The Vinyl Siblingsby Vinyl MixChaptersSometimes family is worth fighting for (Re-edited)Old Memoriesa breakfast missed placedJust a dream?"You've got mail!"The true N3ONLet the Bass cannon...explode?rhyming with cryingOMYGISHOMYGOSH A NEW PONY!!! (Re-edited)Lyra the LiarAuthor notes (1)Sometimes family is worth fighting for (Re-edited)Sometimes family is worth fighting for (Re-edited) Night life in upper Canterlot is pretty dead for the most part. But tonight, that wasn't the case. The sound of hooves hitting stone echoed off the buildings as a lone unicorn ran full speed towards the station, five big cases floating behind him as he ran. This unicorn had a white coat, with a crazy mane of electric blue and dark blue. His cuitie mark was a record, marking him as a DJ. To complete the DJ persona, he wore big green tinted glasses. As the unicorn boarded the late night express he sighed, hoping that this wasn’t another dead end in his search. He walked around the car till he found an open room, which he preceded to move his huge cases into. Panting from his run, he settles into a seat. “I really need to lay off those sweets,” said the unicorn ”and it isn’t helpful that Ponyville supposedly has a store call Sugarcube corner either. Just the name it's self is making me gain weight.” He took off his signature green glasses and laid them down on his equipment. Right as the unicorn was about to drift into sleep in preparation for the long journey, two more ponies entered the car and walked into his compartment. “well assistant that was an ni-“ started the first of the two. He was a brown earth pony with even darker mane; his cutie mark was that of an hourglass. “I will be, it’s a unicorn!” he exclaimed and promptly fell onto the seat adjacent from the unicorn. He stared at him as if he was looking at the mare of his dreams. “How do you miss all of the other unicorns walking around canterlot?!” exclaimed the odd pony’s companion. She was a light grey Pegasus with the cutie mark of bubbles. Her eyes could not focus on a single spot but made it clear she was looking at the earth pony. “There was other unicorns walking around?!?! Why did you not alert me assistant?” the odd brown pony exclaimed. “Oh, I am sorry, where are my manners, I am called Dr. Hooves and this is my assistant, who you may call Derpy.” “For the last time, my name isn’t assistant or Derpy, it is Ditzy, Ditzy Doo!” Ditzy retorted. “And you are?” questioned Dr. Hooves. “I am know by many names, but you can call me DJ N3ON.” replied the unicorn. "DJ, fascinating, that must mean that complex sound wave science must exist here, even though they don't have electricity..." the doctor murmured to himself. "WAIT, YOU'RE DJ N3ON!?!?!?!?!" Ditzy exclaimed excitedly, her wings flapping animatedly, displaying her enthusiasm. Then realizing how loudly she exclaimed that said, "Sorry... I am just a big fan." "It's ok, I am use to it." N3ON replies. "Wait, you're a Canterlot DJ, what are you doing on a train to ponyville?" "I am looking for a old family member of mine. “And how are they related to you?” “She is my sister. But I don't know who she is or what she looks or sounds like.” "Do you atleast know her name?" "I have only heard of her in my dreams but I have one name to go off of. 'Scratch.' " DJ N3ON got no sleep on the way to ponyville due to the strange pony’s questions about what it is like being a unicorn. When the train arrived it was about 2 o’clock and the unicorn was getting more and more tired by the minute. He picked up a slip of paper from his saddle bag with his magic and read the address hastily scribbled on it. He started wandering through the streets in order to find the house when he promptly ran into somepony. He looked up and saw a pink earth pony bouncing up and down in glee, her mane and tail following her like springs. “omygoshomygoshomygosh, a new pony!” The pink pony was about to explode in excitement but then calmed down a bit when she saw who it was. “What are you doing out so late DJ PON-3?” “Who is DJ PON-3?” Inquired N3ON in confusion. “Well you silly! I like the new glasses by the way!” said the pink pony as she bounced away, a trail of confetti following her. “I wonder what that was about,” said the unicorn, confusion written all over his face. He turned around, not looking where he was going, and crashed into yet another pony. This one was purple unicorn with a dark blue mane with purple highlights in it. “Sorry about that, by the way did you see which way pinky pie went?” Asked the unicorn “Pinkie Pie?” “O I am sorry I mistook you for some one else. A pink pony about neigh high, very bubbly.” said the unicorn after a double take. “Ah, yes. she went that way,” the unicorn pointed in the direction that “Pinky Pie” went. “By the way, could you point me in the direction of this address?” he showed the purple unicorn the address. “yes, but why do you want the directions to Octavia’s house?” inquired the unicorn. “I am looking for somepony. Octavia and I are old friends and she invited me to stay with her while I look here .” “Oh, well if you need help, I am always available. Name is Twilight Sparkle and I live in the library. Octavia is that direction.” Said the unicorn pointing towards a residential looking area. DJ N3ON nodded dumbly as he realized he had just talked to Equestria's newest princess. As the purple unicorn ran away she said something that made the DJ pause for a second: “look out for her roommate though, she makes quite the racket!” Old MemoriesAs the unicorn approached the front door wearily he had second thoughts: ‘I wonder if Octavia will even remember me?’ he rank the doorbell without even thinking about it. the door open and a grey earth pony with half awake look peered out. She soon as she saw the unicorn, she woke up and ran up to hug him. “Mix! How are you? Come inside.” Octavia welcomed him in. “I knew you were coming to visit but not so suddenly. What have you been up to?” “I could be better, could be worse. Recently I've been searching Equestria for somepony, and at the moment the trail has gone cold here, so I came to check it out.” Replied the unicorn taking up the surroundings. He then noticed how heavy his eye lids were. “If you don’t mind I didn’t get much sleep on the train ride. Would you be so kind as to show me where I could set all this stuff down.” He nodded to various luggage he had. “Of course, sorry about that.” And with that she led her old friend up the stairs and nodded to the door farthest from the end of the hallway. “thank you, see you in the morning.” And started moving stuff down the hallway. However half way down he heard something familiar. To his left was a door that was slightly ajar. He put his ear up to the door frame and hear faint dubtrot. 'Octavia’s roommate I presume. It is weird that Octavia would have a roommate with that sense of music, but then I'm one to talk.. And resumed his work. After he finished moving all he luggage into the guest room he put on some techno to help him sleep. But he found he didn’t need it as he fell fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He soon fell into the reoccurring dream that prompted the start of this goose chase of his. - - - “Are thou sure about this ?” asked the first voice. “yes, scratch hath too little years to remember but mix might. This be the only way we can protect them. ” responded the second voice. "I will cast the spell so he won't remember." continued the first voice, “ but I am still not sure. What happens if they find out?” “then we come to save them.” “what happens if my sis-“ “shush, I think I hear her now” a couple of moments of silence, during which some heavy sounds are heard. “I still think this is a bad idea, we should just come out. That way there won’t be any problems.” The first voice said after the noise subsided. “Look , we hath little we can do at this point.” “ok, sneak them out during the changing of the guard." “See you soon, Luna” said the second voice as the dream faded away. a breakfast missed placedQuick note:there is something in here that is a reference to the sequel(second book in this universe) to this story. so just incase you were wondering. Vinyl Scratch woke up, rolled out of bed, hit the floor, and immediately regretted the decision. She had a pounding headache, which was the result of one of pinky pie’s crazy parties last night. She slowly stood up and turned off her music, and then pressed the stop button again. It was after the third time that she finally realized that the slightly softer music was coming from the guest room. She put on her iconic magenta glasses and walked down the hallway. She listened for a moment before peering in. she saw two things that prompted her not to look any closer. The first thing that struck her was the cutie mark of this mysterious pony. It was a vinyl record surrounded by a sea of white. The second thing was her glasses, or rather glasses that were identical to her’s except they were green. She decided not to tempt fate and walked down stairs. She was about to start making breakfast when she realized there weren’t any clean dishes. So she loaded her custom made dishwasher. As the cycle started she loaded her IPhone into its slot and the dubtrot dishwasher started cleaning with heavy “wubs.” The sound permeated the floor and found it’s way into N3ON’s dream, creating the footstep sounds. “O buck! I need some new cables and it is already 12 O’clock!” Scratch said as she glanced at the clock. After the dishwasher was done, Scratch proceeded to create two breakfasts, one for herself and another she intended for Octavia. She set Octavia's meal on the table and ran out the door holding hers. N3ON woke up and stumbled down the stairs. Sad that he had another one of the mysterious dreams yet still hadn’t found the answer to his question: Who is this Scratch pony? He suddenly was greeted by a wonderful smelling breakfast. He climbed onto a chair a proceeded to eat it, thinking that it was Octavia that had left it for him. “I should probably head to a record store, so as to get some money at gigs so I can rent a house while I am here searching for ‘Scratch.’