A Different Kind of Music...

A Different Kind of Music...
Chapter 10
Spending Time Together…

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Fiddlesticks was staring at Octavia, her mouth opening and closing, producing no sound, as she tried to process what was said but still. Vinyl began looking worriedly from one sister to the other while a rather tense atmosphere started to build in the room. The fact that the two sisters were bound together rather firmly didn't seem to help the issue either.

“What… What do you mean, Octavia? Just a few days ago you didn't know you were a Fillyfooler, and now you're saying you have had fantasies about me?” Fiddlesticks asked in open astonishment tied together with an equal measure of disbelief. Octavia squirm quite a bit because of the attention she was now getting from Fiddlesticks and Vinyl.

“Look, Fiddles, it's not like you think, really; and I thought you did too...” Octavia protested meekly.

“Why would you think I had thought about your flank?” Fiddlesticks asked, in more shock than before, then she cringed a bit. “Except of course for me inadvertently spying on you and Vinyl just the other day... never mind...”

“Oh come on Fiddle, what’s the problem? I think about Octavia’s sexy butt all the time.” Both sisters shot Vinyl a deadpan look. “Right, shutting up.”

“Don't you remember? It was the first time we went to summer camp with the Equestrian Filly Scouts. That older filly showed us some new things at that secret meeting in the forest. Ohhh… what was her name again? Sweet Laps? No… Full Stacks? No… Oh yes! Firm Straps!” Octavia exclaimed happily.

“If you have forgotten about it, then let me remind you,” Octavia said with a smirk before bopping Fiddlesticks on the nose. “It was our first Filly Scout camping trip? The one we had to beg mother to let us go on?” Fiddle looked thoughtful for a moment before her cheeks flushed red.

“Ha! You do remember!” Octavia looked back to Vinyl with a grin.“See, when we were in the Filly Scouts we had an unorthodox lesson about sex and pleasuring oneself-” Octavia was cut off mid sentence.

“Wait! They taught that in the Filly Scouts?!” Vinyl shouted with a slack jawed expression before she got a very faraway look in her eyes.

“Damn… I missed out, didn’t I?” Vinyl whispered to herself. Although, she couldn’t remember ever having seen a Filly Scout with a sex badge on her vest. Plus, wouldn’t there be more parental outcries if that was the case? And definitely more volunteers. Wow, that’s a creepy thought… as if the scouts don’t have enough problems with those kinds of accusations already, Vinyl mused to herself.

Fiddlesticks had regained her composure, but still held a faint blush. “Well, it wasn't part of their regular curriculum. You see, there was a Senior Filly Scout named Firm Straps, and she and her fillyfriend snuck out into the forest one night and Octavia and I kind of… followed them…” Fiddlesticks said with a nervous grin.

“Oh, I think I can see where this is heading,” Vinyl Scratch said with a mischievous smile. “You two were just peeping Tom’s! Like a couple of Filly Scout perv’s. That expression ‘always ready’ just got a whole new meaning I’d say. How did the badge for that look, by the way?” Vinyl asked, chuckling.

Ignoring Vinyl’s comment, Fiddlesticks continued. “Well… As I was saying, it wasn't long before Octavia and I started to imitate what we saw Firm Straps and her fillyfriend do,” Fiddlesticks said before her eyes went wide. “Only to ourselves, though, and not each other! We never went down on each other!” Fiddlesticks affirmed.

“No, but I definitely thought about it that night, Fiddles. While I was doing it, I was actually fantasizing about the fact that it was you, that was, you know. Doing what Firm Straps filly friend was doing to her…” Octavia said, looking a bit scandalized. Fiddlesticks in the meanwhile ended up blushing just as much as, if not more than, Octavia did.

“Well…” Fiddlesticks began, “I was actually thinking about you that night as well. Neither one of us had ever clopped before, so it probably wasn't so strange that we fantasized about the one closest to us at the moment. We didn't know that it was supposedly taboo to do so, either,” Fiddles said as she looked up into the eyes of her sister, who was still very close to her at the moment… tied tightly together with her… at… the hips… near their very heated crotches…

Both Octavia and Fiddlesticks suddenly became very aware of their close proximity to each other, the way they were tied together with their legs crossing each other, and just how flustered they both were right then.

“Vinyl, dear… Could you please unstrap us?” Octavia asked cautiously.

“Yeah, sure,” Vinyl said as her horn flared up releasing the cables from the floor, which only managed to ensure that the now off-balance sisters immediately tumbled down still tied together.

They ended up in a tangled heap, both feeling their hind legs grind into their sister’s, at the moment, very wet slits. Both of them gasped loudly, as every movement they made sent unintended pleasure through their respective bodies.

“Oh, sorry about that. Just give me a second and I'll how have you both free again,” Vinyl chuckled, mostly thinking about the fact they had fallen over, and not the very compromising position they were now laying in. The moment the cables were off, Octavia and Fiddlesticks frantically disentangled themselves from each other, breathing heavily and blushing madly.

