Octavia's Fairy Tale

Chapters

Dear Diary
Musical sync
One Trick Pony
Sentimental
Vinyl - For Greater Things
Two Halves Become One
Octavia - We Were Destined

Dear Diary

Dear diary,

Today was miserable just like always, nothing ever changes. I woke up, got dressed for school while listening to my parents bicker about me and them. About how they believe I’ll never get far with my violin, but its sweet sympathy of noise is the only thing I feel connected to in this world of unoriginality. Even the ponies at my school dislike me; I can never fathom a reason why. Is it because they’re jealous of me or am I just really unlikable? Every day they tease me, push me around, and laugh at everything I do... But I won’t give up just yet! I’ll find a friend... one day. That was pretty much my day, same as usual, but now I’m going to go downstairs, get something to eat, and then sleep.... Rinse and repeat is all this is becoming now.

Octavia

The small filly dropped the pen out of her mouth and closed a small leather book shut. It said on the front “Octavia’s Diary”. She looked around her room; all the walls had the same mundane grey color just like her coat. There was a small wooden bed sitting in the corner alongside some drawers, but her most prized possession sat in the right side corner. A small wooden violin that looked polished and well cared for.

She opened her bedroom door and walked downstairs slowly, she entered the kitchen and in the middle of the kitchen was a wooden table with three chairs around it. Across the room an earth pony stallion was at the kitchen counter, pouring something into a bowl. He was tall with a tired looking face and dark green eyes that look like all hope had been sucked from them. His coat was the color red, his mane and tail were blonde, his cutie mark a steam pump.

Octavia sat down at the table in between the two other chairs; she turned to an earth pony mare on the other side of the table. She was very different from the stallion; she had a long silk dark mane and tail. Her eyes were a light blue, her coat a light brown and her cutie mark resembled a sewing needle.

The filly was about to try and engage in conversation, decided against it. The stallion walked to the table, carrying three bowls full of food. He placed one at his chair, another in front of the Mare and the last one in front of Octavia then sat down.

“Eat.” The stallion grunted in a deep voice. The filly and mare took their bowls in silence and began eating. “So... Lever honey, good day at the factory?” The mare asked.

“Nope, people are still getting fired. The factory is near bust and nobody seems to care.”

“Oh... I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Oh really? You’re sorry! Being sorry isn’t going to fix anything!” Lever shouted, slamming his hoof down on the table causing the bowls and table to shake.
“Lever! not now, not in front of little Octavia!”

Octavia sat quietly, lowering her head and continuing to eat. The two ponies at her sides frustration increasing.

“It’s not like she hasn’t seen this all before! It’s all we ever do, I work and come home to you two moan, nothing ever changes and that little unsocial thing never helps!” The stallion screamed, pointing at the filly.

“How dare you talk about our daughter lik-” The mare shouted, but got interrupted.

Octavia pushed her bowl away from her and a lump in her throat down. “It’s alright mother... He’s right nothing ever changes.” Octavia whispered while getting off her chair and heading towards her room. Her head hanging limply as she heard the fury of her parents behind her.

She walked into her room and grabbed the mp3 player that was sitting on her bed. She put the headphones on and pressed play on the first song, she could hear a cello playing beautiful melody. ‘Oh how I dream for one...’

The filly closed her door to avoid the noise coming from downstairs, she flipped open her diary to a new page and began writing.

Fame... and.... love... just a small filly’s dream in a cruel reality...

Octavia

She closed the book shut, a small tear dropping onto its cover. She climbed into bed and pulled the covers over her head, imagining a different world.

************

The sound of applause and admiration rang through the theater, all directed at a mare on a grand stage. A grey mare stood there, holding a cello with the biggest smile on her face and bowing. She looked around the theater; taking in all her fans applauds until she noticed something in the back. She noticed something leave through the exit and it was the distinct color of blue.

Her eyes opened to reveal darkness around her. She was still in her bed and under the covers.

“Octavia, wake up darling. It’s time for school,” A voice whispered in her ear. She got out from under the covers to see the face of her mother staring at her. “Good you’re awake, now come on. It’s time to get ready or you’re gonna be late.”

Octavia looked at her with an annoyed expression. “Mother... You know I’m old enough to get myself up, I don’t need you to do this every school night.” Octavia groaned.

“Yeah, yeah. Better to be safe than sorry.” The mare said almost in a sing song voice while leaving the room. Octavia got out of bed and began getting her stuff together. She got her stuff together, but didn’t go downstairs. She sat on her bed, waiting on the time passing.

She watched the clock on her wall nervously tick until eventually 08:30 rolled round. She sighed and began walking downstairs. Dragging her hooves into the kitchen, she quickly said goodbye to her mother and father. Lever grunted “Bye” and her mother smiled and waved farewell.

She walked outside, her saddlebag swinging at her side. She started walking slowly to school, avoiding the busy early crowd, but at the same time not really paying attention to what she was doing.

‘Time for another day of despair... Maybe today a miracle will happen and I’ll get through this day without any bother. I doubt it; most of the ponies in this town don’t know how to keep to themselves.’

She arrived at her school gates with five minutes to spare; she pushed the gate open, shuddering as she did. Continuing her walk to the main doors she could hear voices shouting behind her.

“Well if it isn’t blank flank! Wait up!” The voice shouted behind her. Octavia lowered her head and sighed. “Here we go again...” She could hear the sound of hooves slamming against the ground behind her and eventually they caught up.

“Hey Octi, I see you still look pathetic as usual. You ever gonna change?” The Stallion mocked. He was a bit taller than Octavia, same race with a short brown mane and tail, dark green eyes, his coat was the color of sandy yellow and his cutie mark was a punching bag.

Octavia looked at him, still walking down the corridor to her class. “Pump... Can we not do this today? I mean do you honestly have to be such a bully?” Octavia said.

“I’m not being a bully. To be a bully you have to be nasty to another pony. You aren’t even worth that title.” Pump laughed in her face.

Octavia lowered her head and moved her mane in front of her face; she didn’t want him to see her expression. ‘He’s probably right...’

They reached their class and took their seats. Unfortunately for Octavia, Pump sat right behind her. The class was about ten minutes in and throughout those ten minutes Pump had been constantly throwing small projectiles at the back of Octavia’s head.

Octavia tried to ignore him and focus on her teacher. She was a unicorn, her coat as a dark purple, her mane and tail was dark blue and her cutie mark was a cane. “Okay class settle down, we’re late already, we should really begin today lesson,” The teacher spoke in a no nonsense tone. The class shuffled back to their desks quickly and the room became silent. All eyes staring at the teacher.

