A day of fun

Vinyl Pov:

Octavia practically dragged me to her instrument room and for the third time that morning, I gasped in amazement.

"Oh my gosh, Tavi! You weren't kidding when you said you had a LOT of instruments!" I exclaimed prancing around the room. She had everything I tell you! EVERYTHING!! from kazoos to saxophones and from banjos to stand up basses. Then, I saw them. Her turntables. They were very familiar looking. My eyes widened as I ran up to them. Yep, just as I thought. These were the turntables and stereo systems that used to belong to me. the things I spent my life's savings on that were stolen by that fuckhead. I started to cry at the sight of them.

"They're yours, aren't they Dj-Pon3?" I heard her ask from behind me.

"H-How did you know who I was? Is that why you brought me in? Because I'm some ex-celebrity that you pitied?!" I accused, not really knowing what I was saying or doing. I was just reunited with my baby, I was an emotional wreck, alright?! Thankfully, Octavia was a nice pony so she didn't get mad at me when I shouted at her.

"I only just pieced it together, it wasn't some scheme or what ever it is you are thinking. I figured with the way you looked at them that they were yours, and given the fact that Dj-Pon3 is inscribed on the sides of those stereos. Somepony gifted these to me and when I asked how they came across your property they said that you gave it to them. I didn't believe them and only took them to keep it out of that stallion's hooves and because I wanted to give them back to you, as I wanted to meet you. I haven't touched them to play, only to keep them in good condition." She explained. I couldn't contain the sheer joy I felt as she explained how came across my baby. I wrapped myself around her in a big hug and cried tears of joy into her fur.

"Thank you so much, Tavi! I thought these were gone forever! I can't believe you would take care of these for me!" I shouted happily.

"It was my pleasure, Vinyl. I loved your work as Dj-Pon3 and I have wanted to meet you." She told me as she returned my hug.

"I'll be surprised if you actually liked MY stuff. As a Dj, most of the stuff I played were pop tracks that other artists made remixed. Anything I made myself that I actually released was hard dubtrot that I don't think you would enjoy." I confessed to her, then to my surprise she picked up the record that was sitting next to my turntables and showed it to me. It was an album of all of MY work.

"Vinyl, I know what I am talking about." She said with a teasing tone in her voice. I backed up from the embrace we were sharing and gaped at her for a few moments, before flying into a fit of giddy laughter. I was laughing out of sheer happiness and joy for the first time in a long time.

"My idol, Octavia Melody, likes my dubtrot!" I shouted happily in between breaths and laughter. She smiled at me a nodded. After a few more minutes of this, I finally got my shit together. I stared at the ground, blushing like a schoolfilly that was confessing her love to her senpai. Yes I like anime, what of it? Deal with it.

"Would you mind playing something for me?" Octavia requested.

"Of course, sure thing Tavi!" I answered. This mare has been my idol since I heard her first single 'I Am Octavia' was released almost eight years ago. And now she had saved me from a fate of starvation, fed me, is apparently giving me a place to stay, and reunited me with my babies! She has brought the most joy I have had in the longest time in the span of one night and a morning. I can safely say that my need to please her is no longer solely out of desire to repay her, it now feels like it was the most important thing in the entire fucking universe to please her. And to me, it was.

For the next hour or so, I played my music for Octavia and I could tell she genuinely enjoyed every minute of it. Once I had finished with her little private concert, she stomped on the ground in applause. Heh, I still got it. It felt great that the pony I idolized seemed to love my music. Not remixes of other ponies' works, but my actual stuff that Nopony seemed to like.

"It was even better hearing it in person! That was great, Vinyl, I loved every bit of it!" Octavia cheered. I felt my heart flutter at the praise from my idol. Somehow, I could just tell she was telling the truth when she said she loved it, and that made everything I went through worth it to hear words of praise from Octavia.

