Author's Note

Thank you for reading my story. I certainly hope its worth your time. also please know, I'm aware the grammars awful. I'm working on that. if you do have criticism let it be for the story, I would be happy to hear input for the sequel.

Chapter one, the home

Clack clack clack went the hoof of Vinyl as she stood at the door watching the clock. "Tavy, come on Where is he? I wanna get this over with."

Across the room on the couch, Octavia was lying down flipping through a special edition of musicians weekly. The cover of which featured a rather nice photo of the two in a loving embrace.

"Vinyl dear," Octavia called out. "I haven't the foggiest why you're going along with this. Or, Why you insist to drag me into it for that matter. But I swear. If this is another one of your, 'Bedroom Experiments.' The bedroom is the last place you're seeing for a month."

"Tavvvy, come on. You know it isn't like that."

I certainly hope not." Octavia said flipping to another page of the magazine. "Whatever the case, don't you feel you could be using this proverbial calm before the storm productively, rather than simply waiting at the door."

Vinyl facehoofed. "Darn it your right. I still need to fix my mane and get my dress on." She then gallops over to the hall closet. "So which do you think looks better. This frilly blue one, Or that sparkly silver one I wear to raves?"

Coincidentally, Octavia had just flipped to a page featuring a large photo of the DJ wearing the aforementioned visually hazardous rave wear. the sight of which made her cringe. Casually clearing her throat she responds. "Well, given the nature of this engagement. I do believe the blue one might be more suitable."

"Yeah, I guess your right. besides, if I wore the silver id be too busy knocking Ponys away to hold up any decent dinner conversation." Vinyl says flashing a puckish smile.

Octavia rolls her eyes unamusedly and returns her attention to her magazine. "Whatever you say love. Now could you please explain why I have to go with you. Don't you feel my presence might make the situation a tad awkward?"

The DJ cringes then turns back around. "You got it all backwards Tavy. I need you to go so it's less awkward."

"And how do you figure that?" She asks without looking up.

"B...e..c.ause,..... if you weren't there, I would spend the whole afternoon thinking I was cheating on you." Vinyl's head Suddenly twitches as she gives a facade smile.

Octavia glances back at vinyl raising her skeptic's eyebrow.

"Fine... Its because he wanted you to tag along too."

"Uh, huh."

"Trust me Tavy, I hate this just as much as you. But I owe this guy big time, so please just go with it."

Octavia continues glancing skeptically.

"I promise things won't get weird."

Not noticing her spouse's obvious discomfort Octavia stands up and places the magazine on a shelf. "I doubt that." She states with annoyance." But very well. If it's for the sake of your honor, I shall comply. However, Love, Before you do something like this again. Please ask my opinion first...... In any case, I suppose it's time for me to get dressed as well."

Without another word, Octavia trots out.

Vinyl's head twitches again and she sighs. "If only it was that easy Tavy."

A few moments later there was a knock on the front door. "Open Up, This Is The Police." A voice from behind the door the yells with unusual zeal.

The Dj rolls her eyes and yells, "HOLD ON A MINUTE WILL YA." She then proceeds throws on the rest of her dress. Once that was out of the way, she magicked open the door as she headed for the couch.

Immediately, a short fat stallion with a creamy brown coat and silver mane walks in. "Hey hey hey, theirs my favorite troublemaker. haven't seen you In a while filly how have you been?"

"Oh, hello officer, YO NUTS!" Her head twitches again. "Thanks for asking. I was doing great. That is till I got your call last week!"

The cop rubbed his head in confusion, "What did you,..... Oh, um, I mean, Vinyl I told you never to call me that,”

"And I told you to stop flirting with me." She cracks. "Now look where we are. You're practically forcing me and my wife out on a date with you. So Exxccuuuuse me, if I think you've earned a few jabs."

"More than a few if you ask me," Octavia added as she trotted into the room wearing a beautiful silken black dress with pink accents. "But where are my manners, my name is Octavia Melody. I presume you to be our gentlecolt caller for the evening."

