The Average Day of A Bad Self Insert: The Sequel: The Prequel

Octavia sat at the table in the kitchen after a sleepless night. Vinyl Scratch had recently got into bass boosting her original songs. It was even worse than her original hobby. Instead of blasting loud music, she had been destroying Octavia's ears with insanely loud noise. It was no song and all bass.

"Vinyl, please stop this, I have an ensemble to attend today, and I need quiet." She requested, trying to talk over the bass.

"What was that Octy?" Vinyl asked.

"I need you to turn off the noise!" She shouted above the cacophony.

Vinyl turned off the speaker.

"Octavia, suicide is a serious matter. Don't tie a noose." She said, looking Octavia in the eyes, concerned.

"That's not what I said-"

"Oh, in that case, back to my music!"

The bass started up again, only this time louder. It started knocking vases over and off shelves.

Octavia put a hoof over her face.

Later that day, the ensemble begun. Octavia galloped in with her cello.

She started to play, but something didn't seem right. Her bow seemed to move less freely. Suddenly, a low noise was created. She moved the bow again. The noise got louder. She moved it more. A blast of bass deafened her.

"Wh-what?"

Suddenly, the bow started moving on it's own, because it had a motor on it. Blaring loud bass played, getting increasingly loud.

A southern voice started talking.

"The fitnessgram pacer test is a multi-stage aerobic capacity test that gets increasingly faster each time. Line up at the start."

Dubstep started blasting from the cello.

An electronic beep played. "One."

Another beep. "Two."

Every time the number changed, the dubstep got louder. Octavia had enough. She smashed the cello on the ground. Her mane frayed itself.

"Um... That was an... Interesting performance by Octavia." Somepony said on a mic.

Octavia left the building and stormed into her home, and glared at her roommate.

"What's wrong Octy?"

"Why is my instrument one of your speakers?" She asked.

"...You took the wrong one, that was my bass cello." Vinyl said, pointing a hoof at Octavia's real cello.

Octavia put a hoof over her face.