It was not easy being a deejay when you played music way late into the cold night when the moon was high up in the sky, with the other ponies slumbering late into the night while some others were partying like wild animals.
Vinyl Scratch knew this very well, being a deejay herself. She worked long, exhausting hours to meet ends meet. But not just that, but to grow as large as possible so her music would reach other places in Equestria than just Ponyville, where she was residing and was making a name for herself.
Some ponies would say that she had it all; she had the career of her dreams, she had a good income compared to others, and she had fun. She had a roommate named Octavia who was her polar opposite and was more into the traditional line of music.
There was a clear mark in their house where they lived. One side was Vinyls’ and the other was her roommate Octavias’ place. It probably looked a little funny for some ponies who visit them for the first time. While the two roommates had their disagreements and differences, they were very good friends.
But despite all of this, there was always something that Vinyl always wanted, something that no music or money could give her and that was love. Romantic love, the kind that you would only read in some romance novels, which was a well-kept secret that she had only told Octavia about.
And she certainly had eyes on somepony or some dragon, rather.
But the problem lay with the fact that the dragon she was interested in was not interested in her because the dragon had eyes for the most beautiful mare in Ponyville. How could she ever compete with that? It wasn’t possible, which was the reason she had slowly been giving up before she completely, out of the blue, just gave up.
But she never gave up hope for her crush, that, remained with her. It remained on her like glue, not being able to be taken off.
She sighed as she lay there, on the bed, remembering the first time her eyes laid on Spike the Dragon. At first, she had been a bit pensive, never in her life seen a dragon, but when she and he started to talk, she realized that he was a cool dragon, not being like those she had read in history books.
But that was when the new pony, Twilight Sparkle, had moved there on Princess Celestias’ orders. When she learned that Spike, her crush, was the number one assistant, she was concerned that Twilight was only using him and never saw him as a friend.
But that changed when she realized that Spike willingly did every deed that was asked of him, and he was paid for his work as well. But that did not soothe things entirely for Vinyl Scratch. Oh no, far from it. She had witnessed when Rainbow Dash, the fastest pegasus in Equestria as well as the element of loyalty, did a prank that resulted in Spike getting slightly hurt.
The prank was with an ice-cold water bucket that was dropped on his head. She had been furious but when she endorsed that Spike called her out for it and explained why he did not like the prank, she sort of laid off.
“Ugh!” She groaned. She smashed her face against the pillow, feeling the fluffy contents suffocating her slightly. “Why is this so hard?!” Her voice was muffled from the pillow. But the question was still heard by a special friend of hers who had just so happened to have stopped by her door.
“Vinyl?” Came an elegant voice that sounded authentically posh, as if the mare came from a higher ranking family. She opened the door to her friends’ room and witnessed the chaos that was around the room, opened apple cider cans, old plates with small amounts of food on them, clothing, music equipment, and different magazines ranging from music to facts about Equestria.
“Hmph?” Came the response.
“Vinyl, are you alright, darling?” She moved closer to the bed that was pushed against the corner of the room that had at the foot of the bed, a proportionate amount of cans from food to drinks. A lot of energy drinks. Her elegant voice made Vinyl look, up.
Her roommate, Octavia Melody was a mare who had a grey coat along with a black mane and tail. Her eyes were purple that showed a certain amount of wisdom. She wore a pink tie with a white collar around her neck. She moved slowly to the bed, as if not to startle her.
“Oh,” Vinyl responded. “ Yeah, I’m alright, I just need a little sleep is all.” Octavia didn’t believe that.
“Darling,” Octavia said, her voice sounding both frustrated and tired. She moved close enough to the bed so she could sit. “Are you still thinking about your special dragon?”
Vinyl couldn’t lie to her, she couldn’t. She nodded without looking at her, not bothering to respond verbally.
They sat there in silence for a long while, enjoying it slightly. This was one of those rare moments they shared when they weren’t fighting about which genre of music was better, they could simply relax and talk about other things, like stallions, or in Vinyl’s case; dragons. Octavia had given her friend advice but she had not taken them, assuming that they would never work.