"Why yes, my name is Donut, But everypony calls me Officer Donut. wow, I have to say, you are gorgeous. I always thought Vinyl would have good taste in mares.

Octavia blinked. "Thank you... I suppose.. now may I." Suddenly a loud whistling rang out from the kitchen, "Oh my, sounds like the Earl grey is done. Either of you care for a spot before we head out?"

Donut reply's with a hearty, "None for me thanks. No sense in filling up on free stuff when you're about to drop a whole bag on a date."

"I'll take some if we still have that cherry vodka to mix in.

Octavia sighs, "I'll go see what we have. In the meantime, you two can catch up."

After a few seconds had passed. Vinyl quickly but quietly galloped over to the edge of the hallway. making certain Octavia was out of earshot. Once she was gone Vinyl announced in her angriest whisper. As her head twitched again. “Listen Yo Nuts!!! It's bad enough that I have to put up with you flirting with me each and every time I get locked up. But now you pull this shit.”

In a miserably failed attempt at sounding suave. the overweight unicorn says. “Vinyl babe, you know you don't mean that, besides."

"Just so you know," Vinyl interrupts harshly. "I'm playing it cool around Tavy, but after tonight you better lose my number or else."

"Just remember filly. We, ALL, have a good time tonight or I spill the beans on your wife's little secret. Got me?

In a flash, the whisper breaks, "WHATEVER! You, just remember the, ONLY, reason I'm doing this is to keep Octavia safe. And if you don't hold up your end of the bargain. Trust me, a sentence to Tartarus will sound better then what I'll do to you."

"What was that about Tartarus?" Asked Octavia as she walked into the living room carrying a tray with two teacups on her back. "Oh, Vinyl dear. could you please help me with this. I don't wish to get my dress dirty.

"Sure thing Tavy." Said Vinyl with yet another facade smile as she telekinetically lifted the tray over to the table. “Oh, and Tartarus right... um.........why, were we talking about Tartarus?”

"Um,........ Oh yeah, I was telling her about this one time I transferred a prisoner there. It's a pretty scary place. I can't believe Celestia keeps it running like that."

Octavia sits down next to Vinyl and grabs a cup. ”Oh yes. It is nasty business what they do there. But on the other hoof, all those S Class baddies have to go somewhere." She shrugged. "However, I find that's hardly a proper subject for polite conversation." Sip, "So, Mr. Donut, may I ask how you actually know my darling Vinyl. I get the impression you two have a history.”

He gives an uneasy smile and scratches his mane. "Well, let's just say I used to bounce at a club she worked at during college. Back then She hadn't really come out of the closet yet. so I actually thought I had a chance. Not that I'm bitter about it or anything. I mean, we never did anything, Obviously. But I do like to think we were at least friends back then."

Vinyl rolls her eyes, and crosses her forelegs with a Hmph.

"With that said. After I joined the force, I guess I just kept looking out for her. In fact, I'm actually the one who keeps her arrest and drunk tank visits off the public record. I've even paid her bail a few times.”

“It's not like I ask you to do that!!!” Vinyl snapped, as her head twitches once again.

Octavia takes another sip. "Vinyl that's Rude. But anyway, I suppose that does answer a few questions I had. However, now I think would be a good time To tell me what your true intentions for the evening might be?"

At the question Donut's eyes dart back and forth."What do you mean?" He asks with more than a little dread.

Octavia Takes an extra long sip and continues. "One does not simply, Call up, a college friend. Then proposition them and their spouse on a potentially romantic excursion out of the blue."

"Hey, listen Mrs. Melody. You don't have to worry about that. we ain't gonna be doing nothing if you don't want to. let me just make that clear. all I want is to spend some time with you and Vinyl that's all, so I figured id cash in all those favors she owed me for a big one."

Vinyl Harrumphs in frustration.

Octavia takes one last sip of her tea finishing the cup, "Well, that's all fine and good. I suppose,........ maybe, so long as it doesn't go too far. However, that doesn't really explain why you want me to come. I don't even know you."

