Author's Note

Well after I listened to The Talk, The Silent House, Vinyl Tries Salsa, University Days, Constellations, Scotchtavia, The Morning After, Making Sweet Music Together and The Cellist Said Yes, I decided to get with my friend Necromorph and write this story. Enjoy but please for the love of Celestia don’t hate good stories because all I’ve seen is depressing sadfic and dark fics which the number is too DAMN HIGH! So please enjoy

Chapter 1

Making Sweet Wubs

A Comedy/Romance/Clopfic By
Flare Flare
and
Necromorph

Chapter 1

It was another typical day in Ponyville. Octavia was walking down the streets of Ponyville humming a classical tune she had in her when she heard the strangest sound. She turned her to see what it was. She then realized the familiar “Wubbs” of Vinyl in her studio. Octavia sighed as the voice of Vinyl was heard.

“Wubba Dub DUB MOTHERBUCKERS!!!” Vinly said as the loud music blast from her bass cannon.

Ponies nearby the studio were covering their ears trying not to let the loud sound of wubs make their ears bleed,

“Either ponyville is under attack, or Vinyl is doing the dishes” Octavia said with a facehoof and a sigh.

She made her way to the house as the sound grew louder and louder, when she got inside her, ears were ASSAULTED by the wubs.

“Vinyl, VIIINNLY!!!! Vinyl looked at Octavia and turned off her music.

“Really Vinyl, I could hear your “Music” halfway across ponyville. Must it be so loud?” Octavia said

Vinly had a puzzled look on her face before replying,

“WHAT?!”Vinyl Scratch yelled even though there was nothing loud playing.

“I said why must you have that FUCKING thing up. So. LOUD?!” Octavia yelled.

“WHAT?!” Vinyl replied,

“TURN YOUR DAMN MUSIC DOWN” Octavia said

“TURN DOWN? TURN DOWN FOR WHAT?!” Vinyl then played that exact song.

Octavia took her spare cello and destroyed the speaker.

“OCTI! What the fuck was that for?” Octavia, now lowering her voice, replied,

“As a musician, I need to have functional ears to play. Your speakers DAMN near made my-” Octavia said but was then cut off by Vinyl

“Vagina?” Vinyl interrupted.

“That doesn’t even make any sense.” Octavia said with a facehoof. Vinyl said with straightest face she could muster said

“Say that sentence again, but replace the word ‘ears’ with vagina.”

Octavia mouthed the words that she just said with a puzzled look and repeated it a couple times trying to get what Vinyl Scratch was getting at. Suddenly a look of horror spread on her now cherry red face. To this Vinyl gave a mischievous smile.

“I HATE you.” Octavia said with a look of anger towards Vinyl. Vinyl replied with a laugh

“HAHA that is what you get for breaking my bass cannon”.

Octavia took the broken part of her spare cello and took it to the trash bin, unbeknownst to her, Vinyl was sneaking a look at her mare friends flank. As Octavia turned back around, she caught the glimpse.

“Vinyl…...Were you just looking at my-”

“Sweet ass? Yes” said Vinyl. Octavia blushed a little,

“Well I knew you liked my sweet flank but I never you knew you liked it that much.” Octavia said blushing more.

Vinyl moved away from her broken bass cannon as she used her magic to put her purple glasses above her horn as she walked over to Octavia. Octavia gave Vinyl a strange look but was comforted by a hoof around the back of her neck by Vinyl,

“Look, Tavi, I know that you and I know that we’ve been together for a long time, right?”

“Uhhhhh...Right?” Octavia said with a confused look.

“So you and I both know that we sometimes want to look at each other in a sexual fantasy?” Vinyl said

“Vinyl...What are you talking about?” Octavia asked with an even more confused look.

“I have no idea.” Vinyl said.

“Are you feeling okay Vinyl? You don’t seem…..yourself?” Octavia said

Vinyl sighed,

“No I’m not fine Octi, I’m sick of Neon Lights being a damn show-off. Every single time he comes out with a new single or hell even an EP he has to be a damn prick by rubbing it in my face and always posting on Ponyhoof and saying shit like ‘Haha I bet you can’t make this’. I’M BUCKING TIRED OF IT.” Vinyl slammed her hoof into the wall making a hole. Octavia’s eyes widen from shock as her heartbeat increased.

“Vinyl...” Octavia said in a low scared voice

“WHAT?!” Vinyl yelled as she gave Octavia the pure face of anger.

Octavia’s ears lowered as tears started form. Vinyl’s face immediately went from pure anger to guilt as she moved closer towards Octavia but Octavia bolted away from her and ran up the stairs in tears. Vinyl stood there and sighed as she used her magic to put her glasses back on and started to clean up the mess of her broken bass cannon and Octavia’s broken cello.