“I just ...” Vinyl tried, but she could not find the words to describe what she was feeling. It was like her mind refused to give in to her hopelessness.
“Yes?” Octavia inquired when she saw her friend hesitate.
“I just feel as though he would never look at me.” She finally said. “I feel as though he only sees me as an acquaintance of Pinkie Pie and nothing more, we spoke once but we haven’t spoken again since, we have looked at each other, but we have not approached one another.”
Octavia glanced into the hopeless eyes of Vinyl, seeing the internal conflict within the mare. But sadly, there was nothing Octavia could do, it was all up to Vinyl in what she would do.
“Maybe he does look at you ...” Octavia tried to cheer her up but she did not continue her intended sentence, not confident if that was the case; she had never spoken to Spike nor had she ever looked his way. The only time she did that was the first few weeks because she had never seen a dragon, but then it dimmed down as time flew by.
“No, Octavia, he isn’t.” Vinyl in a voice that almost sounded confident. Almost. “He has never looked at me the same way he looks at Rarity,”
Octavia looked at Vinyl with no small amount of surprise, she did not think her friend was capable of romantic love. Where had this side of her friend been hiding?
“Do you want to go on a date with him?” Octavia casually asked, but still sounded supportive. She wanted to check if her friend had hidden another side of herself that she has never shown. Octavia stood up, looked at her friend who now looked at the bed covers that had a dark blue background and light blue musical note that represented Vinyl.
Vinyl slowly, looked into the purple eyes of Octavia whose eyes were now gleaming with a passion that she had only constantly seen when she was playing music, but this was entirely different. Something new.
“I ...” Did she want to? She always wondered what she felt for the little guy, was it love, or was it friendship she was after? “I don’t know.”
Predictable, Octavia believed. She did not blame her friend because emotions were something any creature could truly master. No matter how hard you try; you never control who you fall in love with. And it was not even a bad thing.
“Well,” Octavia started, walking towards the exit of the room. Before she left, she turned around and looked at her friend one more time who was now looking at her. “You should find out quickly, eventually, somepony or dragon will snatch him, and you won’t be able to tell him how you feel, darling.”
With that, she left, leaving Vinyl Scratch to wonder what she felt for her crush.
“What do I feel for him?” Was the question that was plaguing Vinyl’s mind like an infection that did not stop until you cleaned the area where the infection was coming from, this was no normal wound. This was one made from emotions about what you feel for someone.
She had left the comfort of her home, and set out to take a walk around the small town to see if she could get some ideas about what she felt for the little guy, but it wouldn’t be easy.
It was a busy day in Ponyville, the ponies running around, minding their affairs, not looking Vinyl’s way. She waved to some ponies and friends that spotted her but there were no conversations between them, just friendly waves. The buildings in the small town were not the same, one building could look like cotton candy while the other looked like an ordinary house on the outside but not the inside; nothing was the same.
But that is what Vinyl liked about the town, it wasn’t the same boring buildings that she saw every day, sometimes, she even laid eyes on buildings she had not seen before. No day was the same in the small town.
Walking down a small path that lead to a house a little bit outside of town, she strolled up without looking at the surroundings that displayed a series of mountains and hills, and instead, knocked on the door to the three-floor house with greyish bluish walls and black roof.
The door opened and it revealed a pony with a mint coat, golden eyes, light mint mane, and tail with a white streak.
The mare on the other side smiled widely when she saw her friend. “Hello, Vinyl!” She exclaimed with joy. She opened the door widely and stepped aside to allow her friend entry. Lyra wasted no time in leading Vinyl to the living room where there was a large couch, two armchairs, and a coffee table.
“Do you want anything to snack on or drink?” Lyra jumpily asked, catching Vinyl off-guard with the mare’s enthusiasm.
“Uh, sure ... what drinks you have?” Vinyl coaxed herself into asking but instantly regretted it because she remembered that Lyra’s best friend, Bon Bon who had a cutie mark of candy and owned a candy business, obviously had drinks with a lot of sugar.
