Reminiscence (Ch 2)

Fluttershy regained her senses before she opened her eyes. Not knowing where she was, or who might be there, she decided to remain “asleep” until she could figure out where she was. Still curled up in a ball, the scent around the room felt familiar. The crisp sheets beneath her felt vaguely familiar, the same way her mattress felt after a year or so of laying on it.

Last night left a hazy blur on her memories, and the last thing she could remember was Applejack’s flank as they walked into… into… ‘Oh for h-heavens sake! Where did we go last night?’ The yellow mare couldn’t get a hold of what happened last night. Maybe she could ask the others what happened last night. But she was getting ahead of her self.

‘I could… but first I have to figure out how to get away, and where I am, and ho-‘ Her thoughts where interrupted by a strange sound. A deep, throaty sound emanated from a short distance.

Fluttershy slowly opened an eye, barely enough to start to form shapes of the small grey shapes around her. A sudden wave of nostalgia washed over her, and she started to recognize more and more things. A bookcase. Birdhouses. Pots of flowers. A big pink dresser. A fireplace. It slowly dawned on her. ‘This is MY house! But why would they take me here

anyway…’.

Fluttershy finally let the curiosity get the better of her. She needed to confront her marenapper. Getting up, she trotted slowly across the all too familiar dwelling, reaching the door to her living room. She carefully opened the door as quietly as she could, but it still let out a mournful squeak. To not make noise when crossing the room, she spread her wings and lifted herself a few inches off the ground, slowly but surely “air crawling” her way into the center of the house.

The noises she heard where coming from her couch. She slowly crept up behind the house, to catch a glimpse at her capturer. Slowly poking her head over the couch, she saw it. It was a marble white Unicorn, lying on her couch, lying being the simple term. In reality, the unicorn was sprawled all across the couch, every which way, one leg resting on the back of the couch, the other strewn under her body. Her head hung off the side of the couch in a state of deep slumber. The unicorns chest was slowly heaving up and down, a slight snoring sound coming from her muzzle.

The inner furnace inside of Fluttershy raged with the heat of Celestia’s sun it’s self, as she set off on the strange unicorn, her eyes wide open.

“Hey! Wake up!” Fluttershy was nearly screaming. The strange unicorn’s limbs flailed as she rolled headfirst off the ground, landing on the wood with her shoulders, she tumbled over until she was flat on her back, her head reeling from the sudden awakening. However, Fluttershy was already on top of the situation, boring into the unicorns deepest fears.

“You never, never go in anyone else's home! Ever! got that?” Fluttershy saw the unicorn cowering and backing away slowly. Fluttershy reached forward, and grabbed the pony’s purple glasses, and pulled them off. “Why I have half a mind to-“ Fluttershy’s rage was taken away mid sentence.

She looked into the ponies piercing crimson eyes, and saw the slightest sliver of fear, despite how much the unicorn was trying to hide it. Fluttershy saw her own reflection in the deep, bright red eyes, and all the rage steamed away inside of her, leaving behind only a momentary memory.

Thoughts of last night eluded her, while a certain one stepped forward, revealing her familiarity of those eyes. She had seen them last night, through the darkness. Fluttershy looked away, embarrassed, a rosy blush appearing on her cheeks. Vinyl, regaining her ruffian bravado, stood back up, the fire returning to her eyes, her ears perking back up.

“WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME!”

Fluttershy couldn’t quite call up the words to help her. The stutters leaving her mouth didn’t help with communication that often,

“O-oh, I-I d-didn’t m-mean to…I-… you w-where in m-my h-ouse…”

“Yeah. I carried you here after you were getting trampled by a crowd o’ drunken slobs.”

The pink mare looked stunned. “You… y-you wha?”

The white unicorn let out a tired sigh. “I think you better sit down. I got a story for you.” Vinyl put her glasses back on, and relined against the sofa as she started regaling the

events of last night.

Rainbow was laying belly first on her favorite cloud, gazing up towards the stars. Not even her most comfortable cloud could sooth the inner apathy that slowly consumed her conscious being. She rolled over, and planted her face into the floating cushion, letting the tears flow into the cloud, making sure that she was far from anypony who could disturb her. The thought still completely fresh in her mind, she replayed it over, and over, hoping that there was another explanation for what she saw.

As they entered the club, it was dark and loud. Rainbow knew that the club was infamous for their electric strobe lights, and knew it was only a matter of time. Bursting into the center of the dance floor, she was ready for the euphoria that is the heavy techno beat, combined with the lust and alcohol.

She was ready to party harder than any pony, when she heard the faint squeal that she knew all to well and the yellow mare with pink hair. Her instincts kicked in, and she began shouting for Fluttershy, trying with all her might to find her. She could barely make out the coat colors of any ponies in the effects of the alternating strobe lights, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her.

She began to panic as she couldn’t locate the tender and quiet mare that she knew all too well. She spotted the mare in the place she least expected her to be. On the stage, heading for the back door. Rainbow shot for the entrance with a burst of speed, sending two disgruntled bounder ponies to the ground. Shooting straight up into the air, her adrenaline gnawed at her to save her friend.

She couldn’t find anything, so she started scouting the path back towards Fluttershy’s cottage. Hope was fading fast, until she saw the pink tail on the trail towards the quiet pony’s home, only, something was wrong. She was walking, swaying, arm in arm with a different pony. Nearing the house, the other pony picked up Fluttershy, and carried her inside. Dashie’s thoughts got the best of her, and she couldn’t help but wonder what was happening.

She flew as fast as her wings would carry her, towards the second story window. She could only see a silhouette being laid on the bed. The second silhouette leaned over the smaller one, and put her muzzle to the lower mares face, and turned out the light.