“ said N3ON as she trotted out the door. Octavia woke up soon afterwards, ripped out of her sleep by the front door closing. She walked down the stairs to find… “Where’s my breakfast?” |O/| |[ _ ]| |O/| As N3ON walked around PonyVille, he was constantly confused. The locals looked at him with both looks of admiration and hate. He also still didn’t know the layout of the town and found himself eternally lost. After walking in circles he found himself at the doorstep of a tree house like building. She knocked on the front door, which was promptly opened. Inside the doorway was a tired looking purple dragon with green spikes. “O- Hi there Vinyl, let me get Twilight.” Said the dragon. he turned around and walked inside and called up stairs, "Hay Twilight! Vinyl is here to talk to you!" "how do you know my-" N3ON started but never got to finish as Twilight came down the stairs. "Hi erm-" Twilight looked at the cutie mark of the unicorn "a- N3ON, what brings you around here, you don't strike me as the bookish type." "A yes I was hoping you could point me in he direction of a music supply store, could you?" "Is that really all you came here for?" Twilight asked, noticing a glint of a question in N3ON's eyes. "acually could you also tell me why everyone keeps thinking my name is DJ Pon-3?" "you look like her. and know good luck with lyra." and with that N3ON's vision swirled. when it came back she was in a shop full of various music equipment. "can I help you Scratch?" N3ON wirled about to find a lime green unicorn staring at him. she sniffed the air and went wide eyed, "Also why do smell like human artifacts?!?!?" Just a dream?please stay with me for a while, I am fairly sure I know where this story is taking me, just hold on. there are probably atleast 2 more chapters till the second part starts. |O/| |[_]| |O/| N3ON woke up from the dream, unsure what just happened. he had just woke up from the strangest dream. he imagined he had finally meet the unicorn of his dreams but it was just that, a dream. the strangest part of it was he was a mare and knew himself by a different name. and yet it was all so familiar. he heard a pounding on his door, soon followed by a voice. "breakfast is ready Mix. come down and get it." he heard octavia call through the closed door. Mix climbed out of bed and lazily made his way down the stairs. he at down and ate breakfast quietly and made his way out the door, completely disregarding Octavia. he walked through town till he reached a building he had recently seen in his dreams. he opened the door to the music shop and walked straight to the record section. After picking some records and bought them he waited in the store, hoping his dream last night was a foreboding of events to come. after 3 hours he was kicked out of the store by a mare version of the stallion manning the store in his vision. he noticed with a inner grin that she acted just like he had in his dream. he was so crestfallen that he almost turned around and headed back to his room but had a idea pop into his head. he realized there was someone who could finally help him. he walked a straight path to the library and pounded on the door. after having the events of the dragon replay infront of him, he finally asked Twilight. "Twilight, I need you to search my mind for something." N3ON asked sheepishly. he was afraid of what she might say. "what?!?!" Twilight responded, a crazy look in her eyes, as if he had just asked her to marry him. "Why would I do that, and more importantly, why so you want me to do it?" "I want you to find my sister." he answered dully. Twilight looked afraid to do it but she light up her horn and touched it to his forehead. "humm, this is interesting." this made Mix cringe, this is something you do not want to be hearing during a spell like this. "there appears to be a spell holding me back, though it should be easy to break up." after a few seconds Twilight gasped yet held her concentration. "this is a powerful spell, the strength is that of a princess." after a couple more seconds she finally talked "I am almost through, ther-" she was cut off by a blast eminating from where Twilight's horn met N3ON's forehead. this blast knocked them both to the ends of the room and caused them to become unconscious. as N3ON lost grip he heard one thing escape Twilight's lips: "No bucking way..." "You've got mail!"Luna was resting on her bed reading a story that she picked up from the archives when something glowed in the corner of her vision. She put down the book at stood up. "That can't be good." Luna remark as she noticed where the glowing was coming from. It was emanating from behind a door to a closet that held special stones. She stepped up to the door mark 'alert stones'. she opened the door to search the stones, trying to find the alert. After her search not finding the stone she looked around to make sure no one was watching, opened a hidden panel and gasped. the hidden chamber held one stone, and it was glowing. "No, it can't be!" she closed both doors and ran to her rooms front door. after opening it the she asked the guards " I want you two to find night light, right now!" "But your princess," the guards started, "he quite the guard 15 years ago!" "I don't care if you have to flip all of canter lot over, just find him and bring him to me!" the guards, not wanting to incure her wrath, sped up to find the retired unicorn. "I pray that this is just a false alarm, for if it isn't all of equestria could fall apart." The true N3ONMix woke up, opened his eyes, and instantly regretted it. The light from the ceiling over head was blinding. Wait, ceiling? He cracked his eyes and realized that first: he was on his back, second: his glasses were missing, and third: his head hurt. The DJ felt around with his magic and upon finding his glasses, put them on. He slowly sat up, and remembered why he was laying on the ground. He was blasted back from the spell. Looking around he noticed he wasn't the only thing effected from the backfire of the spell. He spotted Spike attempting to put the books back on the shelfs and Twilight running around the library, glancing at books left and right, as if trying to find a password in the lines of text in the various books held in her grasp. N3ON slowly stood up and walked out the door, trying to not disturb her. He was almost at the door when he heard Twilight speak. "Aha! Here we are it...never mind" she said. N3ON was afraid to ask what she was looking for and decided to walk around town. He got of the library in fairly easy fashion, and without being noticed by the librarian or her assistant. he got about 20 feet away from the door before hearing a earth rumbling sound. he looked around and saw a glow coming from the residential part of Ponyville. After 2 seconds there was a huge bang from the source and the sound and glow quit. "Thats strange," Mix said to himself "judging from the glow and the almost palpable sound waves, that was a bass cannon. However only I have the correct magic to build and operate such a device." He started to gallup to the source only to be caught in the crowds of the market. "I need to find the source of that!" he said in desperation. He looked for the easiest way through but found no way through. "It is like the only way to get through it to be a star...o no" he said. For the only way for him to get through is do to break his own rule: to never show your other self for any other reason other that being onstage or at a party. He knew he had to do it, so he looked for a ally way. Finding a dark one he galloped in. After making sure he couldn't be seen from outside the ally way, he began the transformation. His body started to glow neon colors as his hair and mane (and tail) changed colors. He felt a slight pain on his back as his wings came through. After that was done the glow faded. He looked over himself, making sure everything was how it was suppose to be. Walking out of the alley way, he elicited abuch of strange looks. Being a halfer* had its draw backs, such as weird looks. After turning on his ever famous "eternal" glowing bands around his legs he was ready. He was now the true DJ N3ON. He quickly galloped through the crowded market glad he now had a path through the crowd as ponies heard that the famous Canterlot DJ N3ON was in Ponyville and to make way for him. Author's Note sorry about taking so long to right this guys (and girls). I have been travailing with my family around Ireland and it has been hectic to say the least. Hopefully this chapter and the ones that follow will bring up my up votes (and my self-esteem:( *snifle*). *=a Halfer is a unique species in that they are not quite alicorns nor are they one race such as a unicorn. instead they are a mix between two of them. they are between as rare as a alicorn and a rainbow mane. the fact that DJ N3ON is a halfer got him a lot of attention on his rise to fame and makes him a very recognizable DJ, being the only DJ halfer. in this case Mix is a half of Pegasus and a half of a unicorn. Let the Bass cannon...explode?This chapter dictated djponyfl and all those wonderful ponies that have stuck through this weird