we only just met yesterday night!
Opposites like her attract DJ’s like me!-part 1: we only just met yesterday night!
Sup… the names Vinyl Scratch. I’d like to tell you about the week I spent with this AWESOME pony named Metal Mashup! But first, let me tell you about myself! Most know me as DJ Pon-3. I’ve got neon blue hair that almost looks like lightning. My fur is white and I wear these amazingly shady glasses that always hide my eyes. I like just about any kind of music. I like it so much; I’ve got my own little nightclub here in Ponyville! During the day, I’m normally sleeping. During the night, I pump up the bass and I make all the flanks vibrate! Anyways, enough about me, let’s get back to Metal. She was literally the polar opposite of me! I mean, she liked metal, I liked techno. She did drugs, while I enjoyed a beer or two… or three. The only thing about us that was the same was the fact that we were unicorns and we loved music! I spotted her in my club one night dancing to the beat of the music! If there’s one thing I knew about her from the get go, it’s that she could dance! After the song, I saw her go sit down at the bar and order a drink. See, ever since Octavia and I split up, I’ve been lonely. It had been like, what? Three months since she left me? That’s a long time of being alone. I wanted to forget about Octavia and when I saw Metal, I did forget… well, only for a brief second but still!
I asked my replacement DJ to take over while I went to introduce myself to this mare. She had long flowing hair with multiple colors mixed in. her fur was hot pink, and her tail curved itself into a nice swirl! I sat up next to her and tried to introduce myself but she turned into Ms. Antisocial on my ass faster than the beats that came out of the stereo system! She turned her head, levitated her drink and I could have sworn I heard her call me something that started with a B! I could have told her off but what good was that going to do me? I wanted to get to know this sorry excuse for a party pony, not smash her skull. I played it cool and observer her body for a moment. Oh man, seeing that cutie mark made my heart skip a beat! She had a black eighth music note, and I had a double bridged eighth note for my cutie mark! This was a perfect conversation starter.
“So, you like music I see.” I didn’t get her to talk until I tried to point out my cutie mark. Once she saw that, well, it was like the brick wall that divided two extremely possible friends crumbled!
“Wow! Your cutie mark is amazing!” her voice was actually more around what I would call sweetly punkish.
“Yea, I like your flank to! What kind of music do you like?”
“Oh, you know. metal, punk rock, classics.”
“How classic are we talking here” I asked curiously.
“Ever hear of a band named the horse flies?”
“Whoa, Now THAT is some classic stuff!”
Even though she and I were total opposites, we really hit it off! I got hammered, and she took me to her place. All I remember after the last shot of whiskey was collapsing on the bar counter and her calling me a light weight. Then, you guessed it. Black out! About an hour later I'm thinking, I was laying on this chick’s bed with her kissing my chest while this song played on her boom box. The lyrics sounded like this.
“She's a rocker
She's a saint
She's salt of Equestria
And she's here to stay
She's a rocker
Vigilante
Missing link on the mare
And she wants to play”
I couldn’t tell which band that was but it didn’t matter; I think she pretty much had her way with me. We were both drunk enough to feel cool about it but the next day, I woke up in some room that wasn’t mine! Looking around, I saw rock star energy drink cans everywhere. cd’s hanging by threads of nearly invisible strings, and a poster of her favorite band, the horse flies! Actually, when I got outta bed, I could hear her singing one of their unmistakable songs!
“Is there any pony that’s going to listen to my story
All about the mare from yesterday?
She's the kind of mare you want so much
It makes you sorry
Still, you don't regret a single day
Ah mare
Mare”
I stumbled out of bed as she sang this from outside. I had the worst hangover and let me tell you what, my head wasn’t the only thing that hurt! I came out of the room and she walked up to me smiling.
“You are the loudest mare I have ever heard in bed” she said while I rubbed my eyes.
Still dazed and confused, I asked “what happened… I remember you taking me to your place, and us… making out I think… right?”
“Oh, babe, we went all the way!”
“But… we only just met” I said while trying to remember how many drinks I really had last night.
“That didn’t seem to matter to you last night. You even called me your soul mate!”
I looked at the floor, and the disappointment I felt in myself was unbelievable. When I was with Octavia, it took us at least five or more months to do this sort of thing. I had never done this with some pony I had just met! She inched her body closer to me in an extremely sexy way.
“You know, Vie” she already had a nickname for me while I was struggling to remember her actual name. "What was her name" I thought to myself. "What was her... Oh, Metal! right!"
“Despite the fact that it was a meet and screw situation" she continued. "I still had one of the best nights of my life. Oh, and no, I’m not talking about the party at the nightclub either. Last night, you really rocked my world.”
Too bad I didn’t remember doing that. She kissed me when I had my guard down… All I could do was moan and blush as her tongue slid into my mouth. This mare was unreal! Polar opposites really did attract! She asked me if I was hungry. I told her I was starving! She began to make eggs and hay. It took her about thirty minutes to do but it was delicious. She came over with two plates. (Remember, she’s a unicorn like me) and set it on the living room table. The food slowly landed on the plated as she said “let’s eat”.
She put on some 80’ rock on the TV radio. Some song called hot for teacher was right in the middle of its guitar solo when we tuned in. I groaned because every little sound vibrated inside my aching head!
“Wow! light weight is an understatement for you” she teased.
“Please, I can’t take it, turn it off.”
She did what I asked and resorted to talking. She talked about how music made her feel. It was the same way I would
describe it if you switched out the words rock, metal, punk, and grunge with rap, techno and R & B. Still, I liked her. And she liked me. Later, after I had an aspirin and my headache went away, she asked me if I wanted to stay here or go home. Now, don’t ask me why I decided to stay, I still don’t know. At around eight, she showed me her secret love life, Mary Jane! She broke up the buds with her magic and rolled a fatty. It wasn’t the first time I got high on this stuff, but I had never tasted a better brand of weed than this! By the time it was just a small roach, we were baked! We laughed at how red our eyes were, and joked about stupid stuff. Then she got up from the sofa and started walking to her room. I don’t know if it was the weed or me, but her ass seemed to be the sexiest thing to me at the moment! It went left, and right, left and right… aw, why did it stop? I was enjoying the show. She looked at me and giggled.
“Stop staring at my ass.”
She invited me to her room for some intimate fun time. Something about it just felt so right. I couldn’t think of a better way to end a Thursday. Now that I wasn’t drunk off my ass, I can tell you. I’ve never seen as many sex toys that night in my life! Vibrators went in and out of us both, we rotated it with our magic, and just couldn’t stop kissing, then, just as both of us came at the same time, a slip of the tongue would change things so fast, if you were in my shoes, your head would spin! I said the dirty four letter word you should never say unless you’ve known this pony for a good year or two. The dreaded (L) word!
“Oh god… I… I LOVE you!!!”
At the time, we were Cumming, but after words, she asked what I said. I didn’t want to say a damn thing! Bad idea, cause that just pissed her off even more!
“What the fuck DID YOU SAY?!”
“A slip of the tongue, I swear!”
There was no taking it back. What started as good friends with benefits ended with me getting the door magically slammed in my face! I stood on her front patio with my mouth wide open.
“… GAH!!! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID” I yelled as I walked off to head home. I needed to get some sleep. It was a good thing she didn't live that far away from the night club. I had work to do tonight, and I was going to be so distracted with my idiotic mess up that I wasn’t gonna be in my zone at all, I just knew it!