“Well,” Lyra began, almost as if she could tell that Vinyl was regretting it, but did not stop because it was funny. “We have many different energy drinks, sodas—”
“I’ll take an energy drink, please, thank you.” Vinyl hastily ordered which made Lyra smile and walked into the kitchen to get it. Vinyl would swear for years to come that Lyra cackled.
When the mint-coated mare returned, she handed her deejay friend her energy drink that had the bold letters; Angry Timberwolf. The logo was of the face of a Timberwolf from the Everfree Forest that was showing its teeth as if it would bite the drinker.
Pouring the drink into a glass that Lyra had fetched while in the kitchen, Vinyl took her first sip and felt the rich taste reach her tongue and go down her throat as she swallowed.
“So ...” Lyra’s voice didn’t change one bit since she saw her deejay friend. “What made you come all this way?”
Vinyl stared at Lyra for a long time, debating whether or not she should tell her, but something inside of her told her that Lyra already knew ...
“Well, I was hoping that you would give me some advice ...” Vinyl carefully worded, not allowing her friend to embarrass her. But not everything would go her way ...
“What kind of advice?” Lyra innocently asked.
Vinyl wanted to jump out of a window. The way Lyra phrased the question made her realize that her friend knew all her secrets. It was not pleasant for her at all. She felt like she had been stripped naked.
“Well ...” She did not know how to word her question and knew she would have to be very specific. Barring the fact because of the topic, Vinyl was not eager to start explaining her feelings. Fidgeting with her drink, she started to slightly sweat, her eyes darted from left to right, which Lyra could not see because of the pink sunglasses that the mare always wore. “I was hoping to get some ... romantic ... advice,”
“Really?” Lyra responded, pretending to be shocked. Her face still held a wide smile, one that unsettled Vinyl strongly. The air around them was both awkward and amusing, on one end, the mare was asking for advice in something she has never felt before. The other mare, only a little bit experienced, could not stop herself from laughing at the slight misery her friend was feeling.
“Y—yes,” Vinyl stammered with a stridulous voice. She berated herself inwards, feeling dumb for stammering; giving her friend more ammunition for the battle. Lyra’s eyes gleamed with mischief.
“So, what precisely do you want advice in, romantic wise?” That innocent smile was plastered again on Lyra’s face and Vinyl wanted to scream. She wanted to scream so badly and felt her cheeks heat up on her white coat. She took a large gulp on her energy drink.
“I have fallen for some ...” Vinyl did not know what would be the best approach to this. And judging by the look on Lyra’s face, the mint-coated mare already knew who she’d fallen for but she could not be sure, perhaps Lyra believed Vinyl had fallen for Octavia?
“You’ve fallen for whom?” She asked, her eyes gleaming.
“I have fallen for a special somepony.” Vinyl did not notice the emphasis she put on ‘pony’, but Lyra sure did. She tried to read Vinyl’s eyes but with the sunglasses on, it was quite difficult.
“Let me guess; you have fallen for a special somedragon?” Lyra coolly asked. Vinyl’s eyes nearly popped out of her sockets. How did Lyra know that?! No pony knew it except for Octavia. Vinyl had confided in her when she needed some advice in attracting attention to the young dragon.
“Why would I fall for a dragon?” Vinyl tried, feigning confusion. Lyra looked at her with a raised brow, looking very amused.
“Perhaps because you emphasized the word ‘pony’ giving me the right to be suspicious. That ... and the fact that ... uh ...” Lyra started getting nervous. How would she explain to Vinyl that she may or may not have read the other mares’ diary?
“What?” Vinyl questioned, getting increasingly pale by every passing second. Her face was whiter than it should have been, her eyes’ red colour was fading away. Like, she knew the answer but prayed that she would hear an answer she wasn’t expecting.
Lyra had the decency to look ashamed. “I read ... your diary.” She whispered into the room where the two mares were occupied.