story. |o/| |[_]| |o/| Vinyl walked outside, and quickly being reminded that she did not have her glasses on, she put them on. She started to the music shop, but got a weird vibe down her spine. Slowly turn towards the side of the house, She felt that she should try the cannon. Vinyl Scratch’s Bass Cannon was hidden in a shed behind the house. Because she could never get it to work properly, she never took it out. But today she felt that if she tried it, It would work. As she rounded the corner to the back, she faintly heard the front door open, then close, and simple wrote it off as Octavia going to rehearsal. It didn’t occur to her that today was a Sunday and she doesn’t have rehearsal today. As the shed crept into view, Vinyl cringed. The shed has fallen into crazy disrepair, she though, the shed in question was a hastily build structure that had a liste to the right side so bad that it looked like it would fall over any day. She opened the door, which was an entire side of the shed, and gazed at her baby. The cannon was a cube that was 1 meter on all sides. It had four speakers on one side and on top were the controls for it. On the sides were various phrases that people had written, such as Let the bass cannon kick it and Bass or Bust. On the back The Bass Cannon Mk VI was printed. The DJ pulled it out into the open and wheeled it around the front of the house. Being cautious to not run any one over, she wheeled it to the center of the street. She tipped it up so the speakers was face towards the sky, because who wants about a thousand htz worth of bass blasted in you face in the morning? Once Vinyl had it correctly positioned, she tried to remember how to power the cannon. It had been 4 months since she last brought the cannon out and at least a 8 months since she worked with it. As she pondered her conundrum, Octavia walked out of the house. Vinyl was too deep in thought to even realize that Octavia was the second pony out the door. "Vinyl honey, what are you doing?" Octavia asked "I had the feeling that today would be the day I finally get my bass cannon to work. The only problem is that I can't remember how to power it." Vinyl wrote on the piece of paper she always had with her. "You don't remember how to power it? Honey, you use your magic to power it. That's why most ponies can't power it up. You must have really forgot this thing if you can't even remember how to power it. You need to direct you magic to the speakers in the front. Even I know that, and I am an earth pony!" Vinyl mimed what Octavia said as she powered up her cannon. she was about to fire it when Octavia said something. "Vinyl, I might know some one who could help you. He has the same type of magic as you specialize in. Come to think about it, you both have similar names and bodies. Vinyl, do yo... But Octavia never got to finish that thought, because Vinyl fired the cannon. It created a shock wave that went twenty feet out of the speakers and knocked open the door to both their house and the house across from them who was owned by the whooves family ( who were all out at the time of the event, thankfully). The cannon sent up a beam of solid wubs, which looks like blue lightning streaks. 'Yes, it is finally working!' Vinyl silently thought, looking up at the result of 20 years of turmoil. But as the infamous Murphy has said: " anything and everything that can go wrong, will go wrong." After three second Vinyl noticed something bad. The power meter on the consol was fluctuating madly. 'No, no, nonono' Vinyl thought in desperation. In a vain attempt to keep the machine running she poured all her power into the machine. Long story short, the cannon blew up and knocked the snow white DJ to the ground and rendered her unconscious. |O/| |[_]| |O/| Vinyl woke up 5 minutes later. She looked around and noticed two things, 1: she was in a 2 foot deep crater in the ground, 2: she saw pieces of cannon around her. 'Looks like mk. VII is coming sooner than I realized' she thought while picking up a piece of the former console. She heard a commotion to the side of the crater. She stood up and noticed a huge crowd of ponies around it, though two caught her attention. The first one was a gray mane and gray body 'good, Tavi is safe.' The second one was one that she never thought she would see in ponyville. It was a mane composed of oranges and a body of pitch black, and also noticed if was moving towards her at a vary fast pace. 'No, it can't be him! The one time I finally get to meet my idol face to face and I just destroyed part of the path, and presumable some vary expsive glasses and plates!' Octavia finally got to the edge of the crater and came in. "Vinyl! Are you hurt, are you bleeding or anything?" Octavia quickly questioned her. Vinyl nodded no to both of them and Octavia suddenly looked a lot more happy. "Ahem" a voice came from behind Octavia. It was a coarse yet kind voice, the kind you expect to hear from some singer in a boy band. Octavia turned around in surprise and smiled. "Vinyl, this is the pony I was talking about." Octavia stepped aside so that Vinyl could see. "Meet my life long friend from college, the famous DJ N3ON. Vinyl Scratch, meet Vinyl Mix." Author's Note One of the reasons this chapter is late is that I partaly wrote it on my IPhone. I am very very sorry this chapter has taken so long to write. It was such a pain because the musical I am apart of is almost opening and it is always hectic the last few weeks before it. rhyming with cryingTwo siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. “I think she is having a nightmere, you might want to wake her up” said a low melodious voice. Two Vinyl reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of Vinyl! past. Two siblings- VINYL, WAKE UP!!! Vinyl woke up sweating, her mind reeling with a rhyme that was quickly fading from her mind. She brushed her hair aside to see a both worried and angry Octavia leaning infront of her head. “Buck.” was all Vinyl said before closing her eyes again. “Thank god, your ok” Octavia deadpanned, not abused at Vinyl’s expression of happiness. “You were tossing and turning like you had the horde of spiders from nightmare night on you.” “Well I had the strangest dream” Vinyl started, “I dreamt that I had tried to run the Bass cannon, it exploded in my face and I went unconscious. When I came too, you and my idol were next to each other like best friends. And that’s when I woke up.” Vinyl decided to leave out the part about the rhyme, because she thought it was unimportant. “Vinyl, I hate to tell you this, but that wasn’t a dream.” Octavia stated as calmly as possible as she held up the main subwoofer, ripped to shreds, of the recently departed Bass Cannon. All Vinyl could do was gap at the speaker, tears starting to form in her eyes. She grabbed the woofer with her magic and levitated it closer to her body, not wanting to get out of bed in fear of falling down. Her grasp on the speaker was weak and as a result it was shaking in time with her head. Hot-tears ran down her face. After a minute of her staring and the sound of her sobs, she gripped in a death hug to her chest. “t-t-this is all that is left of it?” She finally started to talk shakily. ”I-I made every piece of the cannon myself. This one think cost be 100,000 bits and 4 years to make just the sub into to what it is today, well what it was to-“ Vinyl’s voice faltered and she broke out into open crying. “Shhh- hush now Vinyl. We can make a new one, together.” “It just won’t be the same Tavi, I poured my life, my soul, into building this thing. Ten who-ten whole years of work, and I destroy everything in one day.” Vinyl kept on crying. Octavia wasn’t sure of what to do. She had never seen Vinyl this distressed before. She usually cried anything off in 2 and a half minutes at max. She was already at four and showing no sign of stopping. Octavia realizing the only thing she could do for Vinyl, started to sing. “Hush now quiet now, it’s time to settle down. Hush now quiet now, Vinyl rest your head. It’s been a long day, wipe your cares off, and sleep the worries awayyyy” She looked at Vinyl, who had fallen asleep, the mangled speaker still in her death grip. “Sleep well” Octavia remarked as she kissed Vinyl on the forehead, turned off the lights and closed the door behind her. Vinyl Mix was worried. He had just carried the body of Octavia’s wife/girlfriend up the stairs, seen the aftermath of a bass cannon blow up, and to top it off, word had gotten out that DJ N3ON was in ponyville, so of course reporters started to flock to the town. He had just barely closed all the blinds before waves upon waves of reported flooded the street, asking everyone if they knew where he went or why he is here. Luckily no one paid attention to which house he went into. Also few ponies knew of him because the town of ponyville had it’s own premier DJ that everyone adored. One of these days he must meet this “DJ Pony” everyone keeps raving about. He heard a sound and turned to see Octavia trotting down the stairs. A look of relief washed over his face. He heard the crying and thought something bad happened. “Is she ok?” Mix asked, following Octavia into her kitchen. “She is ok, though I am fairly certain her cannon exploding very well” Octavia said while pouring her and Mix cups of coffee. “I am going to have to agree with you on that.” Mix conceded while grabbing a seat at the table and taking a sip. “So, what is your betroved’s name anyway?” he asked in-between sips. “Her name is V-“ Octavia started but got interrupted by the doorbell ringing. “One sec.” Octavia got up and went to the door. Upon opening it she found reports lining up