“Okay class today we will be learning about multiplication, you all know how to multiply sums under times twelve, but today we’re going beyond that. So please open you-”

CRASH

The teacher stopped talking and the whole class looked towards the door. A small filly unicorn lay on the floor, her eyes swirling around in her sockets.

“Well... Thank you for joining us Miss Scratch” The teacher said, irritation in her voice.

The young filly got up from the floor and began dusting herself down, her eyes still swirling a little in her head. “I’m-I’m sorry, but is this math class?” The unicorn stammered. The class were staring at her, trying their best not to laugh. Octavia lost attention and stared out the window, daydreaming.

“It is and it’s also your first day here and you have the nerve to show up late,” The teacher said, raising an eyebrow. “For holding this lesson behind even more you must write out a hundred lines saying I shall not be tardy, hand it in tomorrow.”

The small unicorn was about to argue back, but held her tongue, frustration apparent on her face. “Take a seat beside young Octavia please, the filly daydreaming out the window!” The teacher raised her voice. Octavia swung round and stared at her teacher, her cheeks blushing.

The white mare took her seat and the class proceeded without another interruption.

******

“Okay class pack up, the bell is about to ring for recess.” The teacher said and right on cue the bell rung. Everypony started putting their books back into their saddlebags in a rush. All except Octavia, everypony sprinted outside leaving Octavia to slowly put her books away.

She packed her books up and walked outside into the glistening sun. All the other fillies were playing with their friends, Octavia walked over to a tree on the other side of area, trying not to attract attention to herself. She lay down in the shade under the tree and took a book out of her saddlebag.

On the front cover it read “Violin for the advanced” she started reading the book, it showed how to properly look after a violin and songs to learn among many other things. ‘So that’s how my string keeps coming loose...’ “Hey Octi. you reading rubbish again? Why don’t you read something like normal fillies; something like “Spider-mare”. A voice said.

Octavia swore under her breath, closed the book and looked up to see the owner of that voice. “Pump... Do you honestly have nothing better to do than harass me? Can you not just go play hoofball or something?” Octavia asked him with resentment in her voice.

“Why would I do something lame like that when I can just annoy you? Pump laughed. He leaned down to stare Octavia in the face. “Get out of my face pump.” Octavia said, her voice quivering. “Have we got a problem here?” A voice said behind pump. Pump turned around, ignoring Octavia to see who spoke.

He was staring at a white unicorn mare. He started laughing out loud at her. “Oh wow... Do we have a problem? Oh no, but there will be one if you don’t walk the other way now.” Pump said, staring menacingly at her. The unicorn walked around him and extended her hoof out to Octavia.

Octavia looked at her puzzled. She grabbed her hoof and helped herself up. The unicorn put her hoof around Octavia and looked at Pump. “Okay... You see we don’t have a problem, but you will if you don’t leave my friend here alone.” The filly said. Octavia’s ears perked up when she heard the word “friend”.

Pump backed away slowly, not taking his eyes of the two fillies. “What are you gonna do if I don’t leave!?” Pump shouted at them, and in response the unicorn’s horn began to glow. “5...4...3....2..” The unicorn whispered. Pump expression became horrified and he started running towards the school building.

The two fillies fell to the floor laughing at him running away, they continued to laugh until the unicorn asked a question. “So... What’s your name?” Octavia stopped laughing and turned to face her. “My name is Octavia, what is yours?” Octavia asked. “Mines is Scratch... Vinyl Scratch.”

“That’s a nice name.”

“It’s alright, but Octavia is really beautiful.”

“Thanks.”

Vinyl stood up and retrieved the book laying on the grass. “Is this yours? Violin for the advanced... You play violin?” Vinyl asked, handing the book back to her. “Yeah, but I really want a cello, there so beautiful, but sadly I’m too small to play one.” Octavia said the last words in a fading tone. She put the book back into her saddlebag and the bell rung once more.

“Class... What a drag, ready to go Octavia?” Vinyl asked with a smile on her face. Octavia looked at her and felt the biggest grin creeping up on her face. “Yeah let’s go... Together.”

They started walking to class together, chatting idly about their interests, but in Octavia’s mind she couldn’t fully understand what happened. ‘A friend... Do I really have a friend? Vinyl Scratch... My first ever friend and she doesn’t even seem to care that I have no cutie mark! Wait... She has one.’

“Vinyl you have a cutie mark? And it’s a musical note, to be precise it’s an eighth note. Do you play anything?” Octavia asked, her voice nearly crackling with excitement. Vinyl stopped walking and looked at her cutie mark. “Oh yeah, I dropped some sick beats! I like to think of myself as an amateur DJ, but nowhere near good as the likes of Deadm4re. Oh she has some amazing beats!” Vinyl stopped talking now lost in her own little fantasy.

Octavia’s ears dropped when she heard the word “wubs”. “Wubs... You like ponystep? I myself have more of a classical taste in music. I enjoy the works of Tchicoltski, that stallion is a gift from the heavens.” Octavia said, lost in her own fantasy now.

The two of them continued their walk to class, debating about who was the better artist. They smiled the whole way there, laughing and playing along the way. They reached their class and got shouted at by their teacher, each of them trying their hardest not to laugh. They took seats right beside each other continuing their conversation. They got shouted at multiple times before the class ended and each got punishment; a hundred lines each, but for Vinyl that now meant two hundred.

Octavia didn’t care about her punishment because for the first time ever she had fun at school and she wouldn’t change it for the Equestria.

Musical sync

Octavia sat in her room alone, writing into a text book. She had been told to write “I shall not disrupt the class” a hundred times, but she didn’t care. To her it just give her something to do and another excuse to stay in her room, but she had just finished writing out her punishment.

She placed the pen down on her bed and closed the book shut, lay down on her back upon the bed, staring at the ceiling. ‘I wonder what Vinyl is doing... She is probably writing out her punishment, she had two hundred lines... she does seem like the lazy type, I hope she gets them done.’

*******

“Vinyl why can’t you stop that noise for five minutes!? It’s not even true music, it’s nothing, but noise! Whatever pony invented ponystep should of been banished to the moon!,” A stallion shouted, into the face of a small filly. “I regret ever buying you that DJ set.”

Vinyl moved away from the angered stallion, he had a blue mane and tail with hints of white in it. His coat was the dark green color just like his eyes and his cutie mark was a tie. “Dad you just don’t understand, this is my passion, this is my dream! Not yours so why don’t you just stop interfering with my life!” The filly screamed at her father, she slammed the door shut in his face and heard him walk back downstairs mumbling something under her breath.