Vinyl felt her body turn to ice, her heart frozen, her lungs nonexistent, her hooves numb, her neon dark and light blue mane and tail losing its colourful taste. She had just in time placed the empty can of energy drink on the coffee table. Her mind was going into a frenzy.
What had Lyra just said?
“What ... what did you say?” Vinyl warily asked in a neutral tone.
Lyra froze. She did not expect this, she expected Vinyl to lash out from that tidbit of information alone, but it allegedly wasn’t enough. Now, the mint-coated mare was getting frightened, like she had seen something she couldn’t explain.
But she could explain ...
That was the problem ...
“I ...” Lyra’s voice failed her. “I read your ... diary.” Her voice wasn’t a whisper anymore. Her voice was stable for the last word, but she knew it would be the last time, her voice would help her. For a while at least.
“Did it have two drawn pigeons?” Vinyl asked, voice still neutral. She lowered her body forward, looking at Lyra’s face that did not meet the later mares’ gaze.
“... yes ...” Lyra said, knowing that Vinyl would explode like an angry volcano.
Vinyl burst out laughing. She laughed to her heart’s content, making the other mare bewildered by what was going on. Vinyl continued to laugh as if she had heard the funniest joke she’d ever heard while Lyra just sat awkwardly there. When Vinyl had calmed herself down enough to explain, Lyra was in for a shock.
“Lyra,” Vinyl began. Her voice was kind and gentle with laughter evident in the voice. “That diary is not my real one. That is a fake I created in case you or Octavia would look through my things.”
Lyra looked at Vinyl in shock. The deejay mare had expected something like that? Lyra could say with confidence that she did not expect that turnabout at all. Vinyl grabbed her energy drink but was still a giggling mess. She took a few sips, trying not to laugh at the expression on Lyra’s face.
“All that time ...” The mare began. “Was a fake ...”
“Yeah, sorry about that, I just do not like when other ponies are reading through my stuff.” Vinyl lied smoothly. While it was true that she did not like other ponies reading her things, she had lied to Lyra about her diary not being her real one. It was indeed real. She just needed to act as though it wasn’t.
Octavia knew her crush, yes, but that was because Vinyl had asked her friend for advice. She didn’t realize that Octavia though invaded her privacy by reading her diary and telling Lyra about her crush on the purple dragon.
Lyra glanced at Vinyl who was still giggling like a maniac and she felt a small frown make its way up her face.
“If Spike the Dragon isn’t who you have a crush on, then who is?” Lyra knew that there was something ... off about Vinyl’s giggles, but she could not make the bold claim that her friend was lying. She had no wood for the fire so to speak. Vinyl straightens herself.
“Doesn’t matter.”
That surprised Lyra. The lyrist unicorn glanced at Lyra with no small amount of concern. If Vinyl said it didn’t matter, then it meant she wanted others to back off, but Lyra was not so sure ...
“Are you sure?” Came the question that made Vinyl slightly falter. She hesitated, then she nodded, standing with what she stated.
No point in changing it.
The rest of the conversation had gone rather ... awkward to say the least but they both pushed through it. Before they knew it, Bon Bon was home and Vinyl bid them far well, wanting to give her two friends the space they needed.
Despite Vinyl saving face, that did not shake away the fact that her “secret” almost slipped. She slapped the dirt path she was walking, angry that she had told Octavia who in turn told their other friends.
She knew that Octavia had not meant to be respectless, but that did not mean that she wasn’t still disappointed in the mare.
Vinyl walked briskly but did not have a particular location in mind to rethink the choices she had made. She turned a corner to head through an alley but bumped into some pony. Falling on her rump, she was about to yell at the pony who bumped into her, when she heard the voice that always made her heart melt.
“Oh! I’m sorry, Vinyl Scratch, I did not see where I was walking.” The voice of Spike explained. The young dragon had purple scales with green spikes and emerald green eyes. “Here, let me help you up,” Extending his claw, Spike helped her up on her hooves again.
“... Accept you as my lawfully wedded wife.” Spike proclaimed inside of the church where he had just gotten married to the one and only, Vinyl Scratch, the deejay of Ponyville. Said mare who stood in front of him, showing off her red eyes that were filled with happy tears, running down her cheeks like an endless river.
