It's Always Snowy in Manehattan

by psp7master

Chapter Eleven

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No i wouldnt really say that thats it but then again here i am lying with her side by side and i guess thats my life now oh gods why what have i done to myself wasnt i the one who was so against all relationships do remind why is that ah you see thats cause they always fail first ladies and gents i am against commitment why is that oh you see fair fuckers thats cause when i start to feel attached to some girl she always breaks my heart like snap and thats it and were no longer an item well what do you think i am i am still an item with you how could you et cetera et cetera second or rather secondly because i want my freedom i dont want to be circumscribed circumcised i guess like they do that ha i wonder how many in manehattan so many communities and ours but no this one she likes commitment and doesnt like community does that make her what interesting i guess at least interesting so let me get my facts straight hehe straight now thats a good one needed to tell octavia that maybe now but i think its about one or maybe half one shes fast asleep my baby oh my baby didnt i never see mah baby get home tadam tadam i wanted to conquer her and shes conquered me and why the fuck dont i mind that i wouldve minded if it were otherwise but she with her magenta i just feel like i love her you know like a real love maybe thats finally how i get commitment i wonder who the hell am i even talking to i dont really believe in gods do i that one time when dad took me and nini to the temple it was so damp and everyone was so silent i wanted a rainbow in that place maybe then ah i guess those shrinks are right and it all comes from the childhood i wasnt that much of a child to think about it rather i brrp oh gods that ice cream i ate not that good for the stomach she look at her shes snoozing so peacefully ah how why is my heart melting when i look at her but shes not like a cute kitten kitty got claws like that parody i watched really was it really like that in the sixties oh gods yeah she can a tale unfold if you catch my drink why did i hehe drink oh i know what a good idea to bring in neon and introduce them not exactly knew each other just that one time in the bar and we could all get wasted and then octavia and i could go for what shes so proficient at shes a real pro at making me scream that sexy beast who wouldve thought and the funny thing is she really doesnt like lesbians why what the fuck octavia here you are having sex with a woman that is me and you still dont i need to dig deeper into that madeline business was her name madeline no madeline was neons bride ahhaa we had so much fun moving here so he could ditch her best decision ever margaret bingo thats the one bingo on telly telly tummy chubby poke the chubby tummy vinyl heh i love her i love her so much why cant i because they always put remixes on vinyl thats why i am an old worn out remix meant to be played once in a while in a busy club wow so poetic much wow every old show has holds that one place in your heart like that scifi show that got cancelled after the first season now that was a shame really i loved it and now i love her life who can understand a little moment of it how did he answer that ah its okay just pretend you understand everything how can i pretend even that with her around my tadam tadam didnt never see mah baby get home thats what because in a dirty bar like that meeting such a chance one in a million i guess and again meeting her there such a chance too and they perchance were playing thats why the association the free i guess thats why i then when she asked me asked of me and the gods asked of me to be there and i wasnt what a what an oathbreaker an oatsbreaker and oatsputter and milkpourer a healthy breakfast and a healthy diet thats what you need to stay tuned always stay tuned and heres dj vinyl with all the new programme and several other programmes that may not be so fresh but the bestbefore did you see what was that ah its a visual representation of the exaltation of the exgumication of fication of flexation of… when she asked me of course i didnt exactly agree we played a little game now i see it even clearly even though she didnt quite realise it i guess back then but still she doesnt agree that she is a lesbian i guess its like you call yourself right like the off the top the way you identify thats the way it actually is but you also have to believe in the right gods didnt you you doooo while she asked me yea she asked of me and i said what else could i say i mean here she is the girl that i seem to like for some reason the eyes duh and she asks not to hit on her well what else could i say of course no i said no i wont No.

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I wonder. That banana split. Mmmhm. And to think that she. What I mean is. If without, I’d never make such yummy yum. And she’s yummy indeed. My chubby deejay. Poke the chubby tummy. No. She must be fast asleep. Her breathing, so calm. I love it. Why do I? Dancing around, I’ll never come to terms with. Or?

So let’s imagine I’m a. Okay. What does that leave me? All my life, I’ve lived the only way that I had known. And now I see it ain’t worth shit. Now I see it was all wrong. Because of her. Oh her. Murder? Take a long, sharp knife. Hackin’, and whackin’, and smackin’. No, no. Not even mad. Huh. So, imaginarily, did I fall in love with her because she melts me anger away? Nae, I don’t think… Love, huh. Vinyl, ye silly… My love. Huh. Love.

Why didn’t I love you, Margaret? Oh gods, and Matt the shrink will ask me for sure. Anything new, Octavia? Yes, Matt, why, doc, you see, I kinda became lesbian and I’m sleeping with a stranger whom I met like a week ago. Oh, is that so, Octavia? Yes, doc, that is so, and you know what, I, for some reason, I, what I mean is, I, I don’t like lesbians still. Fuck me, right? Oh, is that so, Octavia? Yes, doc, and, and, I think I’ve always been a lesbian. Even when… you know.

Margaret.

