Music was blaring throughout the small, cookie-cutter like household. Everypony in town swore that it spread as wide as froggybottom bog, but one pony barely even knew the music was traveling outside her studio.
Crumbs were piling on the floor, not that Vinyl cared. She knew Octavia had her back on these things; There was no way she would stop eating her sandwich anyway.
A whole whopping 15 pounds, wrapped up in 13 hoof long compilation of veggies, most of them tomatoes. This holy grail of lunch food is more than a simple sandwich; It's special to Vinyl... Making it one of the strongest foes of Octavia.
Octavia sat next to Vinyl, ears filled with cotton, and eyes piercing that sandwich. In Octavia's mind, there was a certain place for things that take Vinyl away from her, and she would have to renovate it, because that... Thing, is too big to fit.
“Vinyl, dear, why don't you stop eating that sandwich and perhaps go for a walk out in Ponyville?”
“Omnomnomnomnomnom...” Gulp.... “Omnomnomnomnom”
Octavia just groaned; There had to be a way to get rid of that sandwich, before it took Vinyl for good.