Everypony there had tears within their eyes as they had explained how they met and what they felt for each other. And as it turned out, Spike was never interested in Rarity. How he explained it was that Vinyl Scratch had been behind Rarity when the two met fashionista for the first time, leading Spike to fall for the deejay while everypony else believed different.
That led to Rarity starting to giggle, she had been the only mare in Ponyville who knew the truth and knew that wherever she went, she always spotted Vinyl Scratch and at that moment is when Spike became the love-sick puppy that everypony was led to believe.
At this, many residents of Ponyville snickered and shook their heads in disbelief, not once realizing that Spike was into some mare else. But now, they could see how happy it made the deejay unicorn and dragon assistant.
This was something pure, something that was not fathomable for normal ponies to understand, all apart from princess Cadance who looked very smug about the whole ordeal.
He was so happy. So incredibly happy. He sneaked a glance at Vinyl who had a traditional white dress that made her figure look more feminine than her usual tomboyish style. The style that made Spike fall for her, like a brick falling from the sky.
They were sitting at the main table that was the largest that had Spike’s friends, family members, and the princess’. The table was made from obsidian stone which he had found in the Dragonlands when he saw the dragon migration and decided to head there to find out what it takes to be a dragon.
He did not find out what it takes, but he did find some obsidian, something that is deemed worthless in the Dragonlands only because it’s weaker in their eyes. Why it’s believed so is a complete mystery to Spike and Vinyl who was there with him throughout the ride.
So Spike and Vinyl brought it back home and they started to do different things to it, like, trying to find out if it was real and not another stone that looked similar, just to be on the safe side. But it was all real and they started to look at what Obsidian was commonly used for.
Strangely enough, they never found what it was used for. It was so rare that there were no records for what to do with it. So Spike proposed the idea that they make it into whatever they wanted. This led to Vinyl getting the genius idea that they use it as table and chairs after they finished carving them enough to be used.
And at the moment, Spike did not regret it one bit. The ponies there looked so shocked that obsidian was there along with the princess’. When Spike was about to tell Vinyl a story about him and Twilight, the both of them heard a common friend of theirs say;
“They simply must be richer than the nobles of Canterlot, there is no way they could have gotten this otherwise!” Their common friend was Fancy Pants who was a best noble friend of Spike. He did not sound mocking the slightest. His voice held a very large sign of respect.
The other ponies there started saying similar things, believing that Spike and Vinyl had more bits than they let on.
Vinyl couldn’t help but let out a quiet giggle at the awestruck audience who couldn’t believe their eyes as if they couldn’t believe that their friends and family members had deeper pockets than they imagined. Even the princess’ looked shocked, more so than Spike gave them credit for.
“Spike ...” Princess Celestia looked at the newly wedded dragon in the eyes, resembling a pegasus who has been flying four days without stopping. “Where did you get this?”
Glancing at Vinyl with heart in his eyes, he gave the unexpected reply; “I found it in the Dragonlands, most dragons see obsidian as useless and serve no purpose for them. You can find it laying around, like, everywhere over there.”
To say the answer shocked the ponies there would have been an understatement. Fancy Pants, along with the Princess’ looked like they were about to faint from the revelation which made Vinyl almost burst out laughing but she had a feeling that her best friend and bride of honour, Octavia Melody wouldn’t be happy because of the hours of learning the etiquette of a lady.
Spike on the other hand looked like he needed help with breathing from trying to hold in his laughter.
“Oh, it was so worth it!” Spike said, tears in his eyes from the reaction. Vinyl kept holding her hoof to her mouth to not laugh which was causing her cheeks to redden which didn’t go unnoticed by any pony in the room who looked between her and Spike.
“Um ... yes!” Vinyl said, still trying to sound like a proper lady which was not easy judging by the looks of the other ponies. And she had a feeling that she and Spike could not bribe themselves out of the problem.
