This story contains tickling and foot fetish stuff as foreplay. And if you missed the tags, this is also a Second Person story.

Done as an anonymous commission.

Your name is Neon Lights.

Tons of ponies know about your legendary rivalry with Vinyl Scratch. Your music battles always draw a crowd. Each appearance leaves ponies wanting to see more of you two fighting on-stage. Each match is full of heated trash-talk and musical escalation.

However, off-stage, you two get along pretty well. After the show, you meet up with Vinyl for a drink. Both of you are getting pretty tired of having to fake hating each other, that's when you two jokingly bring up the idea of being a couple instead.