Mischief's Big Break

by Josdog7

Rating: everyone
Tags: DJ P0N-3, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Original Character, Adventure
Length: 2503

The beginner DJ, Mischief, runs into a deal with Vinyl Scratch. This is his chance!

Mischief is a beginner DJ out of Ponyville, and he is getting his first venue in Fillydelphia! In Ponyville he has played many times at Sugarcube Corner, but never something this big. And, he meets someone a lot more important there!

Published 2012-06-06 15:34:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-06 15:34:01 UTC

Sometimes dreams do come true

Mischief just arrived off his tour bus. “This venue looks a bit small, you sure 2k can fit in here?” he asked his crew. “We were told that, but it looks a bit small to me too!” the bus driver replied. “We were told that this venue would the best out of them all in Fillydelphia.” Mischief’s manager told him. “It looks like we got ripped off.” Mischief was steaming. He thought that this venue would at least 10k. But his manager told him on the way that it would be only 2k. He was mad at that in the first place, but then when it looks even smaller than that, that’s when Mischief got furious. “Why couldn’t you have gotten a better venue, Scott? I thought your cutie mark was a piece of paper with writing on it. A managing mark. This is my FILLYDELPHIA show! One of the biggest on the tour! Why would you mess this one up of all shows?” Mischief kept ranting. “At least I’m not messing up your Canterlot show. Luna herself will be there. I know not to mess that up.” Scott argued. Mischief was getting very angry. “The point is, that this show is going to the smallest of them all! My hometown show was bigger than this! One more strike like that and you’re fired Scott.” Mischief was dazed. He was fuming so much, that he thought he couldn’t play. But then he thought about the fans that were coming, and maybe Vinyl Scratch herself! He nearly squealed just thinking about it. He cooled down a bit and walked up to his turntables on the stage. “This venue will hold 1.5k max.” he muttered to himself. When the people started walking in to the club, he started playing some pre-recorded mixtapes until everyone came in. When he saw Vinyl Scratch walk in with he purple glasses, he was filled with energy. He wanted to impress her so he may get a record deal. Vinyl Scratch opened up Bassdrop Records last month. She already signed over 50 artists so far. Mischief was hoping that he could be next. He immediately got back up on the stage and started playing his own remix of “Giggle at the Ghosties”. People started dancing and he did too. Mischief always loved the feeling when people enjoyed his hard work, but he wanted the feeling of getting a record deal even more. He took his hoof off the keyboard and put it down on the mixing board. “I think it’s time to do some live mixing.” he said to himself, but then he thought, What if I mess up? What if I blow it in front of Vinyl? No. He told himself that he would need to pull out some fresh material if he were going to impress her in the first place. He loaded up his best synthesizer and started a drum machine. He took some chopped up vocals and placed them in there and put in a vocal he recorded himself with one of his mare vocalists. He also recorded the mix so he could put it on one of his new albums. He saw Vinyl Scratch having a really good time and his self esteem went up. He was thinking to himself that he was definitely going to get the deal. He ran the party for about 5 hours and pushed out about 5 new mixes. “I guess this night wasn’t so bad after all! Even for a 2k venue.” Mischief thought out loud. He wondered if Vinyl Scratch