzzle. What followed was surprising for both mares, the cellist leaned in and planted a small kiss straight on Vinyl’s muzzle.
What am I doing? And why am I enjoying it so much?
Both mares blushed furiously and Octavia stepped back, “S-s-sorry Vi… Thank you for everything!”
“For you, everything Tavi,” came the reply that shocked the grey mare.
Argh, no! I’m just her cohabitant and we’re both mares. This is not right.
Just as weeks ago, Octavia tried to fight against her thoughts. However, Octavia felt the desire to explore her feelings, despite how hard her mind was trying to fight against them.
Maybe, slowly is a good thing.
“How unusual from you, such mushy things, Vi,” Octavia mocked her, trying to hide everything else.
“Hey, watch out before I start regretting this,” Vi replied, sticking her tongue out.
I never tried kissing with… No! Bad Octavia! Vinyl might have such thoughts, but not me!
“Okay, okay, Vi. As you know, this evening is the big concert for Hearts and Hooves Day. I got something for you, just a second,” the grey mare said and rushed back into Vinyl’s bedroom, getting something from her saddlebags.
She returned to her new room, hoofing a small ticket and a card to Vinyl, “This is a VIP ticket and a special guest pass. Your seat is right over the stage, front row. You are allowed to go everywhere with this one, even to my wardrobe,” she blushed at her last sentence.
“Wow Tavi, thanks! You know I love your playing, even if the music is not really my style,” the white mare replied, hugging her tightly.
Both mares broke away after a while, blushing a significant amount.
“I have to go to the club, rewiring and setting up some things, but I promise I will be there this evening!” Vinyl said, smiling a bit.
Octavias smile froze, however, “With Sassaflash?” she asked.
“Of course! She’s my mare for wiring, Tavi,” came the response.
“Oh, okay. Have fun, Vi,” the grey mare said before leaving the room, heading for the bathroom.
Why does it hurt so much that Sassaflash is always at her side? Am I jealous?
She quickly shook her head, trying to forget it. A cold shower, that would definitely help now.
Vinyl just stood in the room, still staring at the point where Octavia was mere moments ago.
Why is she acting that weird? First she kissed me, and now she’s just leaving?
Shrugging, she made her way to her bedroom, picking up the tray and carrying it to the kitchen. She placed everything in the new dish washer she installed a week ago, her technological masterpiece of kitchen appliances. It cleaned everything on a microscopic level with the deepest wubs, and Vinyl loved that thing as if it were her own child.
While the wubs filled the kitchen, her mind wandered around Octavia again. Vinyl felt more for her than she ever did for anypony else. More than for Spitfire or Sassaflash, for example, and she wasn’t sure what to do. She wanted to live with her, doing everything with her.
Why is this so hard? Ugh, this is driving me crazy.
A loud knocking on the door made her jump before she quickly trotted over to the door and opened it..
“Sassa! You’re damn early!” Vinyl greeted the turquoise pegasus at the door, hugging her, “Come in, make yourself comfortable in the living room.”
The pegasus returned her hug and went in, heading for the living room. Vinyl closed the door and followed her. On her way into the living room with Sassaflash, Vinyl noticed the soft sound of water coming from the bathroom. It seemed as if Octavia was still in the shower.
As she sat down next to Sassa, the turquoise mare immediately started to nibble on her ear sensually, “I missed you, Vinyl,” she mumbled before continuing.
Vinyl tried to enjoy it, but to no avail. In her mind only Octavia existed, and she somehow felt bad about her current predicament. As Sassa started to kiss her, softly brushing her tongue over her mouth Vinyl backed away.
“Sorry Sassa, I’m too distracted for this,” Vinyl said, smiling awkwardly.
Why do I feel guilty with this? I always do that with Sassa… What is wrong with me?
Sassa exactly worded her mind, “Vi, what is wrong with you?”
“I don’t know, I’m just not feeling it today. Sorry,” came the short and awkward reply from the white mare.
“C’mon lets head to the club, Vi. The music always cheers you up,” and with that the pegasus stood up, walking to the door of the apartment, “You coming, Vinyl?”
With a nod, Vinyl stood up and followed her, but paused at the corridor, “Tavi I’m heading to the club!” she called, but no answer, “I’ll go now, see you later Tavi!” again, no answer, so Vinyl shrugged and went out, following Sassa to the club.
***
“You love her,” Sassa said. It was a statement, not a question. It confused the hay out of Vinyl.
