Pancakes and Hugs

Vinyl Pov:

I woke up to find myself in a very comfortable bed. I was confused at first, before the memories of the previous night came back to me. I turned over to find the sleeping form of Octavia Melody, the greatest musician pony of my generation and probably of all time, one of the richest mares in all of Equestria, and ...the mare who had saved my life. I'm not going to sugarcoat it for myself, I know I would've eventually died if Octavia hadn't found me when she did. I still had a hard time believing that the pony I idol had chosen me, a random mare on the streets of Canterlot, over a gift from a friend and an expensive one at that. Another thing that I couldn't believe was the fact that I was literally sleeping in the same bed Octavia had slept in.

'No Vinyl, don't get all pervy on me...you...us? Whatever the point is don't start thinking like that. Octavia was nice enough to help me and she was adamant on helping me even more, despite what I had said last night, I want her help so badly. I cant ruin this!'

I then carefully got out of bed as to not wake up the sleeping star next to me. I then moved as quietly as my hooves would let me. When I exited the room, I gasped in amazement. I was in OCTAVIA FUCKING MELODY'S PENTHOUSE!!!

"Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh!!!" I quietly repeated to myself as I pranced around the bedroom. Literally around the bedroom! It was like a round podium in the middle of a giant room with a door on it. In the opposite direction of the door was an elevator door and all along the walls of the giant room as I hereby dub it were a bunch of doors. Then directly behind the door-end of the giant podium room was a giant glass window with doors that lead to a pool. A fucking pool!

"Okay okay, think Vinyl think. How the everlasting fucking fuck am I going to repay somepony this damn loaded?!?!" I said to myself, a little crazed.

"I've already decided that I will accept Octavia's help, but there is no way I can't repay her for this what do I do?!" I kept prancing around the bedroom's exterior before my stomach decided it was time to resume it's life's mission of killing me very dead via hunger. I stopped pacing around and rubbed the stomach area of my barrel to try and sooth the pain. Which surprisingly, worked for a minute or two.

I desperately looked around for any signs of a kitchen and found the only exit in the room that wasn't a door and I could see an oven from where I was standing so I made my way over there. Once I entered the room, I once again gasped in amazement.

"This. Kitchen. Is. BEAUTIFUL!!!" I screamed, but not loud enough to wake Octavia. I ran to one of fifteen, yes FIFTEEN CELESTIA DAMNED FRIDGES. I opened it and was actually surprised. The food inside wasn't super prissy like I was half expecting, but what really surprised me was the fact that there was a pizza box inside of this fridge. I did NOT picture Octavia Melody eating greasy foods. I had an entire set of three world wars in my head over the topic of taking the pizza and eating it or behaving. I decided that I liked living and that Octavia would be nice enough to forgive me for eating one measly pizza when she had FIFTEEN FRIDGES OF FOOD AND SHE WAS A BIG ROCKSTAR LIVING IN A HILLTOP HOUSE!! Yes, Yes I did just make that reference, yes I am aware that this is a penthouse not a hilltop house. My response? I'm fucking hungry and there is a pizza sitting in front of me that was pulling me into a trance. "Eat me, Vinyl, I taste delicious!" I heard it whisper.

I obeyed the convincing pizza box and opened it. I was greeted by a supreme eighteen inch pizza with all of the toppings and with only three slices missing. I ate the whole thing while it was cold.

"Oh fuck that was good." I said to myself, rubbing my barrel. I was still thin, but you could no longer see my bones poking through my body. I got up from my seat at the counter and threw out the pizza box. I saw a cook book next to one of the eight trillion sinks, and by eight trillion I meant the grand number of three. Still a lot if you asked me. I opened it and flipped through a few pages, looking for something I thought looked incredible. I found it. The godsend. The greatest thing ever to grace Equestria with it's presence. A RECIPE FOR GOURMET PANCAKES!!!! I immediately set about making the gifts of Celestia and found everything I needed rather quickly through the humongous kitchen.

Octavia's Pov:

I woke up in my bed alone as usual, I sat up and stretched my front legs. Then I realized that I was most definitely not supposed to be alone in my bed this morning as my thoughts from last night greeted me when the fog cleared from my mind. I shot up and looked around, not finding a trace of Vinyl Scratch. I sighed to myself, thinking that either the events of last night were just some dream, or that Vinyl left on her own. Neither thought was appealing to me, but the thought of Vinyl leaving me was much more terrifying than I thought it would be. I rushed out of my room to see if maybe I could find her and then I was immediately greeted by the pleasant smell of pancakes and the sound of humming. I turned to the kitchen and saw that the light was on. I closed my door and made my way over to the kitchen to find that Vinyl Scratch was indeed still in my home and that she was preparing pancakes. She seemed to be just finishing with them and put several pancakes upon several pleasantly placed plates. She turned around to place the pans she was using in the sink when she saw me.

