Recollections

Vinyl felt the butterflies bounce off the interior of her stomach, seemingly multiplying while she waited for the anxious hour to arrive. She was at her friend Bon-Bon's house, who was hosting a certain pony while she was on her vacation. Vinyl had only seen this pony once, but that had been all she needed to know she had strong feelings towards this mare. The mare in question was an earth-pony that had black hair that favored one side of her head, lavender eyes that glowed brightly when looked into directly, and had an odd fashion sense, wearing only a collared bow tie that matched her storm cloud gray fur. The mare was a bit of a shy pony, never really talking unless it was absolutely necessary to respond, but she held an air of wisdom when she did answer. Vinyl had never held a full out conversation with this pony in person, only having met her at a party that Bon-Bon held a few months before. She had spoken with the pony though, but they were a bit tipsy when they had and Vinyl didn't really remember what all was said. What she did remember was the smell of the earth-pony's perfume as she walked past, the silent laughter she showed after hearing a joke, and Vinyl's own steadily increasing heartbeat when she made eye contact with the mare, making her blush uncontrollably...

Vinyl was roused from her daydream by yet another butterfly rousing from its slumber inside of her stomach. 'Why won't these damn things go away?’ she wondered. 'It's not like this pony is a stranger to me anymore. We always talk over text, so why should it be any harder to in person?'

Bon-Bon had given Vinyl the pony's number and her name, since Vinyl couldn't remember it due to her slight intoxication at the party. She said that the mare's name was Octavia, and she wanted Vinyl to text her that weekend if she had the time. Of course, Vinyl waited to receive the first text since she was scared to start the conversation, though she would never admit that to anypony. Octavia's message arrived that evening, and the two mares texted until midnight, promising to text again in the morning. Since then, they had spoken everyday from sunrise to sunset, consistently sending and receiving messages that increased their blossoming friendship. One day, Octavia sent a message that Vinyl would always remember as the greatest surprise ever.

'I'm coming to visit Ponyville soon! I'm so excited because that means I'll get to see you!' Octavia’s joy was shared by Vinyl, who had been itching to speak with the mare face-to-face for weeks. Vinyl was typing her reply when she received another message from her friend.

'May I ask you something personal? You don't have to answer if you don't want to.'

Vinyl scrunched her eyebrows at the curious text. 'I wonder what she wants to ask me,' she wondered. 'Oh crap,' her mind entered the gutter, 'what if she wants to know the size of my horn or something?!' Vinyl shook her head to disperse the thought. 'Don't be ridiculous. She probably just wants to ask about... About whatever she wants to ask you about. No need to get your mane in a twist.' Vinyl sent her response, which contained only one word.

'Sure.'

Vinyl knew how lame her response was, but it let her friend know she had permission to ask her question. The text arrived a second later.

'Do you like anypony?'

Vinyl's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't thought Octavia would ask THAT kind of personal question. Vinyl's breath quickened and perspiration started to appear on her hooves. It wasn't like it was the first time she had been asked this kind of question, it was that the answer of said question involved said pony. Vinyl didn't want to ruin their friendship by responding with such an awkward answer, but she couldn't lie to the mare she dreamt of nearly every night. She sat contemplating over how to respond when her phone vibrated, indicating Octavia had sent another text.

'I'm sorry if this is awkward, but I wanted to know because I think you're very cute and sweet.'

Vinyl's jaw dropped. Her friend had surprised her once again into a stunned, but very excited, state. 'If she thinks I'm cute,' she thought joyfully, 'that means she might like me, too!' Vinyl shivered with happiness. 'You have to play it cool, Vinyl,' she thought. 'Act like you knew she thought you were cute and tell her you think she's cute too.' Vinyl typed quickly and sent her response, remaining as cool as possible as anypony could be in this situation.

'Aww, really? I think you're cute, too! You're also beautiful, sweet, caring, funny, and smart and I love talking to you. And to answer your question, I really like you a lot :)'

Vinyl facehooved at her 'cool' answer. 'Great,' she thought. 'Now she's going to be creeped out and won't want to talk to me anymore.' Vinyl's worry steadily increased as she waited for her friend's response. As soon as her phone vibrated, she tore into the inbox and read hungrily.

'You made me blush :3 I was scared you might say somepony else because I really wanted you to say it was me and you did and now I’m so happy and I’m smiling a lot and it's because you like me and now I’m blabbering because I’m happy and I should probably calm down before I have a heart-attack...'