“Are you guys ... serious?” Princess Cadance asked. She couldn’t believe that something so expensive as obsidian was seen as useless by a kingdom that was so secretive. But that is perhaps the reason she was so shocked; because the Dragonlands weren’t open to other creatures other than dragons and possibly other dragon-like creatures.
“Well, I have no reason to lie, it is the truth,” Spike said, calming down from his fits of laughter but doing his best to not burst out laughing again in case they asked a question that Vinyl wouldn't be able to answer.
The other ponies there still did not look entirely convinced but Twilight came to his aid with her voice of thought.
“It’s not that surprising,” Vinyl swore she heard a pin drop. “Dragons are very secretive and not many creatures can say that they have met one and the ones that have has, next to no information about their culture or traditions.” There were some murmurs of acknowledgment. “So it is safe to say that it shouldn’t come as a surprise considering that dragons have extremely strong scales which are almost not penetratable by magic or other objects.”
This time, the ponies looked convinced and agreed that it made sense. And they knew that Spike had never lied about his dragon culture of the little he’d learn over the years.
Looking at his newlywed wife, Spike took her hoof and everypony cheered for their marriage. There had been bumps on the road but they had learned to appreciate one another, learn from their mistakes, and love unconditionally. And now, they had taken their love to another level, a level that not a whole lot of ponies were able to say that they’d achieved in their younger years.
“I love you, Vinyl Scratch, I will always love and protect you.” He said, his voice carrying itself to all the ears of the ponies who smiled with tears in their eyes.
Vinyl, who openly wept happy tears, kissed Spike, making everypony cheer for the two.
Author's Note
Hello there! I hope you guys enjoyed this short story, I wanted to try something new and I always secretly shipped Spike and Vinyl Scratch together. I don’t know why, but I get the feeling that they understand each other despite from what I’ve seen they’ve only seen each other and maybe spoken on a few small occasions.
That, and I felt I needed a change of pace given that I mostly write mature stories. But I do not want to limit myself to what I write since I do want to write stories that every pony can read.
But anyway, that was all from me, I hope you liked the story and I hope to meet you again!
Her heart had never beaten so fast in her entire life, it was as if it would jump out of her chest, but in a good way. But that did not stop her emotions from feeling afraid and woozy. She had imagined meeting Spike again, but in a much more romantic situation and not ...
Looking down at Spike the Dragon she saw that he was in a bowing position, his snout touching the ground almost with his arms at a strange angle. Feeling slightly awkward at what transpired moments ago, Vinyl tried to apologize because she felt guilty of bumping into him and was even about to yell at him when it was her own fault.
“Sorry, Spike, I did not watch where I was walking.” She said regretfully. Her eyes were not in Spike’s field of vision unless you counted the sunglasses that blocked him from seeing her emotions.
The dragon looked at her with confusion in his eyes. Scratching his head as if trying to figure out a puzzle, he had to admit defeat.
“What are you apologizing for?” He looked perturbed by Vinyl’s apology as if it was alien to him. “I should be the one to apologize, I did not let any pony know where I was walking.”
“No, Spike,” Vinyl gently retaliated. “I should have watched where I was going, and because I didn’t, we both got hurt.” Spike looked like he wanted to argue and was about to tell her that it was his fault when he got an idea.
“Vinyl,” She looked at him. “How about I make up my part by going to Sugarcube corner if you have the time?” Her heart for the second time that day stopped beating. Did she hear right? Did she get a date with Spike the Dragon?!
“As an apology of course!” Spike hastily added when she did not respond for some time. Vinyl’s excitement dimmed when she heard that. Her hope of dating the dragon was next to a large zero. Why would he ever look at her anyway? She was slightly older than him, making it roughly obvious that he would date a mare younger than her ...
Unless it involved Rarity.
Vinyl froze. Did she show signs of jealousy? She ...
“Vinyl?” Spike asked, his voice filled with worry. Vinyl was brought out of her musings and looked down on Spike who looked worried for the deejay. “Are you alright? Do you want to go home, forget this ever happened?”