“What? No! Me and that mushy loving thing? Do you know who you’re talking to?” came the loud, albeit not entirely confident reply, “You are imagining things.”
The pegasus snorted, “I’m not, and you know that it’s true.”
“Can we wrap this up, please? We have a job to do and I want to get it done before the concert this evening!” and with that Vinyl sped up, leaving Sassaflash a few hooves behind her.
Ugh, that’s not me… Maybe they’re all right? But what do I do now?
Vinyl slowed down a tad and Sassaflash caught up, “So what if you’re right, Sassa? What should I do know?” Vinyl asked the turquoise mare.
Sassaflash sighed, “I thought you had this discussion weeks ago. How should I help you? I’m even dumb enough to let my own feelings drop just like Spitfire,”
The white mare stopped, “Wait. You still love me?” a small nod, “And... Spitfire too?” another one and Vinyl pouted, “She lied to me… she said there wasn’t anything more than friendship…”
“She lied to you because she knew that what you feel for Octavia is real, you idiot!” Sassaflash raised her voice, “She wanted you to be happy and live your life like you want! She sacrificed her own feelings for you, damn it!” she cried now, “And I did the same! Playing your little game to satisfy my own feelings!”
“Sassa… I’m sorry… I never knew it would affect you so much,” Vinyl said softly.
“Well, now you know. C’mon Vinyl, we got a job to do,” the pegasus replied and continued her way.
Vinyl wanted to talk about it, even argue, but she knew there would be no sense in it. Sassaflash was nearly as stubborn as her. Maybe time would fix everything.
***
“Yo, Neon! We’re done with the setup!” Vinyl shouted, looking up from her desks.
The stallion looked up from the bar inventory and smiled, “Great! You two were fast today. I guess you can go now.”
Vinyl had time to think about the situation while she worked. She knew that she had to admit her feelings for Octavia, and she had a plan. Today was Hearts and Hooves Day, so she had the perfect opportunity.
“Neon? Can we talk for a moment in private?” she asked, jumping down the stage.
He pondered for a moment before smiling, “Sure, we can talk in the office,” he replied, standing up and moving towards the small room.
Vinyl followed him and entered the office, sitting down in front of the desk.
“So what do you want to talk about?” Neon asked once he settled down in his chair.
“I need some favours from you. Do you still own that fancy old chariot?” he nodded, “I need it ready for this evening. Oh and another thing… You don’t know where I could get a dress last minute?” Vinyl ended, smirking nervously.
Neon’s jaw fell open, “What?”
“You heard me…” Vinyl muttered.
“Okay, Vi… I don’t know what’s wrong with you, but sure… You get the chariot for free use as long as you need it. For the dresses… Sapphire is in town-” Neon wasn’t coming far.
“No!” Vinyl yelled, interrupting him, “I’m not asking Sapphire!”
“Well then, there is only Miss Rarity. She is in town for the concert this evening, but the time is short. You should visit her right now! Although I can’t promise you that she can help you…” Neon replied.
“Argh, I really hope it’s worth it,” the white mare only muttered before standing up, “Make sure the chariot is ready, I’ll introduce the drivers later.”
Vinyl left after Neon nodded in confirmation, making her way through the club, waving a goodbye to Sassaflash (who promptly ignored her) and made her way to Rarity. Neon gave her the address of a nice hotel, and she hoped Rarity would be able to help her in this short amount of time.
She trotted through the city and soon reached the hotel, a fancy and tall building in the middle of the city. The white mare walked in, immediately being greeted by a stallion behind the desk in the lobby.
“Good day ma’am. How can I help you?”
“I’m here to see Miss Rarity. I’m a customer of hers,” Vinyl replied, hoping it would be enough.
“Oh,” the stallion smiled, “You should be honoured to get something from Miss Rarity. She is the best at her work, so I’ve heard,” he quickly opened a book and skimmed through the pages, “Seventh floor, room seventy-eight. It’s on the left once you left the elevator.”
Vinyl thanked him and quickly went into a waiting elevator, pushing the button for the seventh floor. As it moved, her mind wandered again.
Is this really the right thing I’m doing? What if Tavi just leaves me again?
As the elevator came to a halt, so did her mind. She walked into the left corridor, looking at the numbers of the rooms. Once she found seventy-eight, she knocked.
Oh please let her be there and as good as everypony keeps telling.
Seconds went by, and just as Vinyl thought nopony was there, the door opened revealing a white unicorn with purple mane and tail.
“Yes? How can I help you?” she drawled, eyes focusing on the equally white mare in front of her.