Vinyl could have jumped for joy if she hadn't been rereading the text over and over again. 'I can't believe it,' she thought quietly. 'Somepony I've had a crush on for months actually likes me back! Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!' Vinyl's brain felt like it was smiling and throwing a victory party for itself, making her dizzy and giddy at the same time. She reread the message for the umpteenth before she responded.

'I'm so happy! I've liked you since the party, but I thought I didn't have a chance and I was nervous to talk to you D:'

'Why didn't you think you had a chance with me?'

'Because you're so pretty and I’m so plain compared to you.'

'Don't be ridiculous, you're incredibly cute and I’m surprised you thought I was too pretty to like you XD I'm not that pretty.'

Vinyl laughed at her friend's modesty. Octavia was one of the most beautiful ponies she had ever seen, prettier than some of the celebrity mares she often daydreamed about in movies and on TV.

'Don't be so modest, you're incredibly pretty and I've never met anypony else as beautiful as you are. I'm the one who's not very pretty XP'

'Well thank you :) You shouldn't be modest either because you really are cuter and more caring and funnier than you think.'

'Aww, thank you :3'

The rest of the conversation was like this, both mares commenting on the positives of the other and pointing out the negatives of themselves. When they started falling inevitably asleep, Vinyl asked one last question before going to bed.

'How soon are you going to be visiting Ponyville? I never heard a date about when.'

'In one week on Friday. I can't wait to see you!'

'Where are you staying? Bon-Bon's?'

'Yeah, I’m going to be there all weekend. I'll ask her if it's ok if you come over to visit me.'

'All right. Well I’m falling asleep over here. I'll talk to you tomorrow if you want me to.'

'Of course! Why wouldn't I want you to talk to me? XD Anyways, goodnight and sweet dreams!'

The week had passed and had led to this moment, with Vinyl's butterflies seemingly reproducing at an impossible rate. 'Can't wait for Octavia to get here,' she thought. 'Then maybe these fucking butterflies will leave me alone.' Bon-Bon said that Octavia would be arriving any minute now, but that was an hour ago. Octavia's train must have had complications, being that she was already two hours past whenever she told Vinyl she would be in Ponyville. Bon-Bon and Vinyl had been waiting at the train station at the time, and both had become impatient. Bon-Bon was texting somepony though, so Vinyl was left to her own thoughts while she twiddled her hooves.

"Vinyl," Bon-Bon spoke suddenly, interrupting Vinyl's fidgeting. The white pony looked up at her friend’s face, which showed concern. "Do you want to go back to my house and wait? We both look like we need something to eat, and I think our stomachs would agree."

As if in reply, Vinyl's stomach protested loudly at the lack of food. Vinyl sighed, taking one last glance before responding.

"Sure. I guess her train is just being stupid."

While the two ponies walked home, Bon-Bon could hardly keep the broad smile that threatened to reveal itself to a deceptive frown. 'Oh Vinyl will be so surprised', she thought. 'I can't wait to see the look on her face when we open the door!' The pink and navy blue maned mare had received a text from Octavia about five minutes ago, and now she could hardly keep her excitement from bursting out. Vinyl, since she lacked the ability to read minds, remained unaware of her friend's jovial scheme. A short while later, the two mares found themselves in front of Bon-Bon's candy shop/office/home. As they neared the door, Vinyl stopped and looked pensively at nothing in particular. Bon-Bon was about to ask what was wrong (and was about to push Vinyl through the door so she could see her surprise), when Vinyl spoke up.

"Do you think I scared her off?"

Vinyl's voice cracked as she spoke, making it clear that there would be waterworks depending on Bon-Bon's answer. She sighed, mostly out of exasperation with the dj, but she put a reassuring hoof on the mare's shoulder.

"I don't know how you would have," she said seriously. "Maybe her train is just late. I'm sure you two will be talking face to face sooner than you think."

Bon-Bon spoke ironically, but Vinyl was too upset to notice.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just get so worked up about some things. Thank you."

The candy maker smiled at her friend, slightly mischievous.

"No problem," she grinned. "Now let's get inside so I can finish up this cupcake I've been saving."

Vinyl nodded her agreement, and went to open the door. As her hoof found the handle, however, it turned seemingly on its own and the door swung open, revealing a certain ash colored pony beaming in the doorway.