I wonder where you are now? I gotta thank you. (For what?) For showing me myself. (Yourself?) Yeah, what I mean is, it isn’t exactly Vinyl who- (Oh, isn’t it her?) Ah, shut up.

And Bea too. Damn! Hot damn! Who would have thought? All these years… Not much, though. Two? Three? And we’ll go out drinking on coronation day. She invited them. Singers, actors, homosexuals. Ugh! I don’t want to be one of them. No, I won’t. And yet I am. Irony? Irony sucks! Ha, irony. Do the doubletapdance. Doubletapdance for the pleasure of the rain. And fire gods.

Everything changed when the fire Vinyl attacked. Two months, marking March. Didn’t touch the cello for what, half a year since then? Do the musics, she urged me. Funny nose. I wanted to boop that nose like a kid. Boop the nosey nose! Poke the chubby tummy!

Ugh!

All because we’re in love… E minor. A major? E minor. Doesn’t have that skip in the gap. The guitarist bohooed, the whiner. Sh. It’s meant for a piano, don’t you get it. Donnn you? Donn you cry donn you weep. That touched me strings when dad would sing it… And what would he say now? Sleeping with a woman!

Careful there. Tender. Don’t wake her up. Donn wake her up. Donn Philarmonica, donness. I’d sign with a Parker any day. Or any other pen of the calibre, good sirs and ladies. Ha! Now that’s a joke. What was it. No promotion for equality. To make terms equal, no promotion. Hehee!

Breaking the pages, with and within. Without? Crazy creation, quoted along with… dynamiiiite… Chock the rooftops. Tried to snort sugar. Haa. Bring your own bottles. Rolling down the steep funny hill. On heels at that! Whee! The rocket, they called it, like a new drug, like a new epidemic, I didn’t join in, why would I. Spin round and round? Ah, you could sit in my lap and spin, that’s what I say.

Bloody blanket. Too tired to… Searched with metal detectors. Was pretty heavy with rain, what did I say. When I was afraid to give them the life. Just got the license, guys! Ah, nevermind, Octavia, give us the life. Life? Life… Us, when one. So strange. Not so strange where I come from, babe. Maybe not now. But then. Then there wasn’t much of. No lesbian community for sure. Now or then? Now! Hate Stalliongrad, the posh fuckers, hate Los Pegasus and their communities. Manehattan, my one and only love, my anarchy, my democracy. Cradle me in your everpresent blanket of long forgotten starts and broken dreams. Every street you line your you like line up with some. Line up with. Line. Line up.

Line…

They always know what to say. That seems to be the problem. They try to find it out and them theirs the third… he comes and goes and she stays. With me. With me! With me! My arms upon her, my head in her armpit, yea, I guess I’m a shorty, sure, babe, what a stupid word for lesbians to use, and I am not one not one I still hate all of you. And I will. If I guess. I get chanceees.... No! Just her lover, I am.

Cradle me, Vinyl, and cradle me, the crazy city, the merciful city, the ugly, the best city in the world, cradle me with your skyscrapers, and cradle me with your snow, cradle me with your blues clubs and jazz bars, cradle me with the Mane street and cradle me with the Sixth, cradle me with your boutiques and your towers, and cradle, cradle me with your loneliness, Manehattan, for only here, only here, all the time, every moment, only here, you are always, always, always, always alone.

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My fair and gentle reader!

By now you are certainly wondering what is going on, why you cannot see what has to be a consistent story with a consistent style and crystal-clear plot. I feel it my duty to embrace your confusion and help you get rid of it, via calm, careful explanation, an explanation of the facts that are in need of being explained. That is.

At the moment which is prevailing in the story, both main characters, Vinyl Scratch the deejay and Octavia Philarmonica the cellist, are asleep in Octavia Philarmonica’s bed in Octavia Philarmonica’s bedroom in Octavia Philarmonica’s flat, in Manehattan, Equestria, The Universe.

At the very same moment, Vinyl Scratch is trying to come to terms with having a relationship, for - we should point out for the fair and gentle reader who is not keen on detail - she has trouble with any relationship that is more or lasts longer than a one-night stand. To be fair and to give homage to the Truth, may it be damned, it should be pointed out that it is already a two-night stand at best.

Exactly at that moment, Octavia Philarmonica was contemplating certain values of her, that is, traditional values that she thought she was the holder of, that is, she thought she adhered to the values of man-and-woman, and though, here she was, yet, with a naked woman next to her, a little after making love to the aforementioned lover, that is, woman, who was no one other than Vinyl Scratch the deejay, who was trying to come to terms with having a relationship, for…

The fair and gentle reader must forgive us, for Chapter Eleven is meant to represent the time after eleven p.m., and, since this is the chapter’s end, it is midnight, and we are delving, you and I, we are delving deep into what is, essentially, the subconscious, nocturnal mind of the characters. You, my fair and gentle reader, are privileged to witness the characters’ natural cycle, as they slowly roll into slumber deeper deeper…

In short, my fair and gentle reader: the narration is skipping that way because I CAN. Thank you and goodnight. Psh.

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