She turned around and laid her back against the door, sliding down it until she reached the floor. ‘First day at a new school, I come home to relax with my music and what does he do? Yells, give me a break dad... Well... I can’t really blame him. Things have tough lately with the move and especially after mom’s... No I shall not think unhappy thoughts.’

She looked around her room, the walls were the color blue and a bed lay in the corner, it had a yellow blanket. There was a few unpacked boxes laying around the room, but a turntable and other DJ instruments was sitting just under the window. She got up off the floor and made her way to the DJ set. ‘I wonder when I’ll get round to unpacking all these boxes... Not today that’s for sure!’

She picked up her headphones and placed them on her ears, flicked on her electronics and began scratching the record on the turntable. Her face became focused and her breathing became heavier and faster, to her the music was tranquil, the world stops moving and every problem fades away while she spins in the melody.

Meanwhile another filly was picking up her violin and placing it under her chin; she placed the bow upon the strings, applied pressure and began to play. Octavia closed her eyes, drifting slowly into the world of fantasy as her melody reached her ears. To her nothing mattered, but the sympathy of the noise she could hear.

The two fillies both lost in their world of music lost track of time, with two genres so different they seemed so right and began to sync creating a beautiful sound that the world was destined not to hear. They could both feel something, but had no clue what it was. They felt empowered , they could feel something with them and it was fueling them. They continued to play, not caring about the time because they didn’t want this moment to be lost, to them it was a feeling of pure bliss.

Octavia’s bedroom door opened and slammed into the wall. “OCTAVIA! STOP THAT FORSAKEN NOISE!,” Lever shouted. Octavia jumped, dropping the violin, but she caught it in time before it hit the floor. She turned and faced her father with anger in her eyes. “I better not hear that for the rest of night!” Octavia stood there, staring into his eyes; she wanted to shout back, but held her tongue.

He left and closed the door on his way out, leaving Octavia to sit in her room with the anger inside her. ‘I need to get out of this town... fast.’

******

Two fillies were walking through the town market after a long day at school. “So Vinyl what do you wanna do today?” Octavia asked. “Well we could go to my house and I could show you some wicked beats? Also you could bring your violin, I would love to hear you play.” Vinyl said with excitement in her voice.

“ummm yeah... sure, why not? I guess it would be nice to hear some ponystep.”

“Great, then let’s go get your violin!”

They made their way to Octavia’s house, chatting about daily life and unimportant things. It didn’t take them long to reach it, they walked inside and too the kitchen to be greeted by Octavia’s mother. “Hello Octavia and who may this little filly be? Hi there my name is Sow.” Sow said, smiling at Vinyl.

“I’m Vinyl, I met Octavia at school a few days ago.”

“Oh, Octavia why didn’t you tell me you made a friend?”

Octavia began to blush and lowered her head. “Please mother don’t embarrass me, we’re only here to grab my violin so we have to get moving.” Octavia said, while pushing Vinyl out the room and up the stairs. She could hear her mother shouting behind her. “Okay you two have fun!”

They walked into her room and closed the door, Vinyl began looking around the room, admiring it. “Pretty sweet pad you got here.” Vinyl said, her eyes scanning around the room. “It’s not much, but it suits me, but I don’t expect to be living here forever.”

“Huh?”

“I plan to move to Canterlot and become a famous cello player.”

“Really?... Sorta like me then, I plan to move there and become a world famous DJ!”

“That’s pretty cool Vinyl, I hope we both make it.

“Nah... I hope we both make it together Tavi.”

Octavia packed her violin into a briefcase and turned to Vinyl with a confused look on her face. “Did you just call me Tavi?....” Octavia asked. “Yeah... Sorry, but Octavia is kinda a mouth full and I figured Tavi was a cool nickname, you don’t like it?” Vinyl asked, her face full of worry.

“No... I like it, it just caught me off guard. Tavi... Yeah I love it.”

“Awesome, so you don’t mind me calling you Tavi?”

“Nope not at all, in fact I insist.”

“Great, hey let me get for you.”

Vinyl levitated the briefcase, smiling at Octavia, Octavia smiled back and they began to walk downstairs. They both threw a quick goodbye to Sow and left the house.

******

“So let’s get this all going, luckily my father is out of the house,” Vinyl said while hooking up the DJ set. Octavia took her violin out and placed it upon Vinyl’s bed, waiting on her friend finishing. “Okay there we go! You ready to hear some wicked wubs?” She beganplaying, but kept a close look on Octavia. She wanted to see her reaction, she was determined to impress her friend.

Not too long into Vinyl’s song Octavia picked up her Violin and began playing with her, Vinyl turned her attention away Octavia and back to the set. ‘Trying to outshine me huh? Well it’s not gonna happen.” Vinyl thought and she began to put all her effort into the song.

Octavia and Vinyl continued to play, but quickly noticed it was blending in together, their competitive sides began to fade and their true artistic side began to blossom into a beautiful orchestra of sound. Octavia was in complete flow of the music, it’s like she knew what to do. As if she had played this a thousand times before, it felt so natural to her.

Vinyl was amazed at the sound, it was beautiful, she had never heard anything like it. Their worlds so different began to sync together, they knew the sounds were forbidden to touch, but it felt so right and that moment they both knew what they felt the other day. It was their calling.

A light began to glow behind Octavia as the song came to an end, they both finished playing and sat there stunned at what just happened. Both of them breathing heavily, trying to wrapped their heads around the moment. “Did... did that really just happen?” Vinyl asked, staring mesmerized at Octavia. “Yeah I think so... and it was amazing.” Octavia said, still trying to regain her breath.

“Tavi... look at your flank.”

“Huh? Why what’s the- oh wow!”

Octavia looked at her flank and spotted something it was a purple treble clef. It was her cutie mark. She began to jump all around the room in excitement, she ended up jumping on the bed, shouting “I got my cutie mark! I got it, I finally got it!,” Vinyl stared at her, raising an eyebrow. Octavia stopped jumping, slowly moving because of the bounce in the bed. “Oh... sorry, that was most unladylike.”

Vinyl laughed and shrugged. “Don’t worry about it Tavi, this is a time for celebration! You got your cutie mark and it happened in the most amazing way ever!” Vinyl said.

“It really did... That was amazing Vinyl, it was so random, but it felt perfect!”

“Yeah... I wonder if we can do that again?”

“Well we won’t know if we don’t try.”