at her door. “Have you seen this Halfer?” said one of the reporters in a sweat voice that made him sound like he was losing his patience. He showed her a picture of DJ N3ON. “Why yes, I have” Octavia said, thinking she could throw them for a loop. “Really, where?!?!” the reporter said, suddenly really happy. “I believe I saw her going to the train station, saying something about Appaloosa.” And with that simple sentence all the reporters disappeared in a flash. Octavia simply closed the door with a evil grin on her face. “Who was that?” Mix asked as Octavia sat back down. “There are reporters swarming the streets, who do you think? Don’t worry though I sent them for a loop.” “How far did you send them?” “Appaloosa” Vinyl said nothing, but the evil grin on her face that rivaled even Octavia’s said everything. “I forgot how much of a trickster you are.” “Oh right, as I was saying her name is Vinyl Scratch.” “Huh. That sound familiar, but where have I heard that name before?” Mix asked as he took a sip from his cup, right before he did a spit take,” WAIT A MINUTE. THAT’S MY NAME!” Author's Note Sorry to keep you all waiting, I have been waiting for a point in time where this is all I could do, and that happened to be on the plane trip to SoCal. You all can expect more chapters in the coming weeks while I am in Japan, and yes I am going to be keeping a running blog about said trip, go check it out. If you are wondering why Mix didn't know the name of Vinyl Scratch, it is because he just arrived AFTER Octavia said their full names, just for clarification, and Vinyl Scratch just regained her mind. Yes the raving pun was intended. Incase you are wondering, this was suppose to be a sad chapter, at least at the beginning of it. If you are crying and or were from this chapter, point to me. If not, let me know how I could improve my writing on how to move thy soul (Luna is best pony). When it came to writing this entire chapter I had one thing running though my head: I need to get the story line rolling. I really didn’t care about editing or length, I am trying to work on my quality. Remember, Faust didn’t make Equestria in one day. Please, as always, if you find any typos or editing errors, let me know below OMYGISHOMYGOSH A NEW PONY!!! (Re-edited)DJ N3ON got no sleep on the way to ponyville due to the strange pony’s questions about what it is like being a unicorn. When the train arrived it was about 2 o’clock and the unicorn was getting more and more tired by the minute. He picked up a slip of paper from his saddle bag with his magic and read the address hastily scribbled on it. He started wandering through the streets in order to find the house when he promptly ran into somepony. He looked up and saw a pink earth pony bouncing up and down in glee, her mane and tail following her like springs. “omygoshomygoshomygosh, a new pony!” The pink pony was about to explode in excitement but then calmed down a bit when she saw who it was. “What are you doing out so late DJ PON-3?” “Who is DJ PON-3?” Inquired N3ON in confusion. “Well you silly! I like the new glasses by the way!” said the pink pony as she bounced away, a trail of confetti following her. “I wonder what that was about,” said the unicorn, confusion written all over his face. He turned around, not looking where he was going, and crashed into yet another pony. This one was purple unicorn with a dark blue mane with purple highlights in it. “Sorry about that, by the way did you see which way pinky pie went?” Asked the unicorn “Pinky Pie?” “O I am sorry I mistook you for some one else. A pink pony about neigh high, very bubbly.” said the unicorn after a double take. “Ah, yes. she went that way,” the unicorn pointed in the direction that “Pinky Pie” went. “By the way, could you point me in the direction of this address?” he showed the purple unicorn the address. “yes, but why do you want the directions to Octavia’s house?” inquired the unicorn. “I am looking for somepony. Octavia and I are old friends and she invited me to stay with her while I look here .” “Oh, well if you need help, I am always available. Name is Twilight Sparkle and I live in the library. Octavia is that direction.” Said the unicorn pointing towards a residential looking area. DJ N3ON nodded dumbly as he realized he had just talked to Equestria's newest princess. As the purple unicorn ran away she said something that made the DJ pause for a second: “look out for her roommate though, she makes quite the racket!” Lyra the LiarAgain i am going to say that the begining of this story contains cliffhangers for the next story. And no the gender swapping was on purpose, it will make sense later. "Exuse me!!" replied N3ON. she was very confused, nobody was aware of Digital Magic's secret! it might just be that he could tell from the way she talked, she had accedentally picked up his way of talking. He now noticed that this pony was sitting like DM does when he isn't paying attention, she will have to mention this to Digi. "Umm what's a human?" She lied. "Ok, sorry automatic reflex" he said wearily. "Any how, what do you want Record?" Mix could practically see the loathing coming off this mare. She internally sighed, happy that the situation had been diffused. "How do you know me?" "every one knows your name." at this Mix shook his head back and forth to try and get a grip on his mind "Now then I will say this once more, what do you want Record Itch." Mix's head imploded at that, he knew her sopposed brother. "Umm, where do you keep the records?" the unicorn dully pointed to a corner of the story. he had the look of bordem that said why-are-you-asking-me-this-you-know-where-they-are. "Do you have amnisia or what, you never seem this out of it." she turned around to try and find who spoke this. she spotted a pink pony. what was her name, o ya! its bubble berry....o clop. "Hi Itch, still loving your new glasses!" Bubble stated, waked up to the mare in question. "You know you shouldn't hide your cutie mark just to be disguised in public." "umm bubble, I think she is also using the glasses as a disguise. " the stallion behind the counter said. Pinkie moved to her cutie mark, and started to scratch it, as if it was a sticker. N3ON jumped away quickly "What was that for?" N3ON said in haste, quite embarrassed at that procession. "You should also not use a fake voice, it sounds nothing like a real smooth mare. through I must complement on the fake cutie mark!" at this Mix turned around and started to pay attention to the records in front of her, indignant that he would comment on her voice. She ignoring the other pony's conversation till she heard somthing life changing "Hi Record Itch, weren't y..." the unicorn at the counter started to say to the new unicorn entering the story. midway through it she turned to the record section to see the same unicorn starting to turn around. N3ON turned around to find herself staring right back at her. "Who are you!?!?" the siblings said to each other in perfect sync. |O/| |[_]| |O/| BTW I do not own any rights of on a cross and arrow, however I am using it as it fits into the next story. I am also using it because it is a amazing idea and am vary happy it was used. Author notes (1)Hello everyone, this is the author! I am here to clear up some stuff that I obviously explained stuff very badly Halfers are a unique race that are the inbetween of the races. they born as a mixture of two of the races, such as unicorn and pegasus. All halfers have a secondary form which only lets them be one race. this form is not unlike that of a changeling, and is their for them to use as a protective barrier and a disguise (back in the old days the halfers were considered mutants and experiments from drunk scientists). the bass cannon is an old idea the originated back in olden time, around the time the pony sisters came to the throne. It is a unique devise that takes heavy bass and condenses it into a more solid form. in more recent times the technology to develop such a devise has been lost. the magic to power such a devise is unique in that is has to come from a musically specialized and bass centered unicorn. Of the few unicorns that have such a magic only two of them have the talent and the passion to build such a devise (them being DJ-Pon3 and DJ-N3ON). However neither of them have yet to finish said devise. Regard each other know the other one, neither one of them do. obviously DJ-Pon3 has heard of DJ-N3ON (him being a famous canterlot DJ and all), but has only seen pictures of his halfer form, which what he uses when he is a DJ and not a pedestrian. so over all, neither one of them know the other. the weird dream chapter that I did was in fact a bit of a foreshadowing, however I did it to kind of through you of track. there is no way I am going to end this story that fast. I am sorry I haven't been able to push out that many chapters as of late, I recently changed schools and reconnected with some old friends. However now that I have someone pushing me to write (thats right djponyfl, I am looking at you) I will do my best to finish this up, and because I have other stories I have been meaning to work on such as families, the furry heart of a wolf.... whoops I let that out didn't I? well atleat you know now that I WILL BE WRITING THE SEQUEL to that fantastic story, Howling For You. Hope to see you all soon! and be sure to leave a thumbs up for me for inspiration (apparently people have bad eye sight, and keep hitting the thumbs down button when I know they mean to hit the thumbs up button) Author's Note Sorry about this weird chapter, but I felt it necessary to get over with before we head into the next scene.