"Thank you, Octavia. You don't know how happy it makes me to hear that you of all ponies like my stuff. I-I thought that all my stuff was just a joke to everypony and that I-I was a failure." I confessed. I came out from my turntables and nervously trotted over to her and then sat next to her. She placed my head in her lap and soothingly ran her hoof through my mane.

"Everypony just couldn't appreciate how great your style truly is. I love it very much Vinyl." She said, before chuckling as I began to purr from her petting me. I can't help it, it feels really good. Incredibly good. It was one of the best feelings ever. Such content.

"You're like a kitten, Vinyl." She chuckled.

"Mrrow." I replied, causing her to go from chuckling to laughing. She then moved her hoof and rubbed behind my left ear.

"Ahhn!" I moaned. Normally, this would make me incredibly embarrassed, but this felt so fucking good! She continued to pet behind my ear and I purred louder and louder as it just continued to feel better. My right hind-leg began to twitch on it's own after awhile.

"Oh you are just adorable." She said with another chuckle. I looked up at her saw the most loving expression I had ever seen on her muzzle. My heart fluttered at her gaze and I began to purr even louder. Before I could process what exactly I was doing, I moved my head closer to hers and nuzzled her cheek with more purrs.

"My My, aren't you affectionate." She said, her hoof not leaving it's place on my head. After few more minutes of this, she pulled away.

"Noooo! More pets!" I begged. I tumbled off of her as she stood up. and landed on my back on the soft floor of the room. I was about to get up and continue pestering for more rubs, before I was greeted by an even greater feeling than when Octavia was petting my head. She had begun to rub my belly. Sweet fucking Celestia did this feel good. My eyes rolled up a little and my left hind-leg twitched uncontrollably.

"A-Ahhn!" I moaned even louder than before. Octavia was looking down at me with a look that said only one thing: Mine.

"You really are like an adorable cat, Vinyl. I'll take care of you." She said with a look of love in her eyes. I shuddered in bliss as she continued to rub my belly.

"O-Oh Fuck! Yes please!" I agreed readily. The incredibly pleasant feeling of her hoof was so good! We spent a little too much time in that room with her petting me like I was, well her pet. A thought then crossed my mind.

'Oh sweet and salty Luna please let that happen!' I thought to myself.

Later in the day, we found ourselves at alley Octavia had found me in. Her guitar, well, it's case at least was still there. I stood next to Octavia in a rather submissive manner, the thought of actually being her pet had not left my head and it only grew more appealing to me. I opened the case and found that the guitar was not inside of it like I had suspected.

"Octavia, your guitar was taken." I told her solemnly.

"Oh well, I don't regret my decision last night. You are more important than a guitar." She replied.

"But because of me your gift from your friend was taken!" I insisted.

"Let's just drop the subject. I don't regret my decision and I don't want you to regret it for me." She stated firmly. I nodded in acceptance and picked up the case with my magic. Octavia than began trotting over to the store she'd gotten the guitar in the first place. I followed her closely.

"Mr. Thoroughbred?" She called out when we entered. The pony she had called for came running out from the back of the store.

"Miss Octavia! You are back pretty soon! How can I help you?" He asked happily as he reached the two of us.

"I have come to return you guitar case as I don't need it anymore as your guitar was stolen." She stated simply. She looked at me and jerked her head to the owner of the store. Taking the hint, I levitated the case over to him.

"I'm so sorry to hear that. Let me get you something else, please. I have to compensate for you playing at my girl's birthday." He insisted.

Octavia shook her head in a dismissive manner. "It's quite alright, Mr. Thoroughbred. I apologize for loosing it in the first place."

"Are you sure, Octavia?" He asked her. She nodded.

"Alright then, well I hope you have a good day." She said before turning to leave, I bowed my head slightly in apology to the owner before following Octavia out of the store.

"So, I was invited to a ball in the Canterlot castle and it is going to be held today. You are coming with me." She said when I caught up with her.

"H-Huh? But I'm literally a pony that lived on the streets, there is no way they will accept me there!" I told her.