was going to come over and congratulate him on how good of a performance he had. All he saw on the floor were some people still dancing and a drunk pinkish-purple-colored mare at the bar section of the club. He was let down. “I guess Vinyl already left.” He muttered to himself, but something was telling him to play one more song. He said into the microphone, “This is the last song. Have a great night everyone!” It was 2am. He didn’t think it still qualified as “night” but he thought to himself, half of these ponies were so drunk they probably couldn’t think. But then Vinyl walked back in. Mischief’s heart exploded with glee. She only left for a moment! Not to leave, but to get something. And she was walking right toward the stage. This was his chance! Vinyl Scratch was a white colored mare with a blue-dark-purple-ish colored mane. Mischief was shocked that she would take any time out of her day to talk to him. She walked up to him right when the song ended and said to him “Hey! I’m DJ-Pon3, or Vinyl Scratch. I was listing to your beats and I got to say, they are amazing! I haven’t seen anything like this in a long time!” Mischief almost fell over in disbelief. Vinyl Scratch complimenting his work like that? He never thought it would be possible! “W-w-well thank you Vinyl! I worked my h-hardest!” Mischief could hardly spit out his words. “Stop your stuttering! I got the feeling you and me are going to be good friends.” Mischief couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He was trying to get a hold of himself. Vinyl put her hoof around his neck. He felt a burst of surprise and happiness at the same time. “Come with me Mischief; let’s talk about this in my tour bus.” Vinyl took Mischief into her tour bus and sat him down in an office-like room in her massive bus. “Mischief. You know I meant all of that.” Vinyl started talking really seriously. “Well, thanks! I do work on it constantly. Ha ha…” Mischief started scratching the back of his head with his left hoof. “No. I’m not just saying it’s good, I really meant it when I told you that this is some of the best I have ever seen. Not only do I want to give you a record deal, I want to tour with you.” Mischief almost fainted. He felt the most potent mix of surprise and happiness ever to be felt on the planet. “Well, do you accept?” Vinyl was leaning forward with anticipation. “Of course! You really think I wouldn’t take this deal?” Mischief exclaimed. Vinyl looked ecstatic. “That’s awesome. You don’t mind staying on my tour bus for the tour, do you?” Vinyl asked. “No, that’s fine. Do you have a place for me to sleep?” Mischief thought it was a stupid question. Why would she let him on her tour bus if she didn’t have a place for him to sleep? “Yeah. We got an extra bunk on top of mine.” Vinyl was pacing. “When do you think we should start this tour?” Mischief felt some worry coming from Vinyl. “Maybe tomorrow?” then he laughed. They were still on their own tours. That wouldn’t work. I don’t have a tour going. Maybe I can merge into yours?” What? Vinyl wasn’t on a tour? Why was she out here listing to him? “Can I ask you something?” Mischief asked. “Sure! Shoot.” “Why did you come all the way out here with your tour bus if you weren’t on tour?” Mischief asked Vinyl, but he didn’t know if he was going to get an answer. Vinyl got real close to his ear and whispered, “I wanted to see you.” Mischief’s head started spinning. “Also I wanted to tour with you. That’s why I took the bus.” Vinyl had a giant grin on her face. Mischief still was trying to get it together. He felt surprise, happiness, and unbelief all at the same time. “I can’t wait! I’ll sleep on your bus tonight. Let me just go tell my crew.”

