Octavia awakened in the the night. She still was on top of the sleeping human. she noticed that the effects of the pill had ended and that she returned to her normal body.

She could remember everything that happened in the last few hours, and she loved every single bit of it. Octavia had wanted to stay with him and confess her feelings for him ever since she met him.

Three soft knocks made her put her thoughts away as she remembers what was going to happen next. Moving slowly, so as to not disturb Jason, Octavia walked to the front door and opened it.

“Miss Melody, it is time now,” a cold voice talked to her. The grey mare saw that the stallion had a dark grey winter coat that covered his neck and mouth, with extra fur in the neck and sleeves, he was a unicorn stallion with white fur and a sky blue mane and tail, his eyes were golden with an icy stare at the mare in front of her.

Octavia felt uncomfortable as the stallion glared at her, but she then glanced at Jason’s sleeping form.

“Can I stay a bit longer?” asked the mare, as she wanted to tell Jason her true feelings for him.

“No,” he replied without a second thought and turned around to walk. Octavia was shocked by his cold reply, but she didn’t dare say a word about it as she decided to follow the stallion, not making him wait any longer.

After a walk to the outskirts of the town, they both stopped on the top of a hill, where a single tree was on top. The moon and the sun had barely begun their transition when the stallion stared at the tree.

“What are we doing here?” asked Octavia, looking around curiously, as if something could fall from the sky or come from underground.

“Waiting,” he simply replied, causing the mare to frown.

Octavia was about to demand a more elaborate answer when, from the tree, a black hole appeared as if the tree was being burned from the inside out.

From the hole that appeared, a head poked out, that of a beige earth pony mare with a black uncombed mane. “O- oh. Y- you arrived early, Grigory #2?” she asked meekly, watching the two ponies on the hill.

The stallion walked towards the portal without any care, determined to enter it even if he had to shove the mare that was inside it out of the way.

Octavia, for her part, hesitated to do so, but she couldn’t just stay there. So, she decided to follow him, through the dark portal.

***

The sun had risen to the point that its annoying brightness was what everypony had to endure, a certain human included.

Jason had awaken from his sleep and covered his eyes to adjust to the brightness of the new day.

The first thing he noticed was that he was smiling. He never felt this kind of bliss for such a long time. He wanted to thank the mare- no, woman, whom he shared such an experience with, but there was no sign of Octavia anywhere inside the house.

The second thing was that he could smell the stench of sex all over him, and that wasn’t good for him at all if somepony was to knock at the door.

From what his clock told him, it was one hour from noon. Jason was worried that he slept all morning thanks to the sexual intercourse. Luckily for Jason, he was taking the day off of work, so he was not concerned about other priorities beyond searching for Octavia.

The first thing to do was to search for the mare and talk about the situation they recently had... and possibly much more.

Jason wished to repeat the experience with the musician and talk about the situation they had shared, but doubts clouded his mind about the things that happened.

Most of them were about the fact that Octavia must’ve ran away from him for what he did to her: the transformation and the fact that they fornicated. She must be on her way to tell the princess about him, so they must be on their way to arrest him.

Jason’s heart rate increased rapidly about the possibility of ruining things in one night.
“Okay, calm down. It’s clearly past noon, and nopony has knocked on the door ever since, nor has a group of guards led by the princesses with Octavia burst inside… yet,” he reassured himself, watching the door for an entire minute in expectation of something happening.

Nothing happened, except for the chirps of the birds.

Jason released his breath and calmed himself now that no potential danger was going to happen to him. With that in mind, he needed to go and search for Octavia. Angry or not, he needed to explain his side of the story.

On his way to the door, Jason decided to take both bottles of pills, to make his story more believable for the grey musician.

On his way, Jason walked to the hill where the house that both Vinyl and Octavia lived at.
The house was two toned and seemed as if the two houses were fused together. Everything was in the concept of agree to disagree.

Reaching the door, he could already hear the bass of the dubstep music from inside. He gave three loud knocks on the door and hoped that they could hear him.

The door was opened, and sound waves bursted through the exit that they found, pushing the human backwards a bit.

From the other side was Vinyl, a surprised smile on her face from seeing Jason. She motioned him to get inside and get comfortable.

Jason did that, and covered his ears in the process, as he sat on the couch in Octavia’s side of the house while Vinyl continued with her mixes.

“IS OCTAVIA HERE!?” Jason shouted to the mare, trying to get more louder than the speakers themselves. Vinyl noticed the the movement of the human and decided to stop the music for a moment.

Jason watched the DJ moving to turn off the music and embraced her silence, fearing he was going to become deaf soon without something to counter the loud music, but he was surprised when the DJ slowly lowered the volume. She gave him a heads up sign, wondering his reason for visiting.

“Is Octavia here?” he asked once more with a soft tone, looking around in the hopes that the grey mare would show herself in the living room upon mentioning her.

Vinyl, with her headphones still on, nodded and trotted to another room of the house, leaving Jason alone in the living room to think.