“Uhm… Miss Rarity? I need your help. Neon Lights praised your work, and I know I’m a bit late… but I need a dress for the concert this evening.”
“Yes, I’m Rarity. Oh darling, I’m flattered but I’m only good. And this is quite a tight schedule. Please, don’t think I’m rude or anything dreadful, but you don’t look like you would usually wear a dress,” Rarity contemplated, still looking at her.
“I need it for a special evening with a special mare… Can you help me? Please, I’ll pay whatever you want!” Vinyl tried to stay calm, but her tone was pretty much pleading now.
“Well… I think I will be able to do it… Please come in, darling. And stop talking about payment! If you’re willing to do such a thing for a pony you love, who am I to let you stand there without a dress? Now come in!” Rarity stepped aside, letting Vinyl in.
“How did you guess that?” Vinyl asked, a bit surprised.
“Oh please, darling! I’m not blind. And when you spoke about that ‘special mare’ you smiled quite wonderously, it’s obvious as day that you’re smitten,” Rarity casually replied after she closed the door and led the way, “Would you stand still right here for a second? I have to take your measurements.”
Vinyl just groaned. She hated doing nothing. It was boring. She did it anyways.
It’s for Tavi, so it’s worth it!
Measuring tapes were levitated around her, taking all her measurements. For Vinyl it was taking forever, but Rarity seemed to work as fast as she could, sweat pearling off her forehead.
“Just a little more, darling… yes… oh interesting… I’m done,” Rarity said and the measuring tapes disappeared, “Now for the colours! I would say we take the lighter colour of your mane for the dress. Maybe a nice cyan with purple designs. How about adding your cutie mark to it? I also guess you want something modern…” the mare continued and continued, Vinyl just nodding to everything.
After a while Rarity stepped to a small desk where a sewing machine stood, looking at Vinyl, “You can do what you want now. I need you in two hours for a small checking in fit, but I can assure you that it will be done in time for the concert,” she smiled.
“Thank you, Miss Rarity,” Vinyl beamed, happy that another piece of her plan would be done in time.
“It’s nothing, darling. And please, call me Rarity. That’s what my friends call me,” she replied before returning to her work.
***
Vinyl was walking around the city, trying to find Neon’s house to gather the chariot. Four hours left until the concert, and she intended on keeping her promise. She would be there and she would make sure that it was a night Octavia would never forget.
After a while of wandering, she found it and was quite surprised. She expected a small mansion, but it was a tall house, just like the others on its side. It wasn’t special. Grinning, Vinyl approached it, seeing the chariot standing by one side.
There it is… Now for the drivers…
She looked around and found a smaller house right next to Neon’s. It looked similar and was on the same property. The white mare approached it and knocked. For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then a young brown earth pony opened it.
“Yeah?”
“Are you one of Neons drivers?” Vinyl asked.
“Not only drivers. We are his employes, doing everything he needs us for,” the stallion replied, “And you are?”
“Vinyl Scratch. Neon lent me his chariot and I need your help. Could you wait at this address at sunset, pick up a grey mare and bring her to the concert hall? Oh and after the concert, please bring her to this spot here,” the white mare gave him two pieces of paper and the stallion nodded.
“Sure, we can do that. Want to do something special, huh?” he smirked.
Why the buck am I so predictable?
“Well, maybe,” she said and winked before turning and making her way back to Rarity.
She really hoped the dress would be ready in time.
***
“Rarity! It’s me, Vinyl! I’m back for the last fittings!” she called, knocking loudly on the door.
Only a moment later Rarity opened, several needles in her mane, motioning her to follow. On a small empty ponnequin laid a dress in a beautiful cyan colour. Vinyl was impressed, she left the designer barely an hour and it was nearly done.
“I’m about to add the decor and your cutie mark on it. Please, sit down,” Rarity offered and went back to work.
The needles just flew around the dress, Vinyl not really able to follow every movement. Time flew by and Rarity added various decors that fit nicely, and stitched in Vinyl’s cutie mark as the grand finalé. It was getting dark outside as Rarity sighed, taking the dress from the model and hovering it in front of her eyes.
“It’s nearly done. Now for the fitting. Would you please stand in the middle of the room, darling? Oh, and please hold still,” she said, smiling.
The white mare groaned but did as she was told. It was everything for Octavia after all. Rarity levitated the dress over her head and slid it down onto Vinyl, surprising her.
“Wow… It feels so soft, completely different than I always imagined,” Vinyl commented, raising an eyebrow.
