Cousin Vinyl

“Oh its nothing special, just my BASS CANNON!”

Vinyl Scratch

Now I’d describe everything that had happened in that bedroom with me and my mare in very kinky, juicy, and saucy detail but I have standards and fear for the safety of me and the ever present omniverse; so instead I will just describe what happened after I awoke in Twilights library.

The first thing I noticed was that Pinkie Pie was laying on top of me, which I wouldn’t have minded if I hadn’t felt a sticky wet spot on my leg…Please let that be drool. I pushed her off of me and stood looking around the room, rubbing the sleep from my violet eyes and letting them adjust to the light of the room. It was dark (NO SHIT) and the mess of the previous day’s party had been cleaned up and everything was back in its rightful place.

I trotted around the library home of my youngest cousin and noticed one thing about it; it…was so…BUCKING BORING! Sure it’s probably around five in the morning, but would it kill innocent little no party Twilight Sparkle to get wasted once in a while and come home prancing around saying that she was now an alicorn princess, all the while pissing off a bunch of hairless apes who have been watching her life for the past three years!? IS THAT TO MUCH TO BUCKING ASK!

I was prepared to head back to my sleeping spot on the floor and wait till Twily wakes up when I saw something that literally caused my heart to melt out of my chest. There sleeping on top of the remnants of my half melted bass was my Cousin, a wrench, hammer, and various other tools scattered around her. She had been trying to fix my bass while I slept it was so sweet of her to do….even though she put the speakers where the extra subwoofer was supposed to go but who cares?! It’s the thought that counts by Luna’s glorious plot hole and I thought it was very thoughtful and sweet so you can go buck yourself!

I hefted Twilght onto my back and walked up to her room, placing her on the bed  as I magiked (that’s the real word don’t question me I’m a DJ) the blankets to life and tucked her in. After that mission had been accomplished I trotted down stairs and proceeded to continue what Twily had started with my bass.

Strewn around my fallen instrument of wubs were instruction manuals galore, most of them about the basic mechanics of a speaker and how to fix one, I was shocked to even see one that had on the title “how to fix a nearly melted bass and speaker for foals” like seriously? how many times did a pony have to melt a speaker to constitute writing such a book? discarding the manuals I began my work, because only nerds read the manuals.

The lucky part about this was that my bass was already half fixed, it wouldn’t have taken much for me to fix it anyway since complete spiritual incineration wasn't the worst thing that my speakers have to go through in their lifetimes, Old Wubsford the first, the speaker that I was currently working on, had been destroyed by Luna, Octavia, Rainbow Dash, Octavia, and Octavia and now Twilight more times than any of other speakers that I own combined. But the little bastard would survive time and time again so mama Vinyl can fix him up and he can continue on with his siblings in the orchestra of wubs that I play every night.

Time flew by ever so fast as I spent the rest of the night fixing Wubsford, by the time I had finished the sun was already peaking in through the window like Celestia peeks into the fridge when she thinks nopony is looking to snag a slice of cake. I stood on my hooves and observed my handy work, Wubsford was good as new and seemed to glow with an aura of awesome that no pony besides me could comprehend without the risk of your eyes melting from fear, awe and joy all at the same time.

I heard somepony coming down the stairs and turned to look, it was Spike, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he looked at me with a puzzled expression on his snout "Did you stay up all night?" he asked

"Yah, fixing up Wubsford here took a bit longer than I thought," I cracked the kinks out of my neck and continued "But its not big deal, staying up all night is easy when your a DJ."

Spike just shrugged "If you say so, I'm going to start breakfast would you like to help?" He inquired while he walked into the kitchen

I tapped my hoof to my chin as an Idea came to mind "Actually Spike, why don't I make breakfast, you go get some more sleep I'll wake everypony up when its ready ok?"

Spike looked unsure at first but he smiled and nodded walking back up stairs to his basket.

I turned and trotted to the kitchen using my magic to levitate everything I needed onto the table, Spike was probably the best cook in my family, he had learned from the castle staff at a young age after all how to cook. I once heard from Shining Armor that Twilight rules the library, but the Kitchen is Spike's.

With that in mind the one thing I noticed about the kitchen was that all of the ingredients were fresh, like I just got these yesterday night fresh. Spike doesn't fiddle around when it comes to cooking I guess.

I lit the stove, and began cooking away, I may not be Spike, but dating a Stalliongradi mare teaches you some things that not even a Canterlot raised dragon would know.

Now you might be thinking, why are you cooking food for your cousin who destroyed your speakers and crashed your party? well my dear trilobite, I threw that party without warning and caused Twily alot of unneeded stress, I know when to be nice OK?

With the food cooking and the tea brewing there was only one thing I needed to do, I began the trek upstairs, to wake up my cousin and -gulp- Apologize.