"Hello Vinyl!" Octavia squealed excitedly. "Are you surprised? I wanted to surprise you but I've never been good at surprises so I had Bon-Bon help me out by suggesting you should come home and eat while you waited and she wanted to tell you so badly and then you both arrived and now I'm babbling like a maniac-- are you alright?"

Vinyl's mouth tried to form words, but her voice seemed to have taken a vacation at the moment. All she could do was gape at the beauty that was Octavia; her mane styled majestically, her bowtie and white collar glowing of a fresh clean, and an enticing strawberry tone whispering from the soft gray fur that covered the mare's entire body. Vinyl flinched when a flash uttered from her left; Bon-Bon had found her camera in time to take a picture of the shell-shocked dj's face. Vinyl shook her head and recovered long enough to ask, "How did- how did you-"

Octavia grinned at the mare's obvious confusion.

"How did I get here?” she questioned.

The white unicorn nodded her head, still trying to get a hold on the situation. Octavia started to explain how she came to be there. Her train had arrived at a different station on the other side of Ponyville. It had arrived early, so she decided to surprise the dj at Bon-Bon's house. After sending a text to the candy maker explaining the situation, Octavia had arrived at the house 5 minutes before the two friends did. She had expected Vinyl would be down trodden while she and Bon-Bon made their way to the store, but she hoped that her surprise would make up for it.

Now, she was beginning to have second thoughts.

Octavia looked at her friend after she finished her story. 'Why isn't she saying anything,' she wondered, slightly worried. 'I mean, it wasn't that big of a surprise. Was it?' Her train of thought was broken and was stunned into silence and relief when Vinyl pulled the cellist into a heartfelt and longing embrace. She returned the gesture, feeling her fears dissipate into nothingness and allowing joy and happiness to share her being. The dj broke the embrace to bathe deeply into the gray mare's eyes.

"That," she started, "was so... Bucking... Awesome!" Vinyl's smile returned with a vengeance, covering half of her face. Octavia grinned back.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," the cellist said. "I was worried for a minute that I overdid it."

"No way!” the dj exclaimed. "I've never been a fan of being shocked into silence, but that was too perfect!"

Both ponies giggled at one another’s remarks, falling into a pleasantly awkward silence when they finished. They both looked like they wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't exit their minds. The silence was interrupted by Bon-Bon, joining them in the doorway with a massive rainbow colored cupcake that only Pinkie Pie could have made.

"Wow," the candy mare spoke through a mouth full of pastry. "I know Pinkie told me this cupcake was special, but I didn't believe it could compare to those toothpaste colored ones!" She looked inquisitively at both of the mares. "Are you two just going to stand out here or are you coming inside?"

The musicians looked at each other and back to Bon-Bon, shrugging in unison as they entered the house.

30 minutes later, the friends were walking to meet another mare named Lyra at the park. It wasn't any kind of secret that the lyre player had tugged at Bon-Bon's heartstrings, but the pair had tried to be discreet around other ponies that might disapprove of their relationship. When the trio arrived at the park and saw the musician sitting on the benches, Bon-Bon collided face first into the lyrist's own, which returned the passionate embrace. Octavia and Vinyl viewed the spectacle, both blushing feverishly and avoiding one another's gaze to hide their embarrassment.

Lyra and Bon-Bon finally separated, each panting from excitement and feeling light-headed. Lyra looked at the audience, raising a friendly eyebrow at her marefriend simultaneously.

"Aren't you going to introduce me to your friends, Bonnie?"

The candy mare flushed red as she started the introductions.

"Lyra, I'd like you to meet Vinyl," she gestured to the pale unicorn, "and her marefriend, Octavia."

Lyra smirked as the two mares started to trip over themselves, taken off guard by Bon-Bon's words.

"W-whoa there Bon-Bon," Vinyl stammered. "We're uh- we're not quite, uh..." Octavia came to her friends rescue.

"What she means is, we're not exactly dating," she finished. "Well, not yet at least." The cellist hid behind her mane to avoid Vinyl's eyes, who was still choking to get words out. Bon-Bon and Lyra watched the two mare's try and hide their discomfort, making the couple laugh hysterically.

"Hehe, they're too scared to admit it!" Lyra practically screeched in delight.

Bon-Bon glared at her marefriend. "Lyra! Remember your manners." Her expression softened. "Otherwise, I may have to punish you," she cooed seductively.