“I made it more comfortable, since I figured that you usually don’t wear dresses. Now please hold still, this will only take a few moments,” came the reply.
Vinyl just stood still, looking outside of the window. The concert would start soon and she was worried that she wouldn’t make it.
Octavia looked out of the window, recognizing that it wasn’t far until sunset. She had been practicing for the last few hours ever since Vinyl had left, but all that practice had hardly made a difference. She was still replaying the memory of the morning’s quick kiss.
I have to get ready, I can still think about Vi later.
She laid her cello down, packing it into it’s case before slowly making her way into the bathroom. Vinyl hovered around her thoughts and she couldn’t help it. Usually Octavia would ask Lyra or Bon Bon about these perplexing feelings. However, they were out for Hearts and Hooves, so Octavia was left trying to figure out these thoughts on her own. Octavia thought that maybe they would be at the concert.
The grey mare enjoyed a quick shower and dried her coat. Looking into the mirror she adjusted her bowtie and combed her mane and tail. After she was done, her mind wandered again and she looked closer to her reflection.
I’m so much different than Vi, and yet I still feel something for her.
Her mind said that it was wrong, but Octavia knew her heart told her otherwise. It was difficult and she didn’t knew how to fix everything.
Maybe I should just stop being classy and talk with Vi
Shaking her head, she finished what she was doing and went to the practice room, grabbing the case of her cello. It was time to go now, she had a small walk to do. Octavia left the apartment and took the elevator down, preparing for a walk in the cold breeze. It was still not spring, and the weather was starting to annoy her. As she opened the front door, she stopped in shock.
In front of the apartment sat a large, fancy chariot in deep purple colour. It was a closed one, comfortable and warm. Just as Octavia thought it would surely wait for somepony else, a stallion stepped forward.
“Miss? Your ride is waiting. We are here to take you to your concert,” he said and bowed, motioning to the waiting chariot.
The grey mare blinked surprised, her jaw nearly dropping. She nodded and followed the stallion to the chariot and getting in.
Was this Vinyl’s idea? But why?
Still, Octavia was thankful for it. The chariot was slow moving with the crowded streets, but it was significantly better than walking. When they finally arrived at the concert hall, Octavia was expecting that they would drop her off at the performer’s entrance. However, the chariot seemed to have other plans as it stopped in front of the red carpeted front entrance.
Confused, the grey mare opened the door and stepped out, immediately greeted by journalist and reporters. Just as she reached to get her cello, one stallion grabbed it and nodded, following Octavia the whole way into the building. Before the tribunes she headed to the right, going to the rooms for the artists.
Baritone was already waiting with the rest of the musicians, greeting her with a small hug, “Octavia! I’m so glad that you are here! This will be the biggest performance of our lives!” he smiled and turned to face the whole group, “This is our great day! We will do our best, and there’s no way we’re going to fail! We have twenty minutes before it starts, so get ready. I wish you all the best of luck for today!”
They all stompped their hooves, smiling brightly. Octavia felt great; it was her day, and thinking that Vinyl would watch her only made it better.
It was a good idea to invite her. I like her watching me playing…
Smiling, she shook her head and went to prepare. As a small bell rang, a stagehoof motioned for them to go on the stage, so she took her cello and followed the others. Octavia was a bit nervous, the largest part of the piece today required that she played a solo part.
As they passed the curtain, Octavia stopped for a moment. The hall was full, more than full maybe… Every single place was occupied by ponies, either standing or sitting. She took her place in the row of musicians, bowing in front of the public before preparing herself by standing on her rear legs, grabbing her instrument in a delicate balance.
The piece began slow and Octavia immediately concentrated at her fullest. It was one of the best pieces Baritone had ever made, and everypony enjoyed it. Everything went without any incident, and soon it was time for her part.
While she continued playing, the other musicians stopped, making a small spare room for her in their center. Octavia played her part, focusing on her feelings for Vinyl, and it did more than help. She played perfect, every note in harmony and revealing their secrets to the audience. She melted into the melody and the feelings, her heart pumping louder with every note.
She thought it would explode out of her chest any second as she came to the last note. Octavia opened her eyes and looked over the audience. Everypony was looking at her, but she wasn’t interested in them. She was searching for someone specific, someone important. On the section just above the stage, her gaze met Vinyl’s, the white unicorn dressed in a beautiful dress, looking stunning and staring at her with tears in her eyes.
She liked it! She really liked it!
At this recognition, her heart pumped stronger and she felt her stomach fluttering once again, causing her to smile.
Maybe this is my destiny.