Vinyl felt herself struggling to say something, she drew a circle on the ground with her hoof and tried her best to get a word out. She could not screw this up! She could not allow him to slip through her hooves ...
“WAIT!” Vinyl yelled, causing some ponies passing by to look in their direction. Her cheeks became pink as she mumbled a ‘sorry’ to the watchers. They started moving again, leaving the dragon and deejay to their conversation. Oh, I hope I did not ruin my opportunity with him.
“Uh, Spike, I would love to go with you to Sugarcube corner,” Her cheeks did not lose their pink colour like paint that couldn't be washed away. Spike glanced at the mare in worry but after some tense moments, he smiled.
‘Maybe I have a chance with her after all,’ He thought to himself.
“Okay then!” He clapped his claws together like a happy movie producer. He took her hoof which—unknown to him—caused her to blush and smile widely.”Onwards we go,”
Sugarcube Corner was packed with ponies left and right, stopping by to grab their lunch before they went back to work or just hanging out with friends. The tables were all occupied but that did not stop Spike from ordering. He intended to stick to his promise to the very end.
“Spike, you really don’t have to do this, I can pay for myself.” Her voice sounded weak while the young dragon insisted on paying for both of them. Spike glanced at her slightly with his eyes holding a serious expression that told her ‘i’m paying’.
“Vinyl, I’m doing this as an apology for not watching where I was going, you do not need to pay for anything.” Vinyl remained silent after that, not daring to sneak a glance to meet his beautiful emerald green ...
Vinyl shook herself from her daydreaming and continued to watch the line that was forming around the register where a pink-coated mare with bushy pink mane and tail was working at a speed that is not logically possible, her eyes darted around and finished all the baking within seconds.
The mare in question was named Pinkie Diane Pie, the party pony of Ponyville and was the best at her job. No pony or other creature ever missed out on her fantastic parties with amazing baking, drinks, dancing, confetti, you name it, she has everything.
She was also the element of laughter which she brought to every creature like an infection but not a bad one.
And was Vinyl’s partner in the party area as well.
As the line became smaller, the ponies were getting shoved with the baking they ordered until it was just Vinyl and Spike facing the party mare who gasped loudly when she saw them. Her blue eyes dramatically widened like in a cartoon series which caused the other ponies in the café to look her way.
“Hello Pinkie,” Spike casually said, being used to his energetic friend’s over-dramatic gasps. Pinkie looked at Spike with her jaw reaching the floor in a comedic way. She used her hoof to grab her jaw and put it in place and her shocked face was replaced with a large toothy grin.
“Why hello Spike, Vinyl, what can I do for the two of you?” Pinkie asked with mirth seeping into her voice. Vinyl looked like she was going to faint from the looks of it with her red cheeks heating up faster than an oven. Spike on the other hoof didn’t look bothered the slightest, being used to the pink mares’ antics.
‘You better not ruin my chance here, Pinkie,’ Vinyl hazardously thought as she glanced at the mare who was taking Spike’s order.
“I’ll take a box of chocolate doughnuts,” Spike ordered with hearts in his eyes, thinking about the deliciousness from Sugarcube corner.
Vinyl on the other hand was stuck inside of her mind, believing that Pinkie was about to ruin her chance with the purple dragon that she did not notice Spike calling out to her.
“Vinyl?” She shook herself out of her trance and sneaked a glance downwards, seeing the adorable face of Spike the Dragon looking at her with worry in his eyes. “Are you alright? You seem a little ...” He hesitated, not knowing how she would presumably take it. “... Off,”
‘Nice going Vinyl.’ She stopped berating herself and looked up to Pinkie who had a mysterious smile on her face. “I’ll take three vanilla muffins.” She ordered, her voice was tight as if she could not properly swallow a piece of apple that was stuck in her throat.
Pinkie Pie disappeared faster than Rainbow Dash and came back with the doughnuts and muffins. She did not look even the slightest bit tired, but the deejay and assistant didn’t question it. Spike, who was still firm about paying, laid the bits on the table and walked with Vinyl out the door, and headed for the park where they could have some privacy.