Octavia got off the bed and picked up her violin again, placed it under her chin and looked at her friend. Vinyl turned to her DJ set and smirked at her friend. “You ready?” Vinyl asked. “Ready as I’ll ever be!” Octavia replied as she brought the bow across the violin’s strings.

One Trick Pony

Octavia walked into her house and entered the kitchen to see her mother and father sitting around the table. Her father looked over at the filly, frustration apparent on his face. “Where have you been!?” Lever shouted. “Lever! I told you she was at her friends house, give her a break.” Sow said, trying to defend Octavia.

“That doesn’t give her the right to walk in one hour late!”

“She made a friend, don’t ruin her day!”

Octavia sat quietly watching her parents bicker until she finally interrupted them. “Please... be quiet. I have something to show you both,” Octavia said. Her parents fell silent and stared at their daughter. Her father stared in disbelief while her mother looked on with caring eyes. The filly walked over to the table and turned around to present her cutie mark. “I got it...” She said in a barely audible whisper.

Her parents sat in their chairs, both of their mouths fell open and tears of joy started to stream down her mother’s cheeks. Her father got off his chair and walked to Octavia, turned her around and embraced her in a hug. “I know I never really say this... but I’m proud of you Octavia.” Lever said, trying to hold back his own tears. “Dad... Thank you.” Octavia said while returning the hug.

The two of them separated, her father turning away to rub his eyes. “But Octavia we do need to talk about something,” Lever said, turning around to face his daughter again. “We know you just got your cutie mark and me and your mother are so proud, we really are, but... Don’t you think it’s about time you give up this dream? To be a famous musician... It’s a filly’s dream, the real world isn’t so kind.” Her mother got off her chair and moved beside Lever, little tears still her eyes.

With a look of compassion on her face she faced her child. “I hate to admit it, but your father is right. Life is unfair... You really need to start thinking about your future.” Sow said, her voice soft. Octavia stood there, gritting her teeth. “This isn’t a filly’s dream... I will make it MY reality! If you choose to not believe in me that’s fine just don’t you dare put me down!” Octavia said firmly at her parents, suppressing tears. “Octavia! We shall not be spoken to like that, we are your parents!” Lever shouted back while slamming his hoof down on the floor.

“THEN START ACTING LIKE IT!,” The filly roared, now shaking with fury. Her parents froze in their place, stunned by what they just heard. “You say your my parents, but I fail to see it! When was the last time you ever supported me? Go on, tell me!” Octavia stood there, staring into her parent’s eyes, waiting on they’re reply “You have nothing, do you?... ANSWER ME!,”. Her parents looked at the floor with shame on their face.

Octavia turned away from her parents and started walking to her room, but before she left she said one more thing. “I may be a one trick pony, but at least I’m good at what I do!” She left the room and entered her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

She began to pace her room, her hooves hitting the floor abnormally hard. ‘How dare they!? I get my cutie mark and they decide now is a good time to put me down! No, I’ll show them... I’ll show them all!” Octavia thought while fiddling with her alarm. Once she fixed it she jumped into bed and tried to sleep, her thoughts not helping her wish.

******

The lights shined on a pony standing upon a grand stage, the crowd in the room clapped their hooves in admiration for the mysterious pony. Another pony was standing at the exit doors, looking at the pony on stage; she stared at the pony with torn feelings. She couldn’t take it and left the room, walking very slowly her thoughts began to overtake her mind. ‘How did we turn out like this?...’

Vinyl sat up in her bed, breathing heavily and trying to calm down. She got out of her bed and sat on the edge of it, the dim light shining through her window onto her face. ‘What was that all about... Who was that?’ Vinyl thought.

KNOCK KNOCK

Vinyl jumped, the sudden noise frightened her. ‘Who in Equestria calls this early!? Better get it before they wake dad up.’ She left her room quietly and proceeded to walk towards the front door. ‘Whoever this is better have a good reason!’ Vinyl thought while unlocking the door.

She opened it to see a filly with a suitcase standing in front of her and looking rather sad. “Tavi! What are you doing here this early?” Vinyl said confused. “I’m sorry for being here so early Vinyl, but may I come in?” Octavia asked. Vinyl moved away from the door and motioned her hoof to signal her in. Vinyl levitated Octavia’s suitcase into the house while her friend walked past her. She then shut the door and they both walked to Vinyl’s room.

They crept to her room, the suitcase floating through the air behind them. They reached her room and Vinyl closed the door silently then turned to her friend once more. “So yeah... mind explaining why you’re here?” Vinyl asked her friend. Octavia moved to the bed and sat down. “You may wanna get comfortable... This is a long tale.” Octavia groaned while patting the bed with her hoof. Vinyl moved to the bed and sat down. “Okay, shoot.”

Octavia began to explain the fight with her parents in great detail, Vinyl nodded every now and again to show she was listening and when she finished her story all Vinyl could do was stare with a dumbfounded expression. “So yeah... That’s my story and I was kinda wondering if it would alright if I stayed here with you for a few days?” Vinyl asked while attempting to do the puppy dog eyes. “Tavi... Of course you can stay, I would love for you to stay!” Vinyl said while smiling.

Octavia lept at Vinyl and wrapped her hooves around her, leaving Vinyl surprised and laughing. “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” Octavia said in a high pitch voice. “Shhh, you’re gonna wake my dad up.” Vinyl whispered in her friend’s ear. Octavia let her Vinyl go, a bit of red appearing on her cheeks. “Oops... Sorry.”

Vinyl giggled and smiled. “Well you must be tired, use my bed and get some rest. I’m gonna go explain things to my dad, don’t worry I’m sure he’ll understand,” Vinyl said, but fell quiet again as she heard her father leaving his room and heading downstairs. “Well it seems like he’s awake, you get some sleep and I’ll go talk to him.” Vinyl got off her bed and starting walking towards the door; Octavia smiled at her and laid down on the bed, closing her eyes.

Vinyl left her room and went into the kitchen to see her father making coffee. “Dad, can we talk?” Vinyl asked. Her father turned round to his daughter and smiled. “Sure kiddo, what’s up?” He said.

“Well dad... My friend Octavia is in my room right now, sleeping.”

“Ummm why is she here so early and why is she asleep?”

“She's having a bit of a family problem and came to me for help so... I was wondering if she could stay with us for a bit?”

“Vinyl... We’re really down in the dumps at the moment, we don’t have enough to support a guest too.”

“Oh please dad! I swear she won’t be here for long!”