Breakfast with Vinyl

Vinyl seemed really tired in the morning. Mischief really didn’t know why, because all she did on the way to Fillydelphia was sit there and watch a movie. Last night Vinyl and Mischief talked a bit and went to sleep. Mischief woke up first and got out of his top bunk, trying not to disturb Vinyl and went out into the kitchen-type-area. Mischief’s crew found out that he would be traveling with Vinyl for the next 6 months, so Mischief gave them all a paid vacation for the time he would be with Vinyl. Needless to say, they were extremely happy. Mischief got himself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table. “This bus is a lot better than mine. I guess I should get a new tour bus.” Mischief thought out loud. Then Vinyl got out of her bottom bunk and came out to see Mischief. “You already ate breakfast?” Vinyl asked, but she was still half asleep. “Yeah. I had some cereal.” Mischief put the bowl in the sink. “Where are we going tonight?” Mischief asked Vinyl. Mischief couldn’t wait to do a show with his idol, and just the night before he almost fainted when she started to talk to him. Being on a tour with her never even struck his mind because he thought it wouldn’t have ever happened. But this was reality! Him, doing a tour with Vinyl Scratch! The most famous DJ in all of Equestria! This was going so fast that it felt as if a truck hit him, he started spinning in the air and never stopped spinning. He hoped he just wouldn’t fall and break some bones. “We’re stopping in Hoofington.” What? Oh, he already forgot he even asked Vinyl a question. “Oh, that’s awesome! How big is the venue?” Mischief replied. Vinyl noticed that he had a lot on his mind. “What’s wrong? You got a lot to think about?” Vinyl seemed concerned. “It’s just that everything is going so fast. Last night I was going to faint if you even talked to me, and now it feels normal being here and I’m now touring with you!” Mischief thought he may have expressed a bit too much of his emotion. “That’s alright. I’m a normal pony just like you, I’m just a lot better known. I’m not some icon like Celestia or Luna; I’m just a normal unicorn.” Vinyl talked to Mischief as if she had known him for 10 years. “You aren’t just a normal unicorn. You are special because of your talents! That’s why your cutie mark is a note. You are good at what you do and you keep doing it because you are good at it. I failed at being a good Pegasus, so I went to music. I’m not as good as you.” Mischief felt like he was having a real conversation with Vinyl. It felt right. Vinyl looked at him with an emotion he didn’t really understand. “Look, Mischief. I came out here and took you on a tour because I thought you were truly something great. You haven’t seen me take any other the other 50 artists I’ve signed on a tour like this! You are awesome. That’s why I did this.” Mischief didn’t know if she really meant it, or if she was doing this out of sympathy. “And if you think that I don’t really mean it…” Mind reader! “You’re crazy.” Vinyl really meant it! Vinyl really meant all the things she just said to him. This filled Mischief with energy. “Wow! Thanks Vinyl! This really motivates me for tonight’s performance.” Vinyl felt his sudden change in mood. “Mischief, you’re crazy.” Vinyl laughed. Then as Mischief started to walk back to the table, Vinyl whispered in his ear, “And that’s why I like you.” Mischief felt more energy than he did before. “Want to go listen to some of my new stuff? I made a few new mixtapes last night for the show. They may need some polishing, but I think they are almost ready.” Vinyl nodded her head. “Sure! I’d love to hear what you’ve done. Show me what you’ve got!”

The First Show

Mischief walked into the venue with Vinyl at his side. “Wow! You weren’t kidding when you said this place could hold 10k!” “Yup. This place will hold 11k max. I’ve played at this venue before. It’s a good time!” Vinyl seemed enthusiastic. Mischief felt a little nervous about the show, even after he showed Vinyl all of his mixtapes. He thought back to what she said about them. “I really love them! Can’t wait to hear them up on stage.” Mischief wanted to start now, but the event wasn’t until another hour. A half-hour later, the party monsters started coming in the door with ridiculous looking costumes, many with Vinyl-type-glasses, and some with hats with the tour logo on them. “Your merch department moves fast, Vinyl! Hats with the logo on them already? Wow!” Mischief was impressed. “It’s nothing really. I tell my workers to do something, they do it fast, and they get raises.” Vinyl smiled. Vinyl had more money than she knew what to do with, so it was a good paying job to be her worker. He had a bit of time, so he went to check out the venue itself. He went off the stage, got swarmed by a mob of fans asking for his autograph. Of course, he signed every one. He went to the concession stand and the clerk almost fainted when Mischief talked to him. Mischief thought back to when he was the same way about Vinyl, and then he laughed. Then, he realized it was just last night. He got a burger and ate it with some fans. The fans took pictures of him and some of them even tried to take his trash. “I guess I’ll see that milk jug on the internet for sale tomorrow…” Mischief mumbled to himself. He walked back up on stage and saw Vinyl playing with her turntable. “Oh, hey! You’re back! Where did you go?” Vinyl looked excited. “I was checking out the venue and meeting a few fans. It wasn’t that fun anyway. All they did was squeal and swarm me. I could hardly eat my food!” Mischief sighed. He thought that they were going to act like that anyway. “Well, that’s the usual treatment in public.” Vinyl put her hoof up to her mouth and chuckled. “Imagine what they’d do if they saw me down there with you.” Oh dear Celestia! Mischief didn’t want to think of it. The room got dark and the lights started. Vinyl got on her side and started to play one of her mixes. The lights came down on us. The guests started dancing. Mischief felt the party rush into him and started mixing what Vinyl put out. Adding some wobbles and some new synths to add a bit more of a dance/dubstep feel to it. It got to the drop and he went all out. He pressed so many progressive sounds into it, it was magic! “This is going to be a good night.” Mischief whispered to himself and kept on playing the music.