Sometimes family is worth fighting for (Re-edited)Sometimes family is worth fighting for (Re-edited) Night life in upper Canterlot is pretty dead for the most part. But tonight, that wasn't the case. The sound of hooves hitting stone echoed off the buildings as a lone unicorn ran full speed towards the station, five big cases floating behind him as he ran. This unicorn had a white coat, with a crazy mane of electric blue and dark blue. His cuitie mark was a record, marking him as a DJ. To complete the DJ persona, he wore big green tinted glasses. As the unicorn boarded the late night express he sighed, hoping that this wasn’t another dead end in his search. He walked around the car till he found an open room, which he preceded to move his huge cases into. Panting from his run, he settles into a seat. “I really need to lay off those sweets,” said the unicorn ”and it isn’t helpful that Ponyville supposedly has a store call Sugarcube corner either. Just the name it's self is making me gain weight.” He took off his signature green glasses and laid them down on his equipment. Right as the unicorn was about to drift into sleep in preparation for the long journey, two more ponies entered the car and walked into his compartment. “well assistant that was an ni-“ started the first of the two. He was a brown earth pony with even darker mane; his cutie mark was that of an hourglass. “I will be, it’s a unicorn!” he exclaimed and promptly fell onto the seat adjacent from the unicorn. He stared at him as if he was looking at the mare of his dreams. “How do you miss all of the other unicorns walking around canterlot?!” exclaimed the odd pony’s companion. She was a light grey Pegasus with the cutie mark of bubbles. Her eyes could not focus on a single spot but made it clear she was looking at the earth pony. “There was other unicorns walking around?!?! Why did you not alert me assistant?” the odd brown pony exclaimed. “Oh, I am sorry, where are my manners, I am called Dr. Hooves and this is my assistant, who you may call Derpy.” “For the last time, my name isn’t assistant or Derpy, it is Ditzy, Ditzy Doo!” Ditzy retorted. “And you are?” questioned Dr. Hooves. “I am know by many names, but you can call me DJ N3ON.” replied the unicorn. "DJ, fascinating, that must mean that complex sound wave science must exist here, even though they don't have electricity..." the doctor murmured to himself. "WAIT, YOU'RE DJ N3ON!?!?!?!?!" Ditzy exclaimed excitedly, her wings flapping animatedly, displaying her enthusiasm. Then realizing how loudly she exclaimed that said, "Sorry... I am just a big fan." "It's ok, I am use to it." N3ON replies. "Wait, you're a Canterlot DJ, what are you doing on a train to ponyville?" "I am looking for a old family member of mine. “And how are they related to you?” “She is my sister. But I don't know who she is or what she looks or sounds like.” "Do you atleast know her name?" "I have only heard of her in my dreams but I have one name to go off of. 'Scratch.' " DJ N3ON got no sleep on the way to ponyville due to the strange pony’s questions about what it is like being a unicorn. When the train arrived it was about 2 o’clock and the unicorn was getting more and more tired by the minute. He picked up a slip of paper from his saddle bag with his magic and read the address hastily scribbled on it. He started wandering through the streets in order to find the house when he promptly ran into somepony. He looked up and saw a pink earth pony bouncing up and down in glee, her mane and tail following her like springs. “omygoshomygoshomygosh, a new pony!” The pink pony was about to explode in excitement but then calmed down a bit when she saw who it was. “What are you doing out so late DJ PON-3?” “Who is DJ PON-3?” Inquired N3ON in confusion. “Well you silly! I like the new glasses by the way!” said the pink pony as she bounced away, a trail of confetti following her. “I wonder what that was about,” said the unicorn, confusion written all over his face. He turned around, not looking where he was going, and crashed into yet another pony. This one was purple unicorn with a dark blue mane with purple highlights in it. “Sorry about that, by the way did you see which way pinky pie went?” Asked the unicorn “Pinkie Pie?” “O I am sorry I mistook you for some one else. A pink pony about neigh high, very bubbly.” said the unicorn after a double take. “Ah, yes. she went that way,” the unicorn pointed in the direction that “Pinky Pie” went. “By the way, could you point me in the direction of this address?” he showed the purple unicorn the address. “yes, but why do you want the directions to Octavia’s house?” inquired the unicorn. “I am looking for somepony. Octavia and I are old friends and she invited me to stay with her while I look here .” “Oh, well if you need help, I am always available. Name is Twilight Sparkle and I live in the library. Octavia is that direction.” Said the unicorn pointing towards a residential looking area. DJ N3ON nodded dumbly as he realized he had just talked to Equestria's newest princess. As the purple unicorn ran away she said something that made the DJ pause for a second: “look out for her roommate though, she makes quite the racket!”
Old MemoriesAs the unicorn approached the front door wearily he had second thoughts: ‘I wonder if Octavia will even remember me?’ he rank the doorbell without even thinking about it. the door open and a grey earth pony with half awake look peered out. She soon as she saw the unicorn, she woke up and ran up to hug him. “Mix! How are you? Come inside.” Octavia welcomed him in. “I knew you were coming to visit but not so suddenly. What have you been up to?” “I could be better, could be worse. Recently I've been searching Equestria for somepony, and at the moment the trail has gone cold here, so I came to check it out.” Replied the unicorn taking up the surroundings. He then noticed how heavy his eye lids were. “If you don’t mind I didn’t get much sleep on the train ride. Would you be so kind as to show me where I could set all this stuff down.” He nodded to various luggage he had. “Of course, sorry about that.” And with that she led her old friend up the stairs and nodded to the door farthest from the end of the hallway. “thank you, see you in the morning.” And started moving stuff down the hallway. However half way down he heard something familiar. To his left was a door that was slightly ajar. He put his ear up to the door frame and hear faint dubtrot. 'Octavia’s roommate I presume. It is weird that Octavia would have a roommate with that sense of music, but then I'm one to talk.. And resumed his work. After he finished moving all he luggage into the guest room he put on some techno to help him sleep. But he found he didn’t need it as he fell fast asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He soon fell into the reoccurring dream that prompted the start of this goose chase of his. - - - “Are thou sure about this ?” asked the first voice. “yes, scratch hath too little years to remember but mix might. This be the only way we can protect them. ” responded the second voice. "I will cast the spell so he won't remember." continued the first voice, “ but I am still not sure. What happens if they find out?” “then we come to save them.” “what happens if my sis-“ “shush, I think I hear her now” a couple of moments of silence, during which some heavy sounds are heard. “I still think this is a bad idea, we should just come out. That way there won’t be any problems.” The first voice said after the noise subsided. “Look , we hath little we can do at this point.” “ok, sneak them out during the changing of the guard." “See you soon, Luna” said the second voice as the dream faded away.