Her dad looked at her nervously, Vinyl could see he was thinking on it, but the suspense was irritating her. “Oh fine... Yeah she can live with us.” Her father said. Vinyl jumped on him and they both fell to the floor. “Thank you so much daddy! Love you!” Vinyl squeaked while hugging her father. “Oh ow haha I love you too sweetie.” He said while returning the hug. Vinyl got off him and ran back to her, shouting behind her and leaving her father on the floor. “Thank you!”

He laid there slightly confused by what just happened, but smiled and got off the floor. Vinyl entered her room to find that Octavia had fallen asleep, she climbed into the bed and laid beside her. Looking at her best friend sleep. ‘She’s almost kinda cute.’ Vinyl thought while closing her eyes to get a little extra sleep. She drifted off into her dreams once more with a huge smile on her face.

Sentimental

Two little fillies were leaving their school and celebrating that the weekend was finally here. “Thank Celestia! I could take a break, that school is starting drive me insane” Vinyl said while rolling her eyes around in her head. “Vinyl... you can be so random at times, but let’s get going before crowds start showing up to exorcise you.” Octavia said while giggling. Vinyl smiled, stopped rolling her eyes and they continued their walk back to Vinyl’s home.

“Tavi... I’ve been meaning to ask, but how did you tell your parents you were leaving?” Vinyl whispered so others around her wouldn’t hear her. “Oh yeah... I never explained that did I?,” Octavia said, now thinking back to the day she left.

“I fixed my alarm to go off an hour earlier than they get up and left them a note saying i’d be staying at your place for a while.”

“That’s it... You never said goodbye face to face? Tavi... Do you not think they’re a little hurt that their only daughter left home without so much as a see ya later?”

“They’ll be fine, it’s not like they ever cared before. If they don’t care about me then I won’t care about them!” Octavia said firmly, but her face showed the opposite. “Alright, relax; we’re here. So lets go inside and get something to eat. Vinyl said while pushing her front door open. They both walked in and headed for the kitchen to be greeted by Vinyl’s father who was cooking something on the cooker.

“Welcome back girls, how was school?” He said while flipping a pancake in the frying pan. The girls took their seats around the table and placed their saddlebags on the floor. “It was meh.” The two of them responded in unison. “Well have I got something that’ll brighten up your day,” He replied while tipping some pancakes onto two separate plates. He levitated the plates over to the table and placed both plates in front of them. “Enjoy!” He said, giving them both a huge smile.

“Thanks!” They both said in unison once again as they reached for a pancake. “Umm I’m terribly sorry, but I don’t know your name, mind if I ask what it is?” Octavia asked Vinyl’s father as he was walking away. He stopped before he left the room and spun round and tried to imitate a hip hop dancer by standing on his back hooves and crossing his front hooves. “My names Ty... But all my cool peeps call me T because that’s just how I roll.” He said in an almost singing tone then got back to his normal standing position.

Octavia laughed and Vinyl lower her head trying to hide. “Dad... You’re so uncool.” Vinyl said, watching her father walk away with a grin on his face. “Oh wow Vinyl, your father is truly something.” Tavi said, going back to her pancakes. “Yep... He’s really special.” She said with a hint of admiration in her voice. “Vinyl, I have to go run an errand soon; so I'll be back in a bit.” Octavia said, finishing the last of her pancakes. “An errand? Alright then, I’ll be here.” Vinyl said.

Octavia got off her chair, picked her saddlebag up again and left the house; leaving Vinyl to her pancakes. ‘I wonder what she’s doing? Well whatever it is I hope she hurries, I wanna get some practice done today.’ Vinyl thought as she put her plate on the kitchen counter.

KNOCK KNOCK

“Dad! Can you get the door!?” Vinyl shouted into the living room. She could hear her father shifting to get up and eventually he made it to the door. She could hear voices and then several hoofsteps heading towards the kitchen. “Hello again Vinyl.” A voice said. Vinyl’s heart skipped a beat, she knew that voice. She turned around to confirm her fears, she was standing face to face with Sow. “Oh hi... I’m guessing you're looking for Octavia, huh?” Vinyl whispered, looking into her eyes. “Yes, is she here?” Sow asked while her eyes scanned the room.

“No she’s not here, she’s out doing an errand of some sort.”

“An errand? What is she doing?”

“To be honest, I don’t actually know. She just told me it wouldn’t take her long and she’ll be back soon.”

“I see... Would it be alright if I waited here on her?”

“That’s fine, but where is my dad?”

“He... thinks its best if we all talk without him.”

“But why?”

“Whenever my daughter returns I will explain everything, I promise.”

“Okay then...” Vinyl said awkwardly, she didn’t like the sound of what was going on. They both took seats at the table; time seemed to go much slower and things starting to become a little awkward. “So... How’s school?” Sow asked, trying to break the discomfort. Vinyl just shrugged and said “It’s alright, I guess.” Her mind was too worried to hold a normal conversation.

A few more silent minutes passed until the front door finally opened and little hoofsteps could be heard in the hallway. Sow smiled and turn around to face the kitchen door, but Vinyl’s heart started to beat faster; she didn’t know how Octavia would react to seeing her mother.

Octavia walked into the kitchen, her saddlebags swinging by her sides. She froze at the doorway, her smile vanished when she laid eyes on her mother. “Mother... What are you doing here?” Octavia asked, her mind trying to think of possible reasons. Sow’s smile seemed to have faded too. “That’s not the best greeting I’ve ever gotten, but... I guess it’s understandable. Octavia could you please take a seat, I have something important to tell you.” Sow said, looking at her daughter and motioning to the chair at the other side of the table.

Octavia did what she was asked and took her seat. Vinyl said nothing, she just looked around the room in discomfort. All three of them could feel it was awkward, but Sow decided to finally speak. “So... as I promised young Vinyl here, I will explain everything now, but please... don’t interrupt until I finish speaking. This could be a little long,” Sow said, looking at the fillies. They both nodded in agreement and kept their eyes on Sow.

“I know this is going to come as a shock to the both of you, but... Lever and I decided to move to Manehatten. There is too much sad memories here in Ponyville, and we need a fresh start, somewhere we can become a family again. I know you’ll protest Octavia... But it’s really for the best and I know this short notice, but we’re leaving tomorrow night. We already have our stuff packed and a service ordered to bring us to Manehatten... I’m so sorry... to both of you, but it’s truly for the best.”

