Mobbing Musicians

Vinyl had gone back to the bar front of Tempest's business and ordered a drink. She had started thinking about the time she and her wife tried to have a kid, and she needed some alcohol to wash down her now sour mood.

"Why the fuck am I thinking about this now?" She said to herself.

She took a seat at one of the bar stools. "Give me the hardest shit you have." she huffed to the bartender.

He pulled out a bottle of Grey Goose and a glass. Vinyl picked up the glass and threw it at the wall. "Just leave me the bottle." She said with an irritated glare.

The bartender nodded, used to violent patrons. Normally he'd react differently, but he knew not to fuck with his boss's new boss. He left the mare to her devices and cleaned up the broken glass. Vinyl gave him a tip and enough bits to cover the for the broken glass and the Grey Goose after opening the bottle. She began chugging it until she drank about a fifth of it before stopping. She just sat there for awhile, holding the bottle in one hoof, resting her head in her other hoof.

The Bar continued as if it was a normal day for the next little while before none other than Lawrence and two new gun toting henchman burst into the bar. "Everypony let me see you're hooves!" Lawrence shouted angrily.

He was sporting a brand spanking new red eye patch to go with his red tie and black suit. Everyone present stood up to their hind legs and raised their hooves in the air, Everyone except Vinyl.

Lawrence glared at her with his good eye, not recognizing her right away. "Hey bitch! I said let me see your hooves!" He shouted.

Vinyl ignored him and resumed drinking. Lawrence growled and pulled out a revolver, pointing it directly at the bottle of Grey Goose in Vinyl's hoof and shooting it, causing it to shatter. Glass and alcohol spraying everywhere. The glass bounced off Vinyl harmlessly, but the alcohol splashed onto her clothes and fur. Vinyl smacked her lips and sighed. She placed down the bottle neck, the only remaining part of the Grey Goose bottle that wasn't shattered.

"I thought we dealt with you already." Vinyl said, standing up.

Lawrence was confused by this until Vinyl turned around and showed him her face. Her very, very, VERY pissed off face.

"......fuck." Lawrence said in horror.

Vinyl grabbed the bottleneck and threw it Lawrence. It impaled his good eye. He fell forward and landed on his face, which shoved the bottleneck further into his skull and pierced his brain, effectively killing him. The two gun toting henchman paled in terror at Vinyl's blood red glare. They cried in fear as they brought their guns to their heads and pulled the triggers. Taking the cowards way out was much more welcoming than facing the wrath of a very angry Vinyl Scratch after all.

Vinyl just growled angrily as she stormed out of the building, slamming the door behind her. She texted Jess, telling her not to worry about Lawrence any more, as he had been dealt with. She kept walking and began heading to the down town area of Manehattan.

"I need another drink." She said to herself as she walked.

A few hours later, Vinyl returned home, alone, covered in blood and booze. "-hic- heheheyy...maidz....shtart deh baff...." Vinyl drunkenly slurred.

The maids sighed, hating to see one of the masters of the estate in such a state. "Right away Master Vinyl." They said with a bow before heading to the nearest wash room and drawing a bath, making sure to use the enchanted water that had a sobering affect.

Vinyl took off her clothes and hung up her pistols in a gun rack before heading to the bathroom, jumping into the bath like it was a pool. She sobered up almost the instant she touched the water. She floated on her back in the giant pool of a bath and stared at the ceiling, which was peppered with Star-like lights. She shook her head a bit, getting back into her normal carefree mindset and began swimming around in the bath. She hummed a tune to herself as she swam around, having a bit of fun as she washed herself off of the mess she accumulated over the day.

After about twenty minutes, Vinyl got out of the bath and dried herself off. She slipped on a white whole bodied bathrobe with her cutie mark sewn into it right on the flanks. She left the wash room and walked to stairs, heading for the Master Bedroom. "Octavia won't be back for awhile, feel free to deal with any non Octave business on your own." She announced to all the staff of the estates before heading upstairs to the Master bedroom, and going to bed. She couldn't fall asleep so she just played video games for a few hours until she passed out.

Octavia's phone buzzed. She pulled it out to see that it was a text from Jess telling her that Vinyl had taken care of Lawrence herself. She followed Shimmering to a five star steak house.

"A table for two please." Shimmering said to the front desk.

"Right this way ma'ams." He said before leading Shimmering and Octavia to a secluded table away from any noise from the other patrons of the restaurant.

They got situated and thanked the waiter. "What would you like to drink?" He asked them.

"I'll have red wine, please." Octavia told him, Shimmering ordering the same.

As he left, Octavia decided to break the ice. "So......I'd like to take your hive into my ranks....after we get it fixed up of course."

"You've already done us a great service, I'd be happy to work for you." Shimmering said with a smile.

Octavia smiled back at Shimmering. "I'm glad to hear that." She said happily.

They continued to talk for several minutes, stopping the changeling chat when the Waiter came by with their drinks. "Are you two ready to order or do you need another minute?" He asked them.

"I'll have a medium rare filet mignon with mushrooms, please." Octavia said, closing her menu.

"Hmm....I'll take a well done t-bone." Shimmering said. "20 ounces."

The waiter nodded as he wrote down the orders and took their menus. "Your dishes with be out shortly, miladies." He said before heading off.

"....I have many means of getting you those ponies I promised, don't worry." Octavia chuckled, resuming their conversation.

As if on cue, her phone buzzed with a text from Celestia saying that the slave ponies she requested were ready and that The Lights would bring them to Manehattan by next week. Octavia texted a quick response back to Celestia "You always work so quick, Cellie~." She typed out before pressing send. Octavia showed the text from Celestia to Shimmering, and this seemed to ease her concerns.

"We can definitely manage one more week, especially with all the love you gave my daughter today." Shimmering said with a smile. "Thank you again for that."

Octavia smiled back at Shimmering. "No problem at all. I'd be happy to do it again."

"Giving away so much love more than once in rapid succession could kill you. But thankfully, with the help you're giving us, you won't need to. Just one more week and I'll be able to start mending my hive." Shimmering said, beaming off happiness at the prospect.

Octavia chuckled a bit before continuing their conversation. They kept talking for another twenty minutes or so, they got their meals. "I thought changelings could only eat emotions." Octavia said, the very notion had been bugging (heh) ever since Shimmering offered to bring her to dinner.

"Ah. Yes, that. You see, I am able to eat normal food like any other pony, but unlike the sustenance I get from emotions, I am unable to share the sustenance I get from pony food with other changelings." Shimmering told her as she began cutting into her steak.

Octavia nodded in understanding as she began eating as well. The two enjoyed their meal in peace for the rest of the dinner date.