At the park, they witnessed many ponies going on and about. From the distance, Spike saw that Rainbow Dash was training a filly named Scootaloo how to fly. She was the younger sister of Rainbow Dash and looked up to the older mare.
While that was happening, Spike and Vinyl sat at a bench that had not been occupied by anypony, so they sat down and were enjoying their treat. Chewing slowly, feeling their blushing cheeks become red. They did not dare look at each other in the eye in fear of being caught by the other. They’d rather not explain why they were blushing ...
Vinyl especially did not want to be found blushing and make Spike question her.
“Um, Spike?” She asked, turning to face him she realized that she would have to be a bit bold, but could she do it? She had never been one to be bold when it came to the pony or in this case, the dragon she had a crush on. She realized as the seconds passed, she would have no other choice.
“Yes?” He inquired. His face held wonder as he glanced at the deejay.
She felt herself falter with doubt like a poison that was making her weaker, unable to explain how she felt for the only dragon she’d ever met. She started to sweat, little at first, but it quickly turned into buckets.
“Would ...” She couldn’t do it, she just ...
“Vinyl?” Spike asked, but she shook her head furiously.
“Would you like to ...” Why was it so hard? All she had to say was simple, she did not have to force herself to say them, but it started to feel like maybe she had to do just that. But maybe ...
“Wouldyouwanttogoonadatewithme?!” Vinyl rushedly asked, her voice high pitched in a more feminine way than usual. Spike looked at her with wide eyes, but not from what the mare has asked.
“Vinyl ... what did you just ask me?” He asked, making Vinyl’s sweat rise by tenfold. She’d hoped he’d heard what she asked but also wished he didn’t. She was lucky that he had not heard what she had asked. Biting into her muffin to calm her nerves, she fiddled with her other hoof, trying her best to calm her anxiety.
She could not let him know what she felt but at the same time ... she took another bite from her muffin and this time, it had the desired effect and calmed her like medicine to calm patients with high-stress levels. Sneaking a glance at Spike the Dragon, she felt her courage return to her, as if adrenaline kicked back when you were about to do something no normal pony usually does.
‘Here goes nothing,’ She thought.
“Would you want to go on a date with me?” She asked again before Spike could answer who was about to ask again what she had previously asked. This time, he heard her. He froze. He was stiff. She felt her heart pumping faster than usual.
‘What did she just ask me?’ Spike thought. Not believing his ears. There was no way ...
“As in, going on a date?” He asked with caution like it would blow up in his face like a balloon. “Just you and me?”
Vinyl was both ecstatic and nervous, exceptionally nervous. She’d never felt that emotion so strongly before, it was intoxicating in a bad way. But it can prove to be good. She finished the last of her muffins, getting the last bit of sugary strength before she would go home and cry—
“Vinyl,” He said, hiding his excitement. “Do you truly mean it from the bottom of your heart?”
The question proved to be difficult for the deejay, having never been asked something like that before. Struggling to answer, she witnessed that the hidden excitement inside of the young dragon dimmed down, causing her to shout;
“YES SPIKE, I MEAN IT FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY MUSICAL HEART!”
The ponies around the park stopped what they were doing and looked at the couple with eyebrows raised, wondering what the deejay was shouting for, causing said deejay to blush deeply. They went back to what they were doing, but not before giving the deejay and dragon a last glance.
When she looked at Spike again, she felt her emotions ache, as if her mind was not sure what emotion to feel when they witnessed the dragon again. He had a dumbfounded look on his face not expecting the answer he received from her. There was a long pause between them before Spike started to breathe again.
The poor guy had forgotten that he held his breath.
“Yes ... Vinyl, I ...”
Author's Note
Hello guys, I hope you have enjoyed this little story I decided to write. There will be a final chapter for this story that will hopefully, be released this upcoming week if not, then the week after that. I do apologize if this chapter seems rushed, I did try my hardest to edit the chapter but I feel like I have failed in that department, but I will leave it up to you.