Sow finished her story and let out a long breath; the two fillies were staring at her in disbelief. Octavia was the first to speak. “You’re so sorry... You’re so sorry... How could you do this to me?... I finally begin to fit in and you’re taking it away from me! Is this your way of redemption!? Did you honestly think this will make our bad memories disappear!? We’re a broken family and it’s all we’ll ever be, no matter what we do!” Octavia said, trying to keep her voice steady and her tears behind her eyes, but her voice was cracking.

Vinyl couldn’t say anything, she was just trying to get it around her head. “I’m sorry Octavia, but it’s for the best whether you see it or not. We’re leaving tomorrow, but I’ll allow you to stay here for tonight... You two should be allowed one last night together...” Sow whispered and got off her chair. She started to head towards the front door, but turn around to say one last thing. We’ll be expecting you at our house tomorrow... Good bye Octavia, I love you.” She walked out of the house with a little tear hanging in her eye.

Octavia and Vinyl sat at the table, still not wanting to accept what they had just heard. “Is this it?... Is this the end of our friendship?” Vinyl asked. Octavia said nothing, she just stayed silent. “Tavi... Let’s go to my room. There’s no point staying here.” Vinyl said while heading for her room. Octavia nodded and got off her chair, picked up her saddlebag and followed Vinyl.

They entered her room and Vinyl shut the door behind Octavia. Octavia placed her saddlebag onto the floor and took a small white box out of it. “I know now probably isn’t the best time, but... I don’t see a better one on the horizon anytime soon. I got you a gift for being such a great friend to me. Please open it.” Octavia said, handing the box to Vinyl. “You really didn’t have to do that, but thank you. Thank you Octavia...” Vinyl whispered while smiling. She took the purple ribbon off the white box and opened it. The contents were hidden by a white wrapper, she removed it to see what was underneath it.

Vinyl stared at the contents of the box. It was a pair of glasses with a black rim and a dark purple tinted lense. She picked them up, smiled and placed them upon her face. “Thanks Tavi... I love them, but I’m sorry. I didn’t get you anything...” Vinyl said, with little tears in her eyes, but the shades were hiding them from Octavia’s view. “No it’s alright, you already give me the best gift... Thank you for being my friend Vinyl...” Octavia said with a lump in her throat.

“Wait...” Vinyl said with a look on her face as if she was thinking. Vinyl moved towards her drawer and started looking around in them until she pulled something out. “Found it! I don’t really like stuff like this and I think it’s more your style than mine.” Vinyl said, presenting a bowtie to Octavia. It had a white circle so it could be placed around the neck of the wearer and a light purple bowtie at the front of it. “My father got me it, you know he works as a tie maker and everything, but It’s not my kind thing so yeah... Here try it on.” Vinyl said while fixing the bowtie around Octavia’s neck.

Vinyl stepped back to get a better look at Octavia, she smiled and nodded her head. “Wow... You really do suit that Tavi.” She said with a big grin on her face. Octavia looked down at the bowtie, a little smile in the corner of her mouth. “Thanks Vinyl... You truly are amazing.” Octavia said while wrapping her arounds her friend in a hug. “Hey... You’re making me blush Tavi, but... Thank you too, for everything.” Vinyl said as she returned the hug.

They stood there for several minutes, not wanting to break apart. This moment in time for them two was perfect, they never wanted it to end, but knew it had too. “Hey Tavi... Let’s get some sleep, it’s quite late now.” Vinyl whispered in Octavia’s ear. “Sure.” Octavia replied as she broke the hug. They both climbed into bed, but this time they didn’t face away from each other. Vinyl held Octavia in her hooves while Octavia leaned against her. “Vinyl... Let’s not sleep yet, I don’t want this moment to end.” Octavia whispered in the darkness of room. “Okay Tavi...” Vinyl replied.

They both lay there in each other hooves, listening to the other breath and their heartbeat drumming against each them. Their thoughts flying through their minds in rapid speed, but eventually they both closed their eyes and slumber took them both.

******

The alarm clock rang and they both sat up with quick speed, both of their worlds froze as that alarm clock continued it’s song. They looked into each others puffy eyes, both with the exact same thoughts. “Today’s the day...” Vinyl whispered, looking at Octavia. Octavia said nothing, she just climbed out of bed and looked out the window at Celestia’s sun high in sky.

She began to pack slowly, placing the remainder of her items back into her suitcase while Vinyl sat there in silence. Vinyl took her shades off and placed them on the cabinet beside her bed, her eyes began to display the tears she had been trying to hard to hide. “Tavi... Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?” Vinyl asked, her voice dry. Octavia turned around her, her eyes filled with sorrow. “I don’t know Vinyl... I just don’t.” Octavia said, staring into the wet eyes of her best friend.

She finished up her packing, closed the suitcase and dragged it towards the door with Vinyl following her. “Please let me get that for you... It might be the last time I ever do.” Vinyl said as she levitated Octavia’s suitcase into the air. Octavia smiled at her and began to walk downstairs, with Vinyl right behind her. They stepped out into the hallway and opened the front door, making ponyville visible to them. “So I guess this is goodbye...” Vinyl said as she stared out at the town.

“Yeah...” Octavia replied, looking at the floor. Vinyl placed the suitcase beside Octavia and embraced her friend in a hug once more. “Tavi whatever you do please don’t forget me, I’ll never forget you.” Vinyl said, her tears now falling freely from her eyes. “I promise to never forget you... I love you.” Octavia whispered into her friend’s ear while she looked at the bowtie around her neck.

They separated once more and Vinyl looked into her friend’s eye. “I love you too...” Vinyl whispered. Octavia smiled and picked up her suitcase. “Goodbye Vinyl...” Octavia said, her tears running down her cheeks. She turned around and walked away from her friend into the crowd of the town. Lost in crowd, Vinyl could no longer see her. She closed the door and began walking back to her room, their worlds separated once more, but hope still lay in their hearts.

Vinyl - For Greater Things

A white mare was walking through the lone dark streets of Canterlot, she walked down a dark alley, making sure not to step on any rubbish laying on the floor. She stopped outside a door that had a neon sign hanging above that read ‘Drunken Stop’. She leaned against the wall, facing towards the door. Somepony walked out of the bar, stumbling as he walked.

He had a grey mane and tail, a dark blue coat, green eyes, his cutie mark was a mug and he smelled of liquor. The stallion spotted Vinyl and turned to her, he stared at her shades for an uncomfortable amount of time until Vinyl finally spoke. “Ahh can I help you with something?” She asked, shifting nervously.