a breakfast missed placedQuick note:there is something in here that is a reference to the sequel(second book in this universe) to this story. so just incase you were wondering. Vinyl Scratch woke up, rolled out of bed, hit the floor, and immediately regretted the decision. She had a pounding headache, which was the result of one of pinky pie’s crazy parties last night. She slowly stood up and turned off her music, and then pressed the stop button again. It was after the third time that she finally realized that the slightly softer music was coming from the guest room. She put on her iconic magenta glasses and walked down the hallway. She listened for a moment before peering in. she saw two things that prompted her not to look any closer. The first thing that struck her was the cutie mark of this mysterious pony. It was a vinyl record surrounded by a sea of white. The second thing was her glasses, or rather glasses that were identical to her’s except they were green. She decided not to tempt fate and walked down stairs. She was about to start making breakfast when she realized there weren’t any clean dishes. So she loaded her custom made dishwasher. As the cycle started she loaded her IPhone into its slot and the dubtrot dishwasher started cleaning with heavy “wubs.” The sound permeated the floor and found it’s way into N3ON’s dream, creating the footstep sounds. “O buck! I need some new cables and it is already 12 O’clock!” Scratch said as she glanced at the clock. After the dishwasher was done, Scratch proceeded to create two breakfasts, one for herself and another she intended for Octavia. She set Octavia's meal on the table and ran out the door holding hers. N3ON woke up and stumbled down the stairs. Sad that he had another one of the mysterious dreams yet still hadn’t found the answer to his question: Who is this Scratch pony? He suddenly was greeted by a wonderful smelling breakfast. He climbed onto a chair a proceeded to eat it, thinking that it was Octavia that had left it for him. “I should probably head to a record store, so as to get some money at gigs so I can rent a house while I am here searching for ‘Scratch.’“ said N3ON as she trotted out the door. Octavia woke up soon afterwards, ripped out of her sleep by the front door closing. She walked down the stairs to find… “Where’s my breakfast?” |O/| |[ _ ]| |O/| As N3ON walked around PonyVille, he was constantly confused. The locals looked at him with both looks of admiration and hate. He also still didn’t know the layout of the town and found himself eternally lost. After walking in circles he found himself at the doorstep of a tree house like building. She knocked on the front door, which was promptly opened. Inside the doorway was a tired looking purple dragon with green spikes. “O- Hi there Vinyl, let me get Twilight.” Said the dragon. he turned around and walked inside and called up stairs, "Hay Twilight! Vinyl is here to talk to you!" "how do you know my-" N3ON started but never got to finish as Twilight came down the stairs. "Hi erm-" Twilight looked at the cutie mark of the unicorn "a- N3ON, what brings you around here, you don't strike me as the bookish type." "A yes I was hoping you could point me in he direction of a music supply store, could you?" "Is that really all you came here for?" Twilight asked, noticing a glint of a question in N3ON's eyes. "acually could you also tell me why everyone keeps thinking my name is DJ Pon-3?" "you look like her. and know good luck with lyra." and with that N3ON's vision swirled. when it came back she was in a shop full of various music equipment. "can I help you Scratch?" N3ON wirled about to find a lime green unicorn staring at him. she sniffed the air and went wide eyed, "Also why do smell like human artifacts?!?!?"
Just a dream?please stay with me for a while, I am fairly sure I know where this story is taking me, just hold on. there are probably atleast 2 more chapters till the second part starts. |O/| |[_]| |O/| N3ON woke up from the dream, unsure what just happened. he had just woke up from the strangest dream. he imagined he had finally meet the unicorn of his dreams but it was just that, a dream. the strangest part of it was he was a mare and knew himself by a different name. and yet it was all so familiar. he heard a pounding on his door, soon followed by a voice. "breakfast is ready Mix. come down and get it." he heard octavia call through the closed door. Mix climbed out of bed and lazily made his way down the stairs. he at down and ate breakfast quietly and made his way out the door, completely disregarding Octavia. he walked through town till he reached a building he had recently seen in his dreams. he opened the door to the music shop and walked straight to the record section. After picking some records and bought them he waited in the store, hoping his dream last night was a foreboding of events to come. after 3 hours he was kicked out of the store by a mare version of the stallion manning the store in his vision. he noticed with a inner grin that she acted just like he had in his dream. he was so crestfallen that he almost turned around and headed back to his room but had a idea pop into his head. he realized there was someone who could finally help him. he walked a straight path to the library and pounded on the door. after having the events of the dragon replay infront of him, he finally asked Twilight. "Twilight, I need you to search my mind for something." N3ON asked sheepishly. he was afraid of what she might say. "what?!?!" Twilight responded, a crazy look in her eyes, as if he had just asked her to marry him. "Why would I do that, and more importantly, why so you want me to do it?" "I want you to find my sister." he answered dully. Twilight looked afraid to do it but she light up her horn and touched it to his forehead. "humm, this is interesting." this made Mix cringe, this is something you do not want to be hearing during a spell like this. "there appears to be a spell holding me back, though it should be easy to break up." after a few seconds Twilight gasped yet held her concentration. "this is a powerful spell, the strength is that of a princess." after a couple more seconds she finally talked "I am almost through, ther-" she was cut off by a blast eminating from where Twilight's horn met N3ON's forehead. this blast knocked them both to the ends of the room and caused them to become unconscious. as N3ON lost grip he heard one thing escape Twilight's lips: "No bucking way..."
"You've got mail!"Luna was resting on her bed reading a story that she picked up from the archives when something glowed in the corner of her vision. She put down the book at stood up. "That can't be good." Luna remark as she noticed where the glowing was coming from. It was emanating from behind a door to a closet that held special stones. She stepped up to the door mark 'alert stones'. she opened the door to search the stones, trying to find the alert. After her search not finding the stone she looked around to make sure no one was watching, opened a hidden panel and gasped. the hidden chamber held one stone, and it was glowing. "No, it can't be!" she closed both doors and ran to her rooms front door. after opening it the she asked the guards " I want you two to find night light, right now!" "But your princess," the guards started, "he quite the guard 15 years ago!" "I don't care if you have to flip all of canter lot over, just find him and bring him to me!" the guards, not wanting to incure her wrath, sped up to find the retired unicorn. "I pray that this is just a false alarm, for if it isn't all of equestria could fall apart."
The true N3ONMix woke up, opened his eyes, and instantly regretted it. The light from the ceiling over head was blinding. Wait, ceiling? He cracked his eyes and realized that first: he was on his back, second: his glasses were missing, and third: his head hurt. The DJ felt around with his magic and upon finding his glasses, put them on. He slowly sat up, and remembered why he was laying on the ground. He was blasted back from the spell. Looking around he noticed he wasn't the only thing effected from the backfire of the spell. He spotted Spike attempting to put the books back on the shelfs and Twilight running around the library, glancing at books left and right, as if trying to find a password in the lines of text in the various books held in her grasp. N3ON slowly stood up and walked out the door, trying to not disturb her. He was almost at the door when he heard Twilight speak. "Aha! Here we are it...never mind" she said. N3ON was afraid to ask what she was looking for and decided to walk around town. He got of the library in fairly easy fashion, and without being noticed by the librarian or her assistant. he got about 20 feet away from the door before hearing a earth rumbling sound. he looked around and saw a glow coming from the residential part of Ponyville. After 2 seconds there was a huge bang from the source and the sound and glow quit. "Thats strange," Mix said to himself "judging from the glow and the almost palpable sound waves, that was a bass cannon. However only I have the correct magic to build and operate such a device." He started to gallup to the source only to be caught in the crowds of the market. "I need to find the source of that!" he said in desperation. He looked for the easiest way through but found no way through. "It is like the only way to get through it to be a star...o no" he said. For the only way for him to get through is do to break his own rule: to never show your other self for any other reason other that being onstage or at a party. He knew he had to do it, so he looked for a ally way. Finding a dark one he galloped in. After making sure he couldn't be seen from outside the ally way, he began the transformation. His body started to glow neon colors as his hair and mane (and tail) changed colors. He felt a slight pain on his back as his wings came through. After that was done the glow faded. He looked over himself, making sure everything was how it was suppose to be. Walking out of the alley way, he elicited abuch of strange looks. Being a halfer* had its draw backs, such as weird looks. After turning on his ever famous "eternal" glowing bands around his legs he was ready. He was now the true DJ N3ON. He quickly galloped through the crowded market glad he now had a path through the crowd as ponies heard that the famous Canterlot DJ N3ON was in Ponyville and to make way for him. Author's Note sorry about taking so long to right this guys (and girls). I have been travailing with my family around Ireland and it has been hectic to say the least. Hopefully this chapter and the ones that follow will bring up my up votes (and my self-esteem:( *snifle*). *=a Halfer is a unique species in that they are not quite alicorns nor are they one race such as a unicorn. instead they are a mix between two of them. they are between as rare as a alicorn and a rainbow mane. the fact that DJ N3ON is a halfer got him a lot of attention on his rise to fame and makes him a very recognizable DJ, being the only DJ halfer. in this case Mix is a half of Pegasus and a half of a unicorn.