"Oh! Good morning, Tavi! I hope you don't mind, but I sorta helped myself to your kitchen." She said nervously.

Vinyl Pov:

"Oh! Good morning, Tavi! I hope you don't mind, but I sorta helped myself to your kitchen." I said totally not embarrassed or nervous or scared at all. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Tavi?" She inquired with an amused tone, not that I picked up on the amused part. I froze as she repeated the nickname I had just given her.

"Oh I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking, Octavia! Please don't be mad at me." I said like the total wuss I was at the moment, looking down at the ground at my hooves. She put her hoof on my shoulder calmly and I looked into her eyes.

"Hey, Hey. It's okay. I'm not mad at you for something so trivial. I just was a little surprised when I heard you so readily give me a nickname. I like it." She said truthfully.

"The only thing I'm a little upset about is that you ate the pizza I was saving without my permission." She said before chuckling.

"Though, I suppose these pancakes make up for it splendidly." She said eyeing the pancakes I had slaved over a hot stove for an hour to make the way the goddesses intended them.

"By all means, Tavi, eat them all, as you have already mentioned, I already had a meal." I said with leaving no room for argument as I pushed her into a chair a pushed her to the table where I had put the plates of perfect pancakes. She ate her fill of them rather quickly but she still held on to her manners. I then saw how tense her shoulders seemed so I move behind her began to massage them. I don't how I wasn't redder than a tomato while I did this, it just felt right to me.

"Oh, Vinyl that feels nice, please continue." She said happily in between her bites.

"Sure thing, Tavi!" I said happily. HaHA! I rock at massages apparently didn't know that was something I cared about but it is now so suck it life I AM good at something. Soon, she finished all the pancakes she could eat that morning. She got up from her chair and slowly pulled away from my apparently amazing massage as she move to the second fridge and placed the pancakes she didn't finish into the second fridge that I saw only had leftovers.

"Thank you for making me breakfast, Vinyl. It was very delicious." She smiled at me.

"It was no problem at all, Tavi. It pales in comparison to what you have done for me." I smiled back at her. She then stared at my flank for a good five minutes.

"Are you a musician, Vinyl?"

Scratch that. (heh) She was looking at my Cutie Mark.

"Oh, uh. I was a Dj once. I used to love doing my job. Then one day, nopony appreciated my music anymore. I tried and tried to make things that everypony would like, but eventually my manger fired me, took my turntables that WEREN'T EVEN HIS PROPERTY AND MADE MY LIFE HELL" I said, well screamed at then end. Tears stung my eyes as I thought back to that fucking cunt. I swear to Celestia, Luna, Cadance, AND Twilight that if I ever see that mother fucker again I would shove his platinum records up his ass and pull them through his muzzle. Octavia then wrapped her hooves around me in a hug.

"Hey, It's okay, it's okay, I understand what it's like to have somepony be unnecessarily cruel to you. I wasn't always number one you know. I had to work to get here." She said attempting to take me out of my thoughts, and it worked. I returned her embrace readily.

"Thanks, Tavi." I said.

"You are quite welcome, Vinyl. I'm always ready to lend an ear to listen." Octavia said.

"No not that. For everything. This was so sudden, but you saved me, Octavia. I-I thought I was going to die before you found me last night. I was so scarred that I was going to starve to death before I ever got meet you my idol, or ever play music again!!" I cried into the grey mare's fur. She soothingly caressed my mane as I cried. After few minutes of sitting in her embrace, she decided to start conversation again.

"I have a lot of instruments in the instrument room I made in this place, I even have some turntables if you want to play them." She suggested. My ears perked up at that.

"Really? Are you sure? I wouldn't want to trouble you-" She stopped me before I could finish by booping my muzzle with her hoof.

"I insist."

"O-Okay."

Author's Note

I stayed up on a Wednesday listening to Buckethead while typing this chapter, I wonder how that Is going to affect my writing. I typed this author's note out before I started the chapter as an fyi.

PRE TYPING AUTHORS NOTE!!!

So I think listening to buckethead while I type made me flow better. I'm doing this more often.