"They are trying to impress me Vinyl my dear, not the other way around."

I slapped myself in the face. I've been so close to Octavia that I somehow managed to forget that she was the richest musician in the world. How the fuck do you even manage to forget something like that?! Then I shuddered when I realized she called me 'Her Dear' I know that probably doesn't mean much but I still took a little pleasure in it.

"Of course, we are going to a store and getting you an outfit, no buts, Vinyl." She said, stopping my argument before it came out of my maw.

"It's not until five o'clock and it is currently half past noon. We will get you an outfit made immediately, then we will be free to do anything else until the ball." She informed me.

"Yes, Octavia." I said simply.

"Alright, we are off to Canterlot Carousel."

The bell on the door rang as we entered the clothing store.

"Hello and welcome to Canterlot Carousel, where everything is chique, unique, and magnifique. How can I-" A tall blue unicorn greeted before she stoped and stared with her mouth agape.

"MISS RARITY CODE GREY!!!" She shouted. We then heard frantic hooves running down from upstairs. A white unicorn with purple mane appeared at the top of the stairs. I blinked once and she seemed to have Instant Transmissioned her way over to in front of Octavia.

"Hello! How can I help you, Miss Octavia?!" She asked a little too enthusiastically. Octavia chuckled at the unicorn's antics.

"Miss Rarity, would you be so kind as to make my new friend here a suit for the ball later today?" She asked politely.

"Yes of course one dress coming up!"

I blanched when she said dress.

"No, No, a suit please." Octavia insisted when she saw me clearly uncomfortable with a dress.

"I beg your pardon, Miss Octavia, but she is a mare no?"

"I HATE DRESSES!!" I blurted out before mastering the art of the chameleon as my entire body changed it's color to blend in with the background, which was red. I hopped behind Octavia to hide my embarrassment and at the fact that I just insulted this mare's line of work and she will probably be very angry with me now.

"Oh, well that's not exactly rare nowadays. You probably don't like clothes in general do you?" She asked thoughtfully. I nodded in response when I peaked my head from behind Octavia's body.

"Well I'll try to make you a suit that doesn't suffocate you, but it will be difficult because it's going to need to be classier than what would normally be acceptable at the Canterlot Ball if you are going to accompany Miss Octavia. Still though, I do apologize for upsetting you Miss...uh..."

"Vinyl Scratch." I finished for her.

"Very well then. I apologize for upsetting you, Miss Vinyl. Now please follow me." She said before leading me up the stairs.

"Sassy, please attend to anything else that Miss Octavia needs while I help our other customer." She shouted down the stairs as we entered a room that had dress blueprints and sowing machines and other things that you would expect all over the place.

"Rarity was it? If I'm going to wear a suit, please make it only my front side. I hate covering my hind-legs with anything that covers my Cutie Mark." I asked the fashionista.

"Oh of course, darling! The customer's preference is key to me." She said before getting my measurements.

After thirty minutes of her doing her work, she had black suit top made entirely ready and everything.

"That was insanely fast." I commented. Seriously though, this was crazy fast, I thought I would be here for hours.

"There is a reason why everypony thinks I am the best at my job, darling." Rarity teased.

I descended the stairs with the suit on, and Octavia looked at me and smiled happily.

"You look lovely, Vinyl." She said sincerely. My hear fluttered at her praise. This moment right here is what made me determined to become Octavia's pet permanently. It would be the perfect way to pay her back, it would please her, and most importantly, it meant more rubs. What? They felt fucking good, don't judge me!

"Thank you, Rarity. How much do I owe you?" Octavia asked. A rather rude, no fuck that I'm not giving this guy the courtesy, some fucking asshat decided to but in for no reason at all at this moment.

"What are you talking about? Why should you, Octavia Melody, pay for this plebeian tomboy's suit? You are far better than this, my lady. Now, the Canterlot Ball invitations have a plus one with them so why don't I take you?" My ears folded down at this and I looked at the ground in shame when I heard Octavia smack her lips.

