After the kitchen was cleaned, Vinyl was insistent on hearing some of your music.

“Come oooon! I wanna see what kind of music you’ve got!” she whined, practically dragging me into my workshop, where I have my computer, and music equipment. Vinyl looked awestruck. “Dude, nice stuff!” she exclaimed, running around the room. She stopped next to a tower of speakers, knobs, and dials. “Is this your equalizer machine? It’s bigger than the one I have back home!” I flipped a switch on the side of the machine. Lights scattered on across the front, and a mellow buzzing sound became noticeable.

“Well, as I’m sure you know, you need this to play and tune the music. Right now, it’s set for high bass, with high frequency as well.” I said.

“Well, I want to hear some!” Vinyl said.

“Okay okay, sheesh.” I said, grabbing a burned CD off the shelf. I stuck it in the player, and turned up the volume. After a moment, a heavy bass drop blasted through the speakers, follow by the steady wubbing of an electronic beat. Vinyl twitched her ears as she bobbed her head to the beat. Once the song finished, Vinyl smiled.

“That was pretty good. But have you thought about retuning the song to have a higher level of low-end bass frequency. I think it would help fill the background noise in some parts.” she suggested. I raised an eyebrow.

“Huh. I didn’t think of that. I’ll give it a shot later.” I said, making a mental note of her suggestion. Vinyl looked around the room again.

“I think you could also get a better feeling for the bass if you bought a more powerful woofer pack.” she said, pointing to my dual speaker woofer set. I scoffed.

“Believe me, I’d love to, but I’m not exactly rolling in the money.” I said. Vinyl lowered her head.

“Too bad I’m not known here like I am back home. I could sell some songs, and give you the bits.” she said. I shrugged.

“That’s not a bad idea. I couldn’t sell mine, they’re not good enough.” I said. Vinyl smiled.

“You just need a little help. Don’t forget, I was a professional music artist back home.” she said. I nodded.

“You’ve got a point there.” Vinyl stretched.

“Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m up for a nap. I’m still partially a night-crawler. If you need me, I’ll be on the bean bag.” she said, walking out of the room. I switched off the sound machine, and walked back to my computer.

“If Vinyl is ever going to help me sort out my music, she’s going to need to feel like she did back home.” I said, scrolling through a few eBay pages. I found what I was looking for, and clicked “Order”

After doing a few things around the house, I checked on Vinyl. She was out cold.

“Wish I could sleep like that.” I muttered. I looked out the window. I’m going to have to get her outside one of these days. I can’t keep her in here forever. I thought. I sat down on the couch, and yawned. With Vinyl out, there wasn’t much to do. I couldn’t use the TV or radio, I’d wake Vinyl. After a moment, I decided to follow Vinyl’s lead, and take a nap.

Vinyl woke on the floor. Looking around, she realized she must have slid out of her chair. She brushed her hair out of her eye. She quietly walked into the living room, and saw Vince sleeping peacefully on the couch. She sighed, and gazed at him. He is so adorable. Like a big, gentle animal. Vinyl thought. She gently got up on the couch next to Vince, and rested her head on his lap, and fell back asleep.

I opened my eyes slowly.

“Oh man, how long was I out?” I glanced at the clock. It was six in the evening. Jesus. I napped nearly four hours. I noticed a weight on my lap. I looked down, to see Vinyl sleeping peacefully with her head on my lap. I smiled. The sight would make people go insane with adorableness if anyone else was around. I gently stroked her back, and scratched her ears. Her coat was extremely soft. Softer than most Earth animals. As I continued to pet her, her tail twitched, and she barely opened one eye.

“What are you doing?” she asked, looking at me. I lifted my hand away.

“Sorry, I’ll stop.” I said. Vinyl rested her head back on my leg.

“No, don’t. It felt good.” she said, closing her eyes again.

I hesitated, then placed my hand on her again. As I stroked her back, she kept eliciting small moans, and continued twitching.

“Feel good?” I asked.

“Y-You have n-no idea.” she said. I smiled, and continued petting her back. I closed my eyes, and, unawarely, continued petting closer and closer to her tail. After a few minutes, I became aware of a smell. A smell I wasn’t familiar with. I opened my eyes again, and glanced at Vinyl. She was panting softly.

“Do you smell that?” I asked. Her eyes flew open.

“W-What?” she asked, her face turning a gentle hue of red.

“I smell something. It smells like… I don’t know. Something.” I said, sniffing. Vinyl quickly pushed herself off my lap.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom.” she said, exiting the room. I watched her follow, then became aware of a small stain on the cushion next to me. I stared at it for a moment, then realization hit me like a freight train. I had aroused her.

I felt myself redden. How could I do that to her? I’m so embarrassed. I decided to flick on the TV to get my mind off of what I had done. After a few minutes of flipping mindlessly through the channels, Vinyl entered the room, looking flustered.

“Vinyl, I’m so sorry.” I apologized. She looked at me.

“Sorry for what?” she asked. I got down on a knee in front of her.

“You know. I know what I did to you.” I said. Vinyl blushed, and turned her head away.

“I-It’s not your fault. It j-just felt really g-good.” she said. I stood back up.

“Well, I’m sorry anyway. I never considered the changes I would have to make regarding your… needs. My house has always been a bit of a man cave, without having girls in mind.” I said. Vinyl looked at me, still blushing.

“Come on Vince, I can take care of myself. You don’t have to do anything for me.” she said.

I sighed.

“Let’s just put it behind us for now.” Vinyl nodded in agreement. I clapped my hands.

“So, what do you want for dinner?” I asked. Vinyl wandered into the kitchen.

“I don’t know? What do you have? I don’t want to make you spend more money on me.” she said. I opened my refrigerator.

“Well, I have spaghetti, pasta, salad, or stuff you probably won’t eat.” I said, referring to meat.

“Spaghetti sounds good.” Vinyl said. I pulled out the box of spaghetti.

“Then spaghetti it is.” I said, placing the straight noodles in a pot. I filled the pot with water, and placed it on the stove.

Vinyl went at sat at the table, patiently waiting for the spaghetti to be done.

“By the way, I only have one plate that’s clean. I don’t own many dishes since I was the only one living here.” Vinyl shrugged.

“Fine with me. I just use my magic to eat, so I don’t need any forks or anything.” she said. I nodded. While waiting for the spaghetti to cook, I set two glasses on the table, and silverware for me.

“Let me guess, soda?” I asked. Vinyl grinned.

“You know me too well.” she said. I laughed, and pour her glass with Mountain Dew. Milk for myself.

After about five more minutes, the noodles were ready. I turned off the burner, and plopped the noodles onto one large plate. After I mixed in the sauce, I set the plate on the table, and sat down to eat.

Author's Note

My my Vinyl, it seems your showing a possible attraction to Vince? But that's absurd, right? A pony falling in love with a human? Only time will tell...