After a few minutes, Vinyl returned to the living room, and by her side was her pet ostrich.
Jason had his mouth hung open, wondering what was this about.
“Not Ostrich, Vinyl. Octavia Is she here? OC-TA-VIA,” he tried to be as clear as possible in the question, since Vinyl seemed to not hear him in the slightest.

Vinyl watched him as she noticed his lips move slow enough to make his question readable.
The white mare now understood what he was looking for and answered with a shrug of her shoulders and waving her head in decline, not knowing where her roommate and friend was.

“Oh well. If she comes here, tell her that I want to talk to her,” Jason got up from his seat and leaved. “And thanks,” he added as he closed the door while Vinyl waved him goodbye.

Vinyl returned to her turntable, but before she could turn it on, she wondered where Octavia could have been. She remembered that Octavia left yesterday for the usual reason and walked over to see the human, as always.

She thought of if she ever returned from his place. Vinyl usually doesn’t pay any attention once she get’s in the mood with her music, so Octavia should be somewhere.

Vinyl plugged her headphones to the turntable and continued with her rehearsals of her mixes, trying to ignore the thought of whether Octavia is okay or not. If Octavia doesn’t return in the next four hours, then she would have reason to start to worry.

Jason walked down the hill and to the road that led outside Ponyville. There was no specific place where Octavia could be except for her home, and possibly the music store, but that was unlikely, since it was closed today. He knew that due to the many times the grey mare had told him during her visits to his house.

He decided to go and take some time for himself and wait until it would be a good time for lunch. That way, it was more likely to find her at her house to talk.

Or at least, that was what he was considering doing, until he noticed a pony in the top of a hill. Curious, he peered closer at the pony, wondering who it could be. Depending on who it was, it could be a good opportunity to talk to somepony and spend time until he could find and talk to Octavia.
Jason noticed the familiar face of the pony on the top of the hill as he groaned at the familiar red maned mare.

“And he says ‘Discord, why so discordinated?,’ GYAH HA HA HA!” Cherry was laughing with another pony, who Jason couldn’t see due to her being behind the tree.

Jason couldn’t distinguish the voice of the other pony next to her because of the laughter of the scandalous unicorn he was familiar with. Surrounding the hill to get a better view of the mare who was next to Cherry, the human noticed the grey coat and the the black mane style of the pony.

“Octavia!” Jason shouted, interrupting the laughter of both mares as he rushed to the top of the hill, glad to have found the musical mare.

“Well, hello, Jason. How pleasant to see you here, ge hi hi hi,“ greeted Cherry with her well known laughter, “You came to hear my comedy routine?” she asked while patting the ground next to her to invite the human to join the two of them.

“Actually, I wanted to talk to Octavia,” he replied with a nervous smile, pleading inside his mind to avoid such punishment.

“Okay then, now that I remember, l need to take care of some stuff that needs my attention,” Cherry Bomb got up from the ground and said her goodbyes to the human and Octavia.

Octavia turned her eyes from Cherry towards me with an expression that seemed to be really odd. She saw me as if nothing happened between us last night, with eyes that showed ignorance but still happy, a slight glaze to her eyes that seemed unnatural.

“Hello, Jason. Nice to see you here,” she greeted with a smile.

I decided to sit next to her and begin to talk about what happened.

“Octavia about last night… I wanted to thank you,” I began, trying my best to sound polite, since it could easily be mistaken. “I truly enjoyed spending the night together,” I added with a smile, looking the grey mare in the eye.
“It’s alright. I liked it,” she replied, just like that.

As simple as that... Jason tried his best to not let his jaw hang open from shock.

“Uhm, alright?” I said, confused. He had to think of something else to say. To do.

“Is there something else you wanted to tell me?” she asked, finishing the conversation before it started.

Jason tilted his eyes from side to side, thinking on what else could be said or be done to continue this, but nothing came to mind.

“Uh, no, I guess not,” he said, hanging his head and looking at the ground.

“Very well then. I better get going. It’s my turn to make lunch for Vinyl and I,” Octavia said as she left Jason alone on the hill.

The human stood there, looking how slowly, but surely, the mare who he just had a sexual intercourse left acting like their special time was just common fare.

When he decided to go home and forget what happened, a black blur passed right in front of his eyes, and a loud thud hit the trunk of a nearby tree.

“Whoa!” If his reaction was off by one second, whatever it was would have taken his head off. When he took a step back and turned to see what the object was, all he saw was an ice arrow, pinning a note to a nearby tree.

Jason tried to look all around from where he stood for who shot it, but he couldn’t see anyone from where he stood. No pony, not even a small critter, could be seen.

Turning to the note, Jason hesitantly took it from the tree before the ice pinning it could be melted. From its contents, its first line said:

Foresight Industries thanks you for your participation.

Jason read the first line and then once again looked around to see if there was truly someone watching him.

Author's Note

Welp, things are truly getting interesting. For the next chapter it will have what everyone wanted Secks.
And this is not a cliffhanger since Jason never reads the who letter without looking around suspiciously.