“Hey... I know (hiccup) you! You’re that... Umm DJ-pon3 thingy, aren’t you?” He asked, slurring his words. “Why yes I am, are you a fan?” She asked, slightly grinning with pride. “A fan... Ha! Oh Celestia no, I seen your first show back in Ponyville and it was horrible! I’m not surprised you haven’t had another show!” He said clumsily and staggering.

Vinyl’s face lost all expression as she watched the stallion walk away down the alley. It took her a few minutes to move again, she pushed the bar door open walked inside. ‘He’s right... That show was a failure that I’ll never escape from...’ She thought while making her way to the bar. She sat down at the bar and quickly noticed the stench. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes floating around the room.

She turned to the bartender and requested a cider, within a minute it was sitting in front of her. She began drinking and drifted off into her thoughts.

‘I hope she’s alright... Ha! I bet she’s in some super comfy posh hotel right now just living it up. It wouldn’t surprise me, Tavi was always one for the finer things in life, I just pray she got them... I wonder if she still thinks of me? Nah, if she made it big then I doubt she’d have time too, but maybe... Just maybe one day we will be reunited because I haven’t stopped thinking of you for one single moment... I’m sorry... I’m so sorry I failed.’ She thought while finishing of her cider.

She could hear something opening behind her and a few hooves clapping together within the room, but she never bothered to turn and see what it was. She just asked for another cider, began drinking again and let one small tear fall from her eye.

‘We were destined for greater things...'

Two Halves Become One

Octavia finished her song, took a bow while the crowd slowly applauded and she walked off stage as others came and took her cello for her. Vinyl turned and glimpsed at the stage to see the curtains fall and a dark mane before they hit the floor. She ignored it and went back to her drink, wishing for her thoughts to fade.

The bar was closing up and it was now time for the occupants to leave and go home. Vinyl started to be shoved out by the crowd behind her all moving towards the doorway at the same time. She fell into the alleyway and landed in a muddy puddle. Everypony ignored her and trotted past her; moving towards their destinations.

She slowly got back on hooves, covered in mud. Her white coat had spots of mud all over it and her mane was a mess. She shook her coat with an angry look on her face, she breathed heavily and walked out of the alley. The city was starting to seem less populated, everypony was finally going home for the night. Vinyl’s hooves started moving forward, she didn’t care where they took her.

‘The same thing everyday... Routine, oh I will break you. I’m sick of this, everyday I do the same thing! My life cannot fall to pieces...’

She found herself in a park and decided to lay down on a bench. She laid on it, looking up to the stars. ‘My life cannot fall to pieces... Shame it already has.’

******

Octavia left the bar, leaving her cello behind because she had another performance tomorrow and she figured it would be a hassle dragging it everywhere. She decided to take the long way home, she trotted towards the park not too far from the bar. She stopped outside it and read the sign placed in the grass. ‘Welcome to Canterlot’s graceful and peaceful garden’. She continued on, admiring the colorful flowers she could see in the darkness.

It appeared nopony was out, but after all it was very late. She trotted along the trail, lost in her thoughts. ‘I guess tonight's performance wasn’t that bad... I must be getting used to it. After all it could be worse, I could be shaking my flank on a pole for money.’ That thought made Octavia shiver. She walked past a bench that appeared to have a pony covered in dirt sleeping on it, but the pony had its back turned so she just ignored the mud covered pony and trotted on past it. Soon enough she reached the exit of the park.

Vinyl sat up on the bench, her back starting to become sore from the hard wood. She looked to her left to see a pony leaving the park, a pony with a purple cutie mark... She jumped to her hooves, her heart beating extremely fast. Her mind racing with several thoughts, but she didn’t have time to stop and think.

Her hooves started to move very fast and she broke into a run, her breathing unsteady, and her joints sore from sitting still on such a hard surface for so long, but she didn’t care. She had to know if it was truly her, she’d never forgive herself if she lost the chance. She reached the exit, rushed through the gate and came to a sudden stop. She looked around, but could see nopony... Nopony at all, she hit the ground hard as she could with her hoof, frustration taking over.

She cursed into the silent, unforgiving night and lowered her head in disappointment. “Was... Was it really you Tavi or am I just losing my mind? I’d do anything just to have my friend back...” Vinyl whispered while trying to hold back a small tear.

“Vinyl...” A voice whispered in the wind. The white mare ears stood up when she heard her name and she slowly turned around. She turned and looked into the bright purple eyes of a pony with a beautiful silk mane blowing in the wind. “Tavi...” Vinyl whispered, her voice breaking.

Time seemed to have slowed down for them both, their minds trying to process that this moment was finally happening. They both instantly wrapped each other in a hug and letting small tears of joy fall from their eyes. They eventually let go of each other and Octavia asked the first question.

“What happened?... Sorry, I don’t mean to sound rude, but what happened to your coat?”

“Oh, it’s a long story... I’ll fill you in later,” Vinyl said while slightly giggling. “But enough about me, where you going? I bet it’s to your super awesome penthouse crib. I bet you got all the stallions swarming around you because of the music you’ve been producing.”

Octavia blushed a little, looked at the floor and scraped the floor with her hoof nervously. “Actually Vinyl... I live in a one bedroom house here in Canterlot...” Octavia said, not looking her friend in the eyes. “Oh... Well to be honest you’re kinda doing better than me.” Vinyl said.

“Oh? But how?”

“I’m homeless Tavi, I’m barely surviving out here. I came into Canterlot yesterday with what little money I had left and I haven’t had a chance to get anything going... But I never forgot you, not for one single minute.”

“Nor have I... I’m so sorry Vinyl, I’ve missed you for all these years, but had no way of finding you... Please forgive me?”

Vinyl looked at her friend, their eyes still wet and she smiled. “No,” Vinyl said firmly. Octavia’s face fell and lost all expression, she didn’t know what to do until Vinyl nearly fell over laughing. “Of course I forgive you Tavi, I couldn’t find you either.”

Octavia blushed and even had to let a small laugh herself. “Well let’s get you home shall we?” Octavia said. Vinyl stared at her confused, raising an eyebrow. “Home? Tavi didn’t you hear me a few minutes ago, I don’t have one.” Vinyl replied.
“Well you can come home and live with me for awhile, at least until you get yourself more money and a place of your own.”

“Tavi... Are you sure? I don’t wanna be a burden on you like that.”

“A burden? You’re my best friend. Now let’s go before it get’s even later, I’m getting really tired.”

Octavia ushered Vinyl beside her and they began walking together, but Vinyl couldn’t help but feel a little bad. Even though it was Octavia’s idea to begin with. They walked through the lonely streets of Canterlot, reminiscing about their fillyhood memories together. Although it didn’t take long for them to reach Octavia’s house.

