Spin That S***, Vinyl!

by Bluebirdd065

Rating: everyone
Tags: Comedy, DJ P0N-3, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 1096

Vinyl has a hard time finding her missing glasses.

Vinyl almost always wears her glasses anywhere, it's like her trademark thing! But what happened if she lost them thirty minutes before a show?

EDIT: Sequel-ish thing's out! It's called "A Cello Player's Nightmare"

Published 2012-09-19 11:54:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-09-23 19:36:30 UTC

Worst time, worst place

......BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP, BEEP BEEP BE- click!

"Uggggggggggggh, why do alarms have to be soooooooo annoying?" Vinyl said as she sat on her bed. She stared blankly at the wall for a few seconds, until she finally got the courage and strength to get up. She stepped on the ground and heard a crunch, looking down at a smashed potato chip under her hoof.

She looked around at her messy room, seeing cds and snacks littered across the floor and her bed, bringing a disgusted look onto her face.

"I'll get Octavia to clean that up." she yawned.

Vinyl gave one last look at her room and made her way out the door, heading towards her kitchen. She slouched over to the fridge and opened it with her magic, proceeding to levitate the milk from the fridge and drink it.

"Ahhhh...I wonder why Octavia likes using glasses, it taste way better straight from the carton!" she smirked.

She continued drinking the milk until she finished it, being reminded of something from her last thought.

"Oh, yeah, glasses." she said as she put the milk on the counter, staggering back to her room.

She got into her room and looked at her nightstand, seeing no traces of her glasses. She gave a confused look and crouched down at bed-level, using her magic to light the space beneath her bed. She pushed some vinyls aside and some snacks, hoping to find her glasses, but couldn't.

"Well, at least I know where my Cloud Cakes are." she said with mild dissapointment as she stood up.

Then, someone knocked on the door.

She walked over to the door and looked out of the peephole, seeing her manager.

"Aw, man." she pouted, taking one quick look back, praying she would find her glasses behind her out of some miracle.

She had NEVER let anypony see her natural eyes, aside from Octavia, but she thought it was funny, having all of Ponyville in a guessing game, trying to decide what her natural eye color was. Many ponies have come to the agreement that her eyes where limited to only two colors, being dark purple or red, but she wasn't about to tell them, so she just let the rumors fly by; and she wanted to keep it that way, so she just left the door unopened, hoping she could talk to her manager through the door, instead of showing off her eyes to him and anypony lucky enough to be walking by and catch a glimpse of them.

"HELLO?" she called.

"Vinyl? Are you going to open the door?"

"NNOPE!" she answered nervously.

"What, why?.....Ugh, nevermind, ANYWAYS, Vinyl, I just came here to remind you about your show in thirty minutes, so be ready, 'cause nearly a thousand people are attending! Don't disappoint, because this might just be our biggest show yet! No pressure, it's only our future at stake." he said, then walked away.

"WHAT?" she yelped as she ran to her room. That show wasn't until 6:30, and she knew it! She was a VERY organized pony!......Somewhat.

She checked her alarm clock, it reading 6:07 P.M. She had thought it said 6:00 A.M when it woke her up!

"OHNOOHNOOHNOOHNOOHNO!" she cried as she searched frantically for her glasses.

She ran to the kitchen, ripping everything out of the cabinets and the drawers, utensils and platters scattering across the room, then entered the living room, proceeding to rip nearly EVERYTHING. (except for her TV) Octavia's room went down next, Vinyl paying no attention to the extreme damage she had caused to her friends room, (she was at a concert) but there was nothing!

She was in full panic mode right now, 'cause even if Ponyville learned her REAL eye color, she wouldn't go on stage without her trademark shades! Not only were they one of her most prized possessions, EVER, but they protected her eyes from those dang rave lights on the stage and what-not! That stuff actually hurt when it was RIGHT in your face!

She looked everywhere, including the trash, the ceiling and in the toilet, but there was nothing! It was as if her shades just, disappeared outa some magical happening! She looked at her clock after searching her house, and she only had six minutes until the show.

After seeing the clock, she freaked out again for a few seconds, but quickly forgotten about it, sighed and gave up, heading up to her room and sitting on her bed, when she heard a loud:

CRUNCH!

Her pupils shrank as she stood up in fear of thinking what just got crushed, and checked under her covers, seeing.........

Her.....smashed......BAG OF POTATO CHIPS! (gotcha)

She gave a sigh of relief when she saw the chips, and pushed them out of the way, again sitting on her bed in shame once the idea of her missing glasses dawned on her once more.

She hung her head in shame, thinking of what to do now, when,

Plop!

She re-opened her eyes and noticed the world had gotten brighter for some reason, until she looked up and saw her glasses sitting in front of her hooves.

She squeaked with excitement as she levitated her glasses back onto her face, trotting through her room and out the door, forgetting to close it. She had worn those glasses so dang much, she was never able to tell when she had them on or not, but she was just glad she 'found' them, because that had really freaked her out, and she did not want to repeat THIS experience!

And it was an EPIC one.

The End.

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"I wonder how Vinyl is doing." Octavia asked herself cheerfully, anxious to tell her best friend about her awesome concert, as she turned the corner and saw the house, with it's door wide open. She cursed Vinyl under her breath for being so careless as she entered the house and turned on the lights.

"HOLY SWEET CELESTIA!"she yelled as she saw the damage of Vinyl's 'search' for her glasses. The couches were flipped over, the stuffing was ripped out, the cabinets and drawers were taken out and emptied, a milk carton was just thrown on the counter and her room looked TWICE as bad as Vinyl's did! It took Octavia about a WEEK to clean the house entirely after one of her parties, and not even THOSE were as bad as this. She felt her eye twitch as she dropped her guitar (hint hint) on the floor in shock and frustration.

"VIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!"