Let the Bass cannon...explode?This chapter dictated djponyfl and all those wonderful ponies that have stuck through this weird story. |o/| |[_]| |o/| Vinyl walked outside, and quickly being reminded that she did not have her glasses on, she put them on. She started to the music shop, but got a weird vibe down her spine. Slowly turn towards the side of the house, She felt that she should try the cannon. Vinyl Scratch’s Bass Cannon was hidden in a shed behind the house. Because she could never get it to work properly, she never took it out. But today she felt that if she tried it, It would work. As she rounded the corner to the back, she faintly heard the front door open, then close, and simple wrote it off as Octavia going to rehearsal. It didn’t occur to her that today was a Sunday and she doesn’t have rehearsal today. As the shed crept into view, Vinyl cringed. The shed has fallen into crazy disrepair, she though, the shed in question was a hastily build structure that had a liste to the right side so bad that it looked like it would fall over any day. She opened the door, which was an entire side of the shed, and gazed at her baby. The cannon was a cube that was 1 meter on all sides. It had four speakers on one side and on top were the controls for it. On the sides were various phrases that people had written, such as Let the bass cannon kick it and Bass or Bust. On the back The Bass Cannon Mk VI was printed. The DJ pulled it out into the open and wheeled it around the front of the house. Being cautious to not run any one over, she wheeled it to the center of the street. She tipped it up so the speakers was face towards the sky, because who wants about a thousand htz worth of bass blasted in you face in the morning? Once Vinyl had it correctly positioned, she tried to remember how to power the cannon. It had been 4 months since she last brought the cannon out and at least a 8 months since she worked with it. As she pondered her conundrum, Octavia walked out of the house. Vinyl was too deep in thought to even realize that Octavia was the second pony out the door. "Vinyl honey, what are you doing?" Octavia asked "I had the feeling that today would be the day I finally get my bass cannon to work. The only problem is that I can't remember how to power it." Vinyl wrote on the piece of paper she always had with her. "You don't remember how to power it? Honey, you use your magic to power it. That's why most ponies can't power it up. You must have really forgot this thing if you can't even remember how to power it. You need to direct you magic to the speakers in the front. Even I know that, and I am an earth pony!" Vinyl mimed what Octavia said as she powered up her cannon. she was about to fire it when Octavia said something. "Vinyl, I might know some one who could help you. He has the same type of magic as you specialize in. Come to think about it, you both have similar names and bodies. Vinyl, do yo... But Octavia never got to finish that thought, because Vinyl fired the cannon. It created a shock wave that went twenty feet out of the speakers and knocked open the door to both their house and the house across from them who was owned by the whooves family ( who were all out at the time of the event, thankfully). The cannon sent up a beam of solid wubs, which looks like blue lightning streaks. 'Yes, it is finally working!' Vinyl silently thought, looking up at the result of 20 years of turmoil. But as the infamous Murphy has said: " anything and everything that can go wrong, will go wrong." After three second Vinyl noticed something bad. The power meter on the consol was fluctuating madly. 'No, no, nonono' Vinyl thought in desperation. In a vain attempt to keep the machine running she poured all her power into the machine. Long story short, the cannon blew up and knocked the snow white DJ to the ground and rendered her unconscious. |O/| |[_]| |O/| Vinyl woke up 5 minutes later. She looked around and noticed two things, 1: she was in a 2 foot deep crater in the ground, 2: she saw pieces of cannon around her. 'Looks like mk. VII is coming sooner than I realized' she thought while picking up a piece of the former console. She heard a commotion to the side of the crater. She stood up and noticed a huge crowd of ponies around it, though two caught her attention. The first one was a gray mane and gray body 'good, Tavi is safe.' The second one was one that she never thought she would see in ponyville. It was a mane composed of oranges and a body of pitch black, and also noticed if was moving towards her at a vary fast pace. 'No, it can't be him! The one time I finally get to meet my idol face to face and I just destroyed part of the path, and presumable some vary expsive glasses and plates!' Octavia finally got to the edge of the crater and came in. "Vinyl! Are you hurt, are you bleeding or anything?" Octavia quickly questioned her. Vinyl nodded no to both of them and Octavia suddenly looked a lot more happy. "Ahem" a voice came from behind Octavia. It was a coarse yet kind voice, the kind you expect to hear from some singer in a boy band. Octavia turned around in surprise and smiled. "Vinyl, this is the pony I was talking about." Octavia stepped aside so that Vinyl could see. "Meet my life long friend from college, the famous DJ N3ON. Vinyl Scratch, meet Vinyl Mix." Author's Note One of the reasons this chapter is late is that I partaly wrote it on my IPhone. I am very very sorry this chapter has taken so long to write. It was such a pain because the musical I am apart of is almost opening and it is always hectic the last few weeks before it.
rhyming with cryingTwo siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. “I think she is having a nightmere, you might want to wake her up” said a low melodious voice. Two Vinyl reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past. Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of Vinyl! past. Two siblings- VINYL, WAKE UP!!! Vinyl woke up sweating, her mind reeling with a rhyme that was quickly fading from her mind. She brushed her hair aside to see a both worried and angry Octavia leaning infront of her head. “Buck.” was all Vinyl said before closing her eyes again. “Thank god, your ok” Octavia deadpanned, not abused at Vinyl’s expression of happiness. “You were tossing and turning like you had the horde of spiders from nightmare night on you.” “Well I had the strangest dream” Vinyl started, “I dreamt that I had tried to run the Bass cannon, it exploded in my face and I went unconscious. When I came too, you and my idol were next to each other like best friends. And that’s when I woke up.” Vinyl decided to leave out the part about the rhyme, because she thought it was unimportant. “Vinyl, I hate to tell you this, but that wasn’t a dream.” Octavia stated as calmly as possible as she held up the main subwoofer, ripped to shreds, of the recently departed Bass Cannon. All Vinyl could do was gap at the speaker, tears starting to form in her eyes. She grabbed the woofer with her magic and levitated it closer to her body, not wanting to get out of bed in fear of falling down. Her grasp on the speaker was weak and as a result it was shaking in time with her head. Hot-tears ran down her face. After a minute of her staring and the sound of her sobs, she gripped in a death hug to her chest. “t-t-this is all that is left of it?” She finally started to talk shakily. ”I-I made every piece of the cannon myself. This one think cost be 100,000 bits and 4 years to make just the sub into to what it is today, well what it was to-“ Vinyl’s voice faltered and she broke out into open crying. “Shhh- hush now Vinyl. We can make a new one, together.” “It just won’t be the same Tavi, I poured my life, my soul, into building this thing. Ten who-ten whole years of work, and I destroy everything in one day.” Vinyl kept on crying. Octavia wasn’t sure of what to do. She had never seen Vinyl this distressed before. She usually cried anything off in 2 and a half minutes at max. She was already at four and showing no sign of stopping. Octavia realizing the only thing she could do for Vinyl, started to sing. “Hush now quiet now, it’s time to settle down. Hush now quiet now, Vinyl rest your head. It’s been a long day, wipe your cares off, and sleep the worries awayyyy” She looked at Vinyl, who had fallen asleep, the mangled speaker still in her death grip. “Sleep well” Octavia remarked as she kissed Vinyl on the forehead, turned off the lights and closed the door behind her. Vinyl Mix was worried. He had just carried the body of Octavia’s wife/girlfriend up the stairs, seen the aftermath of a bass cannon blow up, and to top it off, word had gotten out that DJ N3ON was in ponyville, so of course reporters started to flock to the town. He had just barely closed all the blinds before waves upon waves of reported flooded the street, asking everyone if they knew where he went or why he is here. Luckily no one paid attention to which house he went into. Also few ponies knew of him because the town of ponyville had it’s own premier DJ that everyone adored. One of these days he must meet this “DJ Pony” everyone keeps raving about. He heard a sound and turned to see Octavia trotting down the stairs. A look of relief washed over his face. He heard the crying and thought something bad happened. “Is she ok?” Mix asked, following Octavia into her kitchen. “She is ok, though I am fairly certain her cannon exploding very well” Octavia said while pouring her and Mix cups of coffee. “I am going to have to agree with you on that.” Mix conceded while grabbing a seat at the table and taking a sip. “So, what is your betroved’s name anyway?” he asked in-between sips. “Her name is V-“ Octavia started but got interrupted by the doorbell