The lyrist grinned mischievously as she brought 'Bonnie' in for another round of affection. As the two mares continued to embrace, Vinyl's gaze wandered over to Octavia, who returned the gaze. Gathering her courage, the dj decided to make her move.

"So, do you want to walk around or something?” she suggested. "I mean, we could sit here and watch these two go at it all day if you like, but I'm starting to get bored." Vinyl grinned as the gray mare turned a deep red. Octavia smiled through her blush.

"Sounds good to me," she whispered.

Clouds had started to gather in the sky and many had a menacing look about them, as if threatening to rain. It had, in fact, started to sprinkle pleasantly, but it was far from a full out storm. The two musicians were trotting slowly, making small talk and cheesy jokes.

"How do you call a chicken?” Vinyl asked. Octavia brought a hoof to rub her chin while she thought.

"Hmm, I know the answer, it's just not coming to mind right now," she muttered. A moment later, the answer came to her. "Oh! Like this!" Octavia turned and started shouting 'Scootaloo!’, making Vinyl laugh uncontrollably. The cellist beamed at her success, then looked curiously as she watched the unicorn bend over to pick something from the grass.

"I know this is kind of lame," the dj grimaced. "But I wanted you to have this because, well, it honestly reminded me of you." In her hooves she held a small white flower, only a few centimeters tall, with a yellow center and purple tips on every petal. Octavia blushed as she beheld the small gift, and then remembered to respond.

"That's so sweet Vinyl," she started. "But I didn't get you anything. Hold on a moment." The cellist bent over and picked a flower that had red tips and a blue center, with white petals surrounding the exterior. "There," Octavia said triumphantly. "Now you have a flower to go with your beautiful eyes."

The musicians grinned sheepishly before averting their eyes to the ground, hiding their thoughts from the other's gaze. Thunder sounded nearby, making both mares jump and look around. Vinyl looked at Octavia and was about to ask a particular question when the ash colored mare spoke nervously, if not sounding downtrodden.

"I guess we should head back," she sounded unstable. "I don't want you to be caught in a storm on the way home." Vinyl felt her heart sink, feeling like her chance to show Octavia how much she cared for her was vanishing before she could take it. She felt like the world was slowly becoming darker (metaphorically and literally) as the clouds moved in for their onslaught. 'No,' her courage was returning to her. 'I will not let today end like this. It's either now or never.'

Octavia was thinking similar thoughts, and she surprised Vinyl with a question.

"Will you hug me?" The lavender-eyed mare looked deep into her friend’s almost-red eyes. The eyes smiled at the request, giving Octavia her answer. They hugged as the wind picked up and the thunder sounded, signaling the rainy barrage was about to ensue. The two mares almost separated, but Vinyl held the other pony in her hooves as she stared at the cellists beautiful face. She placed the flower in the gray ponies mane, making the earth-pony shiver at the soft touch.

"You know you're beautiful, don't you?” the dj asked. Octavia blushed and tried to hide behind her mane, but Vinyl put a hoof on her chin to lift it back up to face her own. With a determined tone, Vinyl spoke again.

"Look at me."

Octavia forced herself to hold back her embarrassment long enough to obey, staring into Vinyl's irises again. Both mares swam in the others eyes before they started to close the distance between one another. The wind and thunder and rustling leaves were creating a symphony of nature as the two mares neared their prize, making a tantalizing rhythm. The distance between lips closed, and the two mares embraced more passionately than anypony else in Equestria had ever seen. Their lips moved in perfect harmony, their tongues raveling and dancing in one another's mouths, their arms wrapping tighter around each other's waists. Butterfly kisses were established along the other's neck, making there way back to the lips that held the magic and mystery of the individual as they continued to embrace.

When they broke apart, they were both drenched in rain. Neither mare had noticed the cloud burst while they had completed their desires.

The cellist and the dj stared into one another's eyes again, each smiling shyly before they embraced once again, thunder sounding off in the distance...

A/N I was kind of nervous to write, this, but I'm glad I did in the end. Also, I know there's an argument over Vinyl's true eye color, so I put 'almost-red' in the story to show my neutrality on the topic. Cupcakes reference in the story, try and guess who the other victim was. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy it, but I will most likely be writing more crazy stuff in the future. Sadly, I've discovered I have a talent at making innocent stories into dementia infused horror clops. I don't clop personally.

I'll wrap this up with a thank you and that criticism is expected and welcome (as long as you're not a douche bag about it >:P)