Donut winced and began rubbing his hoof nervously, "well, um. it's, you see."

Vinyl yells, "Spit it out already Yo Nuts, "Then proceeds to drink her whole cup like a shot. "We don't have all night."

"Well yeah. This is a little embarrassing. You see I was talking to my friends the other day. And... I may have been bragging that I could have any mare I wanted. Then one thing led to another. One of them showed me a copy of musicians weekly with your wedding photo on it. And well Now we're here."

Vinyl places her cup on the tray aggressively and snarls, "So you're telling me.!! The reason for all of this!! Everything!! Is because your friends are jackasses. And you still got it in your head that you're the cock of the walk."

"Hey, I wouldn't go that far." He joked. "All I need is to be seen going out with two of the biggest names in music, That's all. Besides, I haven't seen you since before you were married. And I guess I missed seeing that pretty face of yours whenever I looked over to your cell."

Octavia chimes in with an annoyed tone, "Sorry to interrupt you giving my wife, The Look, But could you be so kind as to tell me when we will be leaving, I need to know if I should put another pot on."

Donut stammers a little, "Oh, um, sorry about that, um, Yeah, we can leave whenever."

"Very well, nows as good a time as any." She says collecting the cups and tray. "May I ask where we will be heading tonight?"

"Oh, don't worry babe, I know a great place. Ever been to Cheval Sur L'eau? I'm an elite member, so I get food half price and I even get to set up special reservations."

Octavia squints her eyes as she almost drops her tray. "Excuse me, Mr. Donut. But when you say, Cheval Sur L'eau, Do you by chance mean that really expensive place with all the marble pillars, and a floor that is essentially a giant hot tub."

"Yeah, that's the place. You go there often? Now that I think about it. I think I may have seen you there before.............. Um, are you ok? You look kinda pissed."

Summoning up all her years of etiquette training as to refrain from beating him over the head with a teacup, Octavia Politely growls. "Well, Mr. Donut. If you must Know. I did in fact used to work there as part of their in-house band. But, if you think for even a Second, I'm going to let you drag us off to that den of debauchery. You got another thing coming."

"Here tavy, let me help you with that," Vinyl says levitating the dishes away from Octavia to keep her from breaking them. "You're really pushing your luck here, Yo Nuts. Did you really think we would let you take us to that gilded whore house?"

In a jokey manner Donut replies. "Listen fillies. Its like I said. You don't have to do nothing like that if you don't want to. The Sur l'eau ain't your kinda place, No problem. I only wanted to go for the food anyway. Feel free to pick anywhere you want. I'm fine with anything,...........ex.cept maybe... Tierra de burro that place sucks."

"What, cant handle a burrito?" vinyl joked.

He sighs, "It just doesn't agree with me okay. please pick somewhere else."

"Fine... but fair warning, I'm feeling a little trashy tonight," She' says with an evil grin." Hmm, Hey Tavy. You remember that dive Berry Punch owns?"

"Do you mean that dreadful place that constantly looks like it's about to fall apart? What was it called? Spiked."

"Yeah, that's the place. I think it'll do nicely."

With a look of confusion, Donut interrupts. "Hey filly. Just so you know. I Am, treating you tonight. and I'm not exactly stingy with my bits. So feel free to pick somewhere........ Good."

Octavia looks to the DJ in a similar manner as Donut, "Love, I protest to the fact we're even doing this. But even I think we can do better than that."

Vinyl quickly leans into Octavia and whispers, "Don't worry Tavy I got it figured. If we go to a place that crap, there won't be any paparazzi waiting in the woodwork. The last thing I want is to be seen with this creep. Besides, It's the least romantic place I can imagine, Don't want him getting any ideas."

Octavia pulls away, not even bothering to whisper. "Yeah, I suppose that makes sense, Sorry Mr. Donut. But I'm afraid I have to side with Vinyl on this."

He rubs his temple and sighs. "Fine..... you want to go to a dive, So we will. Do they at least serve good drinks there?"