"As you just said, I am Octavia Melody, why would I waste my time coming to the ball with you? As a matter of fact, I think I'll have you blacklisted for insulting my friend! How dare you insult my friend's looks when she looks smashing. You clearly have too small of a brain to appreciate how the black of her suit pops off of her alabaster coat vibrantly. Now get out of my sight and you are banned from all my shows from now on." She stated firmly, with a death glare that I swore would activate her Conquer's Haki.

"Tavi, don't ban him from all you shows." I said, not wanting to rob somepony no matter who they were of Octavia's magnificent performances.

"I don't need your pity, plebeian! I will ruin your reputation Octavia!" He shouted in her face. I started to grow angry at the way he was talking to the pony who may as well be my goddess.

"Who's going to care what some random nobody noble from Canterlot says about Octavia Melody? Now get out of my store!" Rarity stepped in and threw the shitbag out.

"I am terribly sorry about him, Vinyl." She apologized.

"Don't worry about it. Now seriously though, how much is this going to cost?" I said, trying to get the topic off of the snooty fucker.

"After that spectacle there is no way in Equestria would I charge you for this. Consider it a gift from a friend, Vinyl." She said happily.

"Well if you insist."

"I literally can't believe that guy did that." I muttered as I walked down the street next Octavia.

"Some ponies are just unnecessarily rude." She agreed.

"If you don't mind me asking, how much say do you have in the ball?" I asked with interest.

"Well, the easiest way to explain it is that more ponies care about my opinion than Blueblood, sexist fuck he is." She answered.

"Wow, for you to cuss about him he must be a real piece of shit." I said to tease her.

"That's putting it very mildly."

We made our way to a very high-class buffet. "I've brought you to this buffet because even I know how dreadfully small fancy restaurants make their meals, and considering you were starving literally one day ago, that won't do at all." She explained when I asked why she wanted to come here. I thanked her for the trouble and then spent the next hour eating the place into bankruptcy, at least I would've if I wasn't with the richest mare in the world.

"Ugggh. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I ate way too much." I said as I rubbed my stomach, trying to keep it from murdering me very dead via overstuffed explosion. MAKE UP YOUR MIND DAMMIT! Also, why doesn't it feel as good when I rub my belly then when Octavia does? Speaking of, she sat next to and wrapped her foreleg around me.

"Feels better than when you were starving though, right?" She teased as she replaced my hoof with hers and began rubbing my belly again.

'Oh fucking Luna WHY does this feel so. Fucking. AMAZING FROM HER?!!? I thought to myself as I leaned my head into her neck. We were sitting on a bench in Celestia Park, enjoying the sights of the nature reserve after we ate. My left hind-leg once again twitched uncontrollably as I moaned happily at the feeling coming from my goddess. Yeah I think of her that way! Why do you act surprised that I hold her in such regard after she did all of this for me?! Plus, belly rubs and pets from her are great DON'T JUDGE ME!

"You really, really like it when I do this, don't you Vinyl?" She teased as she continued to rub my belly.

"Ahh! Fuck yeah! Why does it feel so much better when YOU do it, though?!" I asked half serious half playfully as I nuzzled her neck lovingly. She chuckled at my antics and continued to rub my belly.

"It's half past four now, we should probably make our way to the ball." She said as she pulled her hoof away. I whimpered at the lost of my rubs. I was about to beg for more rubs like the cat dog hybrid I have become, but she anticipated this.

"Behave yourself at the ball and I will give you all the belly rubs you want and more when we get back to the house." She stated.

"Yes Ma'am!" I swore dutifully. What? I need my belly rubs, man!

Author's Note

Since this story seemed to have exploded in one day, already catching up to my first story, I am going to put a whole lot of effort into this story. I may end up taking a break from Thank You, Mistress if more people want me to do this one instead of that one.