With an almost audible CRACK Dash's heart snapped in half. Utterly defeated, her tough facade shattered instantly, by one pink haired, yellow coated filly. She couldn't put into words what she felt towards that filly, and she never could, that being one of the biggest reasons that she never told anyone.

Fluttershy was the gentlest, most nicest pony she had ever met. She was calm, and timid, able to care for the strongest pony. She was everything Dash wasn’t. In a sense, she was what felt like to dash, a “Better half”. Not being able to stomach it any longer, Dash burst away, flying as far and fast as her wings could go, just trying to get away from any pony, not wanting them to see her with tears streaming down her face.

The cyan mare could only lay there, and think about what was going on inside that hut. Like a car wreck, no matter how horrible the thought felt to her, no matter how painful it was to think about it, the image stayed burnt into her mind. With the tears flowing from her face, Rainbow let her limbs go limp. she no longer felt anything from her body, other than the constant source of burning hatred that spewed from her broken heart.

Fluttershy was sitting on in her recliner, covered in a blanket, and hot cocoa in her hooves. The mystery pony was sprawled out on the floor, with her legs crossed in the air, unable to sit still. As the story went on, the memories of the nightmare slowly returned to Fluttershy.

“Wait… erm… what did you say your name was? You look kind of f-familiar.”

The white pony looked back up. Fluttershy never noticed how eccentric the pony looked. She was a solid, marble white pony with a black musical symbol cutie mark. She had spiky blue hair, with a light, almost electric teal streaks in her hair. The strange mare had eyes like she had never seen. They where deep, crimson iris’s that seemed to never end, but the pony constantly hid them behind her purple shades.

“Vinyl. Vinyl Scratch. But most people know me as DJ P0N-3.”

Fluttershy looked astounded. “Y-y-you’re the f-famous DJ!?”

Vinyl looked as if someone had offered her Brussels sprouts for desert.A nearly enigmatic expression crept onto her face, as if she did not know she was famous. She merely hummed “Mmmhm.”

“I… I really owe you an apology. You s-saved me, and I just y-yelled at you…”

The unicorn laughed. “It’s fine. If I woke up with a stranger in my house, I would freak too. ‘Sept I would go all ninja.” She jumped up onto her hind hoofs, and kicked the air, while throwing random karate chops. “I would be all HYAAH! And WATCHAAA! I would kick them good!”

Fluttershy giggled a little at her eccentric antics. But one thing was plaguing her mind.

“Erm… one… thing… H-how did you know where I l-live?”

The look on the DJ unicorn’s face dropped. “Oh… right.” She suddenly got quieter.

Years ago, I was in a rut. I didn’t have a job, and I was alone in my life. I may have been alone and poor, but the one thing that I would never give up is my music. I always found music in my life, no matter how small, or how blaring. I had given up, and ran into the Everfree forest to die. I didn’t care what did me in, and I didn’t care how it happened.

I closed my eyes and ran. I just ran for as long as I could. When my tears dried, I found myself in a small clearing, with nothing left to do. I just laid down, and waited. I waited for something to come, but nothing happened. I don’t know if it was dehydration, or if it was a sign. I heard a rustle, and I slowly sat up, expecting to be faced to face with a monster, who I would become dinner for.

Instead, I saw me. Except, it wasn’t exactly me. I was wearing insane purple shades, and I had electric blue in my hair. I couldn’t explain it, but I knew it was me. The older me lifted up my chin, and gave a broad grin. Her voice echoed slightly through the forest.

“You’re gonna go far kid. Don’t give up now. Trust me. No matter how much life throws at you, it’s always the darkest before the dawn. If I know you, and I think I do, You’re gonna pick yourself up, find a loving pony, and settle down happily. Now get goin’! You must be starving.” Before I could respond, she picked me up. She set her glasses over my eyes, and gave me a gentle push.

I turned around, with the words welling up in my throat, but She… I… what ever it was, it was gone. I tried to get back home, but I was completely lost. I was nearly ready to pass out, until I heard the best sound in my life. It was soft, angelic, and caring, but it rang out from the heavens, as if speaking to me. The voice continued, as it was followed by a mass of bids chirping. I had no choice.

I followed the chirps until I met into a road. I climbed as far as I could, and the last thing I saw was a yellow coated mane, and a long, pink mane. I closed my eyes, expecting to be gone. I woke up in the hospital. They said that they found my on a road a little outside of Ponyville. When I got better, I slowly started rising, getting jobs as a low paying DJ.

I got lost while looking for a gig, and I saw a small clearing leading from a path. Something drew me towards it that day, but I couldn’t tell what. I went through the clearing, and saw a small cottage, surrounded by singing birds. I knew it was the same clearing. I made a promise to myself.

If I ever saw that yellow coated mare again, I would do anything in my power to help her.

Unfortunately, after that, I moved to Manehatten and got a steady job, slowly getting more and more recognition, until they opened up a club in Ponyville, and asked me to be their DJ. I said yes at the chance to go back to my home town again. It was quiet, (Not that my hearing is that good anymore.) until one night, I saw that pink mare, and I knew I had to help. I carried you back to that cottage from memory, and made sure you where safe.

“I put you in your bed, and without realizing it, I guess I crashed on your couch without realizing it. I-I… I’m sorry. I’ll leave if you-“

She was interrupted by the yellow mare, who simply hugged her. The white unicorn’s face lit up red, and after a second, she hugged back. When they separated,

Fluttershy made it well known that she can stay here tonight. Vinyl curled up on the sofa, with a blanket and a pillow, as Fluttershy said her goodnights, and promised her they would go out tomorrow.

Vinyl Scratch slowly drifted off thinking about the yellow mare whom she owes her life, and owns her heart.