Octavia pushed the door open and gestured Vinyl on in. Vinyl walked into the house and stopped in a hallway that was covered in complete darkness. “Uhh Tavi, I can’t see a thing. Where are the lights?” Vinyl asked, looking around in the darkness.

CRASH

A loud bang happened and the lights came, quickly followed by a pony who was trying to hide her laughter. “I probably should've warned you, not everything is unpacked,” Octavia giggled while staring at Vinyl who was laying on the floor, her eyes spinning in her head. “Typical Vinyl.”

Vinyl stood up to see the rooms in house. It had no upstairs, a kitchen, a bathroom, one bedroom and a hallway with boxes in it. “Well... Nice pad.” Vinyl said with a sheepish look on her face. “I got it real cheap, that’s kinda the reason it has no living room so I just spend most of my time hanging out in my room. Oh, sorry; our room,” Octavia said while smiling.

“Now let’s get you cleaned up before bed, I heavily doubt you wanna sleep covered in all that mud. Shower is down the hall and the last door on the right.” She said while pointing down the hallway. Vinyl began walking down the hall and shouted behind her. “Thanks Tavi!” She entered the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

Octavia could hear the shower being turned on and a small hum coming from the bathroom. She smiled to herself and walked to the kitchen; she opened her cupboards looking for something. She pulled out a bottle of wine and two glasses, she then proceeded into her room. “You can find me in our room whenever you get out!” Octavia shouted towards the bathroom and in response heard a faint “Okay”. She continued on into her room which only had two things. A t.v and a makeshift bed on the floor, she laid down on the floor, placing the wine and glasses beside it. Opened the wine and poured some into the two glasses.

Switched on the t.v and changed it to the news, she wasn’t really focusing on the t.v. She was waiting on her friend coming out of the shower and before long she heard the bathroom door opening. Vinyl walked in still a little wet even though she tried her hardest to get dry, but the towels weren't up to complete living standards. “Hey Tavi, what ya doing?” Vinyl asked, looking at the glasses. “You’re not trying to seduce me are you? Oh Celestia you are...”

Octavia laughed and patted the space beside her. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to seduce you. Besides, you couldn’t touch this if you wanted it.” Octavia whispered the lines seductively and shot a smug smile at her friend.

“Oh come on and sit down already.” Vinyl moved beside her friend and sat down, she hovered a glass of wine to her side using magic. “I assume this is for me? Either that or in the space I’ve been gone you have turned into a raging alcoholic?” Vinyl asked, but already knowing the answer.

“Yes it’s for you, I thought we could catch up on past events and fill in the blanks from when we were separated.” Octavia stated.

“Sounds good. What do you wanna know?” Vinyl asked.

“Well did you ever get a show? I mean back in Ponyville. I remember you always wanted to be a world famous DJ, I believe your stage name was... DJ Pon3?

“Yeah it was... And I did get a show back in Ponyville, but it didn’t go down well. We had a bunch of technical difficulties and the show went to hell. Everypony started leaving early and nopony else would ever work with me again.”

Vinyl lowered her head and took a drink of her wine, she hated that memory. Octavia noticed it and tried to change the subject quickly. “Well... If it helps, I haven’t been doing so great either, I found a job where I do in fact get to play my cello, but it’s for a bunch of drunks.” She said bitterly.

“Let’s get onto happier topics shall we?”

“Actually... I think we should sleep, it’s been a pretty long day Tavi.”

“Yeah... Alright then let’s go. I’m dead on my feet anyway.”

Vinyl stood up and started heading for the door. “Where you going?” Octavia asked. “To the kitchen, this is your bed. I’m just gonna sleep on the floor.” Vinyl replied.

“Silly, this is our bed now. I know it’s a bad one, but it’s better than sleeping on the kitchen floor.” Vinyl smiled and walked back to the bed and laid down on it. “Thanks Tavi... I really owe you.” Vinyl whispered to her friend. Octavia placed her glass down and laid down beside her friend.

“You owe me nothing... I’m just glad you're here. I don’t think you realize how much you mean to me...” Octavia whispered back.

They both smiled and stared into each others eyes, accompanied by the faint glow of the television set. It wasn’t long before sleep took them to their dreams and they found warmth within each others embrace and for the first time in so long... They both slept with a smile on their face and with excitement for the morning.

Octavia - We Were Destined

A full grown mare lay on a bed, staring at the ceiling, but she couldn’t see anything. The room was in complete darkness. Her long black mane covering her right eye, she shifted to lean on her side. She looked across the room and could see a cello sitting not too far from her; it’s bow laying by it’s side.

She sat up, letting her mane fall over her face completely shadowing her eyesight. She picked up a purple bow beside her bed and began to think back the years. Two little fillies playing in a school yard, she couldn’t help, but smile at the memory.

‘I wonder if you still think of me... My sweetest friend, I haven’t forgotten you... Not for one single moment. I wonder where you are, how you’ve been and I hope life has treated you fair... Remember the promise we made? Remember we would accomplish our dreams together...

I’m sorry... I’m so sorry, but it’s showtime. I’m in Canterlot playing music that nopony wants to really hear... I have a few fans, but I haven’t come far enough yet. Maybe... Just maybe I’ll see you around my dear friend.’ She thought while getting off her bed and flicking the lamp on beside her bed.

Light suddenly spread around the room, leaving Octavia to blink furiously trying to adjust her eyes to the new sight. She walked to her cello and began packing it away into a huge case like she had done it million times before. Once she had finished she placed the case on her back, and began walking causing a great discomfort to her spine.

She walked outside her house and shut the door behind her, she looked around and couldn’t help admire the city at night; she thought it looked beautiful. It’s city lights shining in every direction with everyone underneath them going to their destinations, Octavia began to trot to her’s.

******

She stood behind a dirty red curtain, her cello standing beside her. She sighed, put on her purple bow and placed the cello’s bow upon it’s strings. The curtain drew open and a spotlight turned it’s attention to her. She looked out across the room and seen it was full of drunks. There was a bar sitting at the back of the room with several shabby ponies surrounding it, those who were not at the bar were sitting at round tables not far from it and with several alcoholic beverages with them. It also didn't help that cigarette smoke filled the room, mixing with the smell of alcohol; it was a terrible smell to her nose.

she let her mane fall over her eyes once more, let one tear fall and tugged the bow across her cello’s strings; letting out a melancholy melody across the room.

‘We were destined for greater things...’