Daily Spinyltap

Vinyl and Spike crept out of their doorway and darted over to Octavia’s front door.

The sun was setting in the sky, signaling the time of day for all the working class ponies to return home to their families and friends and engage in a few recreational activities before bedtime.

That meant that the time for Vinyl and Spike to do their designated duty was running out.

Vinyl and Spike stood in front of her door, smiles wide.

“So, Spike, you ready?” Vinyl asked.

“You know it,” Spike replied.

Vinyl levitated her trusty video camera from her saddlepack, held it out in front of the two of them and pressed record.

“Hi! I’m Vinyl Scratch.”

“And I’m Spike!”

“Welcome to the premier episode of Messing With Octavia!”

“So, Vinyl, what are we gonna do to her today?”

“Well, tomorrow is the big recital she has planned in the town community center, so she’ll be wanting to practice for it the moment she gets home. Let’s just say that we’re gonna throw just a little wrench in those plans.”

Vinyl shut off the camera and looked at Spike. “Alright, I should still have my spare key to her apartment… Yep, here it is.” Vinyl put the key in the keyhole and turned the lock.

“Spike, breaking and entering will be just one of the many adventures you’re gonna get to experience now that we’re a thing.”

“Sounds just fine to me,” Spike said with a snicker.

The two made their way through her living area and into her room.

“Alright, Spike, here’s the plan,” Vinyl said. “You see that Viola over there. That’s the one she uses for every major event and she’ll be playing it the instant she walks in her door. We’re going to hide in the closet, with you manning the camera. As she plays it, i’ll use a minor burst of magic to change the tuning on it.”

“Oh, man, this could turn out to be interesting,” Spike said.

“Interesting indeed,” Vinyl replied.

From the other room, they heard the door handle jiggling.

“Alright, Spike, let’s hide. Now is the time!”

Spike grabbed the camera, starting recording and the two jumped into the closet.

“Alright everyone, here we go. Let’s see what happens when we change up the tuning on Octavia’s instrument.”

Octavia hummed a tune to herself as she entered the bedroom. As per Vinyl’s assumption, she immediately grabbed her Viola. A soft tune emitted through the room. Octavia moved her gently played the instrument in perfect rhythm, but that didn’t last long.

Vinyl’s horn glowed and in a split second, a loud scratching noise rang out.

“What in the world?” Octavia said. “This string must be off.”

With a few quick turns of her hoof, the instrument was back into working order and Octavia had resumed her playing.

“Screech!”

“What? Another off tune string?” Octavia scrunched her face and furiously tightened her strings. “There.”

The beautiful music began playing once more.

“Screech!”

“Blast! What is going on here? This instrument is a thing possessed!”

Octavia tightened her string once more, more furious than before. “Alright, let’s try once more, you filthy instrument!”

“Scratch!”

“AAHHH!” Octavia lost it and heaved her viola across the room.

“Hahhahahaha!”

Vinyl and Spike rolled out of the closet, laughing their heads off.

“Vinyl? Spike? What are you two- Oh! Get out of here!”

Vinyl and Spike stifled their laughter for a brief second, just long enough to look at the camera.

“Thank you all for watching Messing With Octavia! See you next time!”