ringing. “One sec.” Octavia got up and went to the door. Upon opening it she found reports lining up at her door. “Have you seen this Halfer?” said one of the reporters in a sweat voice that made him sound like he was losing his patience. He showed her a picture of DJ N3ON. “Why yes, I have” Octavia said, thinking she could throw them for a loop. “Really, where?!?!” the reporter said, suddenly really happy. “I believe I saw her going to the train station, saying something about Appaloosa.” And with that simple sentence all the reporters disappeared in a flash. Octavia simply closed the door with a evil grin on her face. “Who was that?” Mix asked as Octavia sat back down. “There are reporters swarming the streets, who do you think? Don’t worry though I sent them for a loop.” “How far did you send them?” “Appaloosa” Vinyl said nothing, but the evil grin on her face that rivaled even Octavia’s said everything. “I forgot how much of a trickster you are.” “Oh right, as I was saying her name is Vinyl Scratch.” “Huh. That sound familiar, but where have I heard that name before?” Mix asked as he took a sip from his cup, right before he did a spit take,” WAIT A MINUTE. THAT’S MY NAME!” Author's Note Sorry to keep you all waiting, I have been waiting for a point in time where this is all I could do, and that happened to be on the plane trip to SoCal. You all can expect more chapters in the coming weeks while I am in Japan, and yes I am going to be keeping a running blog about said trip, go check it out. If you are wondering why Mix didn't know the name of Vinyl Scratch, it is because he just arrived AFTER Octavia said their full names, just for clarification, and Vinyl Scratch just regained her mind. Yes the raving pun was intended. Incase you are wondering, this was suppose to be a sad chapter, at least at the beginning of it. If you are crying and or were from this chapter, point to me. If not, let me know how I could improve my writing on how to move thy soul (Luna is best pony). When it came to writing this entire chapter I had one thing running though my head: I need to get the story line rolling. I really didn’t care about editing or length, I am trying to work on my quality. Remember, Faust didn’t make Equestria in one day. Please, as always, if you find any typos or editing errors, let me know below
OMYGISHOMYGOSH A NEW PONY!!! (Re-edited)DJ N3ON got no sleep on the way to ponyville due to the strange pony’s questions about what it is like being a unicorn. When the train arrived it was about 2 o’clock and the unicorn was getting more and more tired by the minute. He picked up a slip of paper from his saddle bag with his magic and read the address hastily scribbled on it. He started wandering through the streets in order to find the house when he promptly ran into somepony. He looked up and saw a pink earth pony bouncing up and down in glee, her mane and tail following her like springs. “omygoshomygoshomygosh, a new pony!” The pink pony was about to explode in excitement but then calmed down a bit when she saw who it was. “What are you doing out so late DJ PON-3?” “Who is DJ PON-3?” Inquired N3ON in confusion. “Well you silly! I like the new glasses by the way!” said the pink pony as she bounced away, a trail of confetti following her. “I wonder what that was about,” said the unicorn, confusion written all over his face. He turned around, not looking where he was going, and crashed into yet another pony. This one was purple unicorn with a dark blue mane with purple highlights in it. “Sorry about that, by the way did you see which way pinky pie went?” Asked the unicorn “Pinky Pie?” “O I am sorry I mistook you for some one else. A pink pony about neigh high, very bubbly.” said the unicorn after a double take. “Ah, yes. she went that way,” the unicorn pointed in the direction that “Pinky Pie” went. “By the way, could you point me in the direction of this address?” he showed the purple unicorn the address. “yes, but why do you want the directions to Octavia’s house?” inquired the unicorn. “I am looking for somepony. Octavia and I are old friends and she invited me to stay with her while I look here .” “Oh, well if you need help, I am always available. Name is Twilight Sparkle and I live in the library. Octavia is that direction.” Said the unicorn pointing towards a residential looking area. DJ N3ON nodded dumbly as he realized he had just talked to Equestria's newest princess. As the purple unicorn ran away she said something that made the DJ pause for a second: “look out for her roommate though, she makes quite the racket!”
Lyra the LiarAgain i am going to say that the begining of this story contains cliffhangers for the next story. And no the gender swapping was on purpose, it will make sense later. "Exuse me!!" replied N3ON. she was very confused, nobody was aware of Digital Magic's secret! it might just be that he could tell from the way she talked, she had accedentally picked up his way of talking. He now noticed that this pony was sitting like DM does when he isn't paying attention, she will have to mention this to Digi. "Umm what's a human?" She lied. "Ok, sorry automatic reflex" he said wearily. "Any how, what do you want Record?" Mix could practically see the loathing coming off this mare. She internally sighed, happy that the situation had been diffused. "How do you know me?" "every one knows your name." at this Mix shook his head back and forth to try and get a grip on his mind "Now then I will say this once more, what do you want Record Itch." Mix's head imploded at that, he knew her sopposed brother. "Umm, where do you keep the records?" the unicorn dully pointed to a corner of the story. he had the look of bordem that said why-are-you-asking-me-this-you-know-where-they-are. "Do you have amnisia or what, you never seem this out of it." she turned around to try and find who spoke this. she spotted a pink pony. what was her name, o ya! its bubble berry....o clop. "Hi Itch, still loving your new glasses!" Bubble stated, waked up to the mare in question. "You know you shouldn't hide your cutie mark just to be disguised in public." "umm bubble, I think she is also using the glasses as a disguise. " the stallion behind the counter said. Pinkie moved to her cutie mark, and started to scratch it, as if it was a sticker. N3ON jumped away quickly "What was that for?" N3ON said in haste, quite embarrassed at that procession. "You should also not use a fake voice, it sounds nothing like a real smooth mare. through I must complement on the fake cutie mark!" at this Mix turned around and started to pay attention to the records in front of her, indignant that he would comment on her voice. She ignoring the other pony's conversation till she heard somthing life changing "Hi Record Itch, weren't y..." the unicorn at the counter started to say to the new unicorn entering the story. midway through it she turned to the record section to see the same unicorn starting to turn around. N3ON turned around to find herself staring right back at her. "Who are you!?!?" the siblings said to each other in perfect sync. |O/| |[_]| |O/| BTW I do not own any rights of on a cross and arrow, however I am using it as it fits into the next story. I am also using it because it is a amazing idea and am vary happy it was used.
Author notes (1)Hello everyone, this is the author! I am here to clear up some stuff that I obviously explained stuff very badly Halfers are a unique race that are the inbetween of the races. they born as a mixture of two of the races, such as unicorn and pegasus. All halfers have a secondary form which only lets them be one race. this form is not unlike that of a changeling, and is their for them to use as a protective barrier and a disguise (back in the old days the halfers were considered mutants and experiments from drunk scientists). the bass cannon is an old idea the originated back in olden time, around the time the pony sisters came to the throne. It is a unique devise that takes heavy bass and condenses it into a more solid form. in more recent times the technology to develop such a devise has been lost. the magic to power such a devise is unique in that is has to come from a musically specialized and bass centered unicorn. Of the few unicorns that have such a magic only two of them have the talent and the passion to build such a devise (them being DJ-Pon3 and DJ-N3ON). However neither of them have yet to finish said devise. Regard each other know the other one, neither one of them do. obviously DJ-Pon3 has heard of DJ-N3ON (him being a famous canterlot DJ and all), but has only seen pictures of his halfer form, which what he uses when he is a DJ and not a pedestrian. so over all, neither one of them know the other. the weird dream chapter that I did was in fact a bit of a foreshadowing, however I did it to kind of through you of track. there is no way I am going to end this story that fast. I am sorry I haven't been able to push out that many chapters as of late, I recently changed schools and reconnected with some old friends. However now that I have someone pushing me to write (thats right djponyfl, I am looking at you) I will do my best to finish this up, and because I have other stories I have been meaning to work on such as families, the furry heart of a wolf.... whoops I let that out didn't I? well atleat you know now that I WILL BE WRITING THE SEQUEL to that fantastic story, Howling For You. Hope to see you all soon! and be sure to leave a thumbs up for me for inspiration (apparently people have bad eye sight, and keep hitting the thumbs down button when I know they mean to hit the thumbs up button) Author's Note Sorry about this weird chapter, but I felt it necessary to get over with before we head into the next scene.
