Author's Note
Just a little story to help me get back in the game. I'm gonna be coming by more frequently now and I'm trying to ease myself back in with newer, smaller stories. I hope you all don't mind. And I hope you all enjoy this. Thank you.
Diamond in the Rough
Rarity hummed to herself as she made her way over to the radio tower set up. She proceeded to press a number of buttons, adjusting the frequency she was broadcasting from, and adjusting the volume so she could be properly heard over all the hustle and bustle of daily life. The people were expecting her after all. And she had to be crystal clear.
Upon making the proper adjustments, she say down in her chair, cleared her throat, drank from the bottle of clean crisp refreshing water she had taken to bringing with her in these time periods, and pressed the broadcast button.
"Good Morning everyone! Today's another beautiful day in ponyville. The birds are singing, the sun is shining, and your favorite radio host has risen from her dreams to welcome you to another wonderful morning."
"Anyway, as I'm sure you are all just dying to get things started, I won't waste anymore time. You are listening to Diamond Radio, as always I'll be your host, Rarity Belle and today we have with us a very special guest indeed. Please put your hands together for...Octavia Melody! Why don't you tell us a little bit about yourself, dariling?"
"Well," Came Octavia's voice through the speakers of several people as they went about their days. "As you may well know, I am a cellist! My dream is to become famous all over the world. I happen to have finished a piece not too long ago even."
"Ah, I see...and would you be willing to share this piece with us at all?" Rarity said, gesturing to her guest.
"Oh, well of course! But perhaps we should save that for after the interview?"
Rarity's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, yes, of course dariling~! Well, in that case, what made you want to become a musician?"
"Oh, it's simple really. I admired many artists when I was younger, and desired to be like them. Their music inspired me, so one day, I asked my parents to buy me a cello. After a few or so tries, it turned out that I was really talented at it. From that point on I resolved to do my best to inspire others with my music, just like they did for me. That's also how I got my cutie mark as well."
"My, my. What a moving story. Dedicating your life to inspiring others is quite the admirable goal. Do you think it will be difficult?" Asked Rarity, sounding genuinely curious over the speakers of the countless listeners she herself had amassed over the years.
"Oh, of course it will. Such a lofty goal cannot be achieved in a day. But as long as I can reach at least one person out there in the world and make them smile, I'll be happy."
"Oh, talented and modest I see. Well, Miss Melody, I wish you the best. May your dreams come true and your hopes become reality." Rarity said, a level of sincerity in her tone that even reached the many listeners on her station.
"Why thank you, Rarity. I can only hope to be as popular as you one day." Octavia said, returning the kind words.
"Oh, pish-posh, darling. I'm just a radio show host. My guests are the real stars. Now why don't you tell us a little bit about that song you mentioned? A name, if any at all?"
"A name? Oh, well I...never really gave it much thought to be honest. I was just finishing up a day before I was invited here. Would you like to help?"
"Oh, I would love to. Perhaps you could tell us why you wrote the song, or what its about? Just to help with the process, of course."
"Yes, well, to be honest, I don't know. I wrote the song as a sort of...ode to the morning, so to speak. It was just a way to greet the day and be thankful that I get to wake up to see it, you know?"
Rarity didn't respond at first. Instead, Octavia could hear a slight sniffling sound. She turned to Rarity, only to see her wiping her eyes with a tissue. The rest of the audience that was listening in shared her sentiments. "Rarity? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine darling. It's just...to think you wrote a piece for something like that is..."
"Well, Celestia does raise the sun every day. It's only natural to thank for it, right?"
Rarity seemed completely fine, now. Unlike only moments ago. "I suppose it is, darling. I suppose it is. I also think we've found the name of your song~!"
"We have? Whatever could it be?" Octavia asked, confused as to how they could have found it so quickly.
"Why, you said it yourself didn't you, dear? 'Ode to the Morning?' I for one think it's a wonderful name, don't you?"
Octavia took a moment to think about the name. It did seem rather fitting...especially after her explanation... "Why yes,
I do. It sounds wonderful. Thank you, Rarity."
"No need to thank me, dear. It's what I do. Although, a little gratitude is never unappreciated. You're welcome."
Rarity seemed to take a moment to ponder her next words. "Excuse me, miss Melody-"
"You can just call me Octavia. Everyone does." Octavia quickly corrected her, showing a sign that she wanted them to develop a more friendly relationship.
"Yes, well, Octavia. Perhaps we could hear that song now?" Rarity asked, a smile on her face.
"Well, now's as good a time as any. If it's what you and the listeners want, then I'd be happy to do it!"
With those words, Octavia pulled out her cello, took some time to set it up, took a deep breath to steady herself, and began to play. A beautiful Melody rang out over the speakers of all the ponies in town, rousing them from their rest, relieving them of their stress, and calming them from the tension in their bodies. Many a listener sighed in relief as they felt themselves being rejuvenated by the music playing over the radio. This was why they tuned in, this was why they listened, this was why they looked forward to waking up every morning. All to hear the beautiful voice of one Rarity Belle, and hear of the works of the many talented people she brought onto her show. It was a great way to start the day, and a reminder that someone out there thought they were worthy. it was like a diamond in the rough.
"That was a wonderful piece, darling. Very impactful." Came Rarity's praise not moments later.
"Thank you, Rarity. I tried to make it a meaningful composition full of my true feelings." Came Octavia's Reply.
"And what powerful feelings they are, Octavia. Well, if you don't mind, If think that's enough for one morning. It's been nice speaking with you, but I wouldn't want to inconvenience you any more than I already have."
"Nonsense!" Octavia called. "It's no inconvenience at all. I was looking forward to coming here. But, if you feel it is time to end it, I shall go. Perhaps I will see you another time?"
"Perhaps." Rarity replied, that same smile on her face as she watched her guest stand and turn away. "Thank you for coming. it was great to have you on the show."
"I should be thanking you. It was a great experience." Octavia said as she left, leaving Rarity alone in the room. she turned her attention back to the audience and said,
"Well then, everyone. It looks like that's it. our time with the great Octavia Melody is over. But I can tell she is going to be great in the future, can't you? Anyway, after that beautiful song I imagine most of you want to get right on to starting your day. Since that is the case, I will not impede you any longer. This has been your host, Rarity Belle, at Diamond Radio, letting you know that we are all diamonds in the rough. Ta-ta!"