The entirety of the audience burst into thunderous stomps of approval, roses raining on the stage. It went on for minutes, even continued as she left the stage with the other musicians. Before she left, her gaze met Vinyl for another time, the unicorn grinning brightly and throwing a small, purple rose down towards the stage. Octavia caught it with her muzzle before leaving the stage, wearing a bright smile.
She followed the other musicians down from the stage, just to be met by Baritone.
“This was just… just… indescribable! Amazing! This was the best performance I’ve ever seen or heard! Please, everyone stay here for a few moments. Oh and Octavia, there is a chariot waiting for you outside,” he added, smirking towards the grey mare.
Octavia looked confused, but left the room and head to the entrance of the concert hall, driven by her curiosity. In fact, the chariot was really waiting in front of the red carpet. She smiled and walked towards it, getting in. She looked at the purple rose, that still was in her muzzle. It wasn’t a natural one, but beautifully enchanted. Octavia could easily guess who’s magic did that and her heart fluttered as the chariot moved forwards. Wherever it would drive, she was somehow sure she would like it…
Vinyl was still sitting in her seat, watching Octavia leaving the stage. It was time for the next part of her plan.
She caught the rose, so there is hope
Smiling, she made her way out of the hall and head to the destination the chariot would bring Octavia. Vinyl quickly grabbed her saddlebags and a basket from the wardrobe. She just hoped everything would go well.
Vinyl nearly sprint the whole way, hoping the shortcut she was taking would give her time to reach the place before the chariot. It was a small hill near the Everfree Forest, revealing a beautiful view over some parts of Equestria. She was sure that Octavia would like it.
After what seemed like an eternity of running, Vinyl reached the hill, bathed in soft moonlight.Everything was prepared. A small blanket with everything you would need for a picnic. Some purple roses, just like the one she threw down the stage, were covering most of the scene, shining in soft light. As she heard hoofsteps, she quickly hid behind some bushes, waiting for her special mare to arrive.
It wasn’t long until Octavia made her way onto the scenery, looking around the setting. Vinyl could see that she was impressed, catching every detail. The white mare was surprised, the purple rose Octavia caught was placed in her mane and it looked absolutely beautiful. As Octavia turned her head up to the moon, Vinyl took the chance and trotted forward.
Vinyl walked upon Octavia’s side, seeing a lonely tear running down her cheek.
“It is simply beautiful, Vi,” came the soft whisper, causing Vinyl’s heart to jump.
“Everything for you,” she replied, causing Octavia to turn and face her.
“Why?”
Why? Because I love you Tavi... Because I adore you… Because I want you to be mine...
Although, instead of answering she hesitated, just staring in Octavia’s beautiful eyes.
“Tell me, please,” Octavia whispered, coming closer and closer.
“B-because… because…” Vinyl started, but was soon stopped by a hoof caring her cheek.
“Yes?”
“Because I love you Tavi. I adore you, and I want you to be mine,” the white mare whispered.
There was no answer and Vinyl’s expression froze… tears slowly made their way down her muzzle. She was about to leave, sure that Octavia didn’t feel the same as she felt a hoof wiping her tears down.
“Don’t cry, Vi. You want to know a small secret?” she asked, to which Vinyl nodded, “I love you too.”
Vinyl’s heart jumped, just to be powered onwards by soft lips on her own. She finally felt Octavia and revealed all her feelings, putting them into the kiss. The white mare never felt so happy before, and nearly winced as Octavia broke away.
“There will be much more for that later,” came the soft whisper, “But for now, let us enjoy the night.”
Both mares sat down on the blanket, watching the moon and the stars, closely snuggled into each other. Time went by and a question burned in Vinyl. Despite her fear she asked right away.
“Are you mine now?”
Octavia turned towards her, softly pecking on her lips and making her heart flutter dangerously again, “I guess I was always yours. I was just too blind to see it,” the grey mare replied before their lips met once again.
They melted into the kiss, revealing every feeling and feeling free. Vinyl was surprised as she felt Octavia’s tongue pushing forward and she eagerly granted access, attacking it with her own tongue. It seemed like an endless battle until they finally broke, heavily breathing.
Vinyl just hoped that it wasn’t a dream, but everything seemed too real. She was happy to finally have found the missing thing in her life, and she was sure that Octavia felt similar. Whatever the future would bring, she would enjoy it with Octavia on her side.
Author's Note
Aaaand here it is.
Another one of my H&H day specials and sequel of Roommates.
Hope you enjoyed this small one 