“So, what do you two want to do now?” Vinyl asked, preoccupied with curling up all the different cables into manageable bundles.

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“Okay, tell me again… How in Tartarus did we get roped into this?” Fiddlesticks asked Octavia, who was buttoning up the top of her filly scout outfit they had found in Photo Finish’s private studio wardrobe. There had been a surprising amount of quite frisky looking outfits in there as well, much friskier than three filly scout outfits.

“I honestly can’t tell you, Fiddle… All I remember is that one minute we're laughing, talking about the possibilities of perhaps taking some funny pictures in filly scout uniforms and the next second we're standing here in full costume…” Octavia answered, trying to recall how Vinyl had managed to make it all sounds so reasonable.

“Okay ladies! I've set up the camera to take a picture every ten seconds until it runs out of film! So all we have to do is take funny--” and sexy “--positions between each shot!” Vinyl yelled from where she stood behind the camera, checking that they were all going to be in the frame on top of the fake grass rug they had rolled out on the floor.

Vinyl Scratch smiled widely as she trotted over to Octavia and Fiddlesticks. She put a hoof on each of their shoulders and leaned in between them, grinning at the camera.

“Okay girls, cheesecake!” Vinyl exclaimed just before the multiple flashes in the room went off simultaneously. After the first shot was done, the three mares quickly stood up, and Octavia showed Vinyl how to make a passable filly scout’s salute. And as the next shot went off, the three mares stood in a line, grinning eagerly.

After almost half an hour of continuous giggles, and more and more provocative poses, the three mares finally ended up in a heap laughing after a photo where both Octavia and Fiddlesticks when kissing Vinyl on the opposite cheeks. As they finally calmed down, Vinyl gave both mares a loving huge.

“Man, I love you, Octy! You too, Fiddlesticks! I mean, you’re both so awesome and relaxed when it comes to us just hanging out like this. It’s just great,” Vinyl said with a happy sigh. Then, a bit reluctantly, she got up on all fours and headed to the camera to take out the last roll of film.

“Okay you two! It’s starting to get late, so we should probably get ready for dinner,” Vinyl said while took the last roll of film and put it in a box marked ‘develop’. When she turned back towards Octavia and Fiddlesticks, they were both leaning in towards each other, whispering. Raising an eyebrow, Vinyl walked back towards them.

“So what are you two whispering about?” Vinyl asked in a conspiratorial voice.

“Oh nothing… it’s just… Could maybe Fiddle and I have a little time alone? We need to discuss something about… the dinner… yes... the dinner,” Octavia said, looking back at Vinyl and smiling mischievously.

“You better not be having sexy talk without me, or my sexy sense will go tinging. But still, if you want to have a talk before dinner with your mum, it’s okay with me. I’ll be in my room taking a shower… a long, wet shower...” Vinyl said and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at Octavia. “You two remember how to get there from here?”

“Yes, that’s no problem. We’ll come over as soon as we finish talking,” Fiddlesticks answered back, thinking she knew what Octavia wanted to talk about and not looking forward to it at all.

“Okay, see you two later than,” Vinyl said with a nod and walked out of the photo studio. Vinyl was barely out of the door before Fiddlesticks turned towards Octavia who only held up a hoof for silence. A minute past.

“We’re not going to start talking until you go away, Vinyl!” Octavia called out.

“Oh, come on!” Vinyl called out from behind the door, which was still partly open. One more minute passed in silence.

“Fine! I’m going!” Vinyl exclaimed annoyedly and walked off, grumbling to herself.

“Okay, so… about Vinyl,” Octavia began hesitantly.

“It’s okay, Octy, I know what you going to say… and I’ll back off,” Fiddlesticks said, looking away from Octavia. “I really dont want to mess this up for you. Please understand I love you and I want you to be happy.”

“Well, actually… I’ve noticed both you and Vinyl seems to be getting rather close.” Octavia gave a sigh. “You are both looking at each other from time to time without really thinking about it, and it’s clear that the two of you find each other attractive.”

“Well that’s a given. Vinyl is attracted to you and I am more or less your mirror image. And, well…” She coughed into her hoof. “Vinyl is really easy on the eyes, I won’t lie about that,” Fiddlesticks said. “But I still don’t intend to step in between you two, I’ve still got Kazooie and I’m not giving up on him, even if we’re having a little trouble at the moment.”

“Thank you for saying that, Fiddles… It really means a lot. But what I wanted to say to you is that I have really enjoyed the time the three of us have spent together so far… It’s been a bit bumpy sure, but at the same time really fun and I love having you around, you know. So I might actually be cool with you giving her a surprise kiss every now and then, if you both want to that is… I know neither you nor Vinyl would ever hurt me knowingly,” Octavia said and put her right hoof across Fiddlesticks back.

“You… You really mean that sis? You would trust me that much?” Fiddlesticks wondered hopefully.

“Yeah… but only kissing for now okay. If I see you going down on her without my say so, I will send you both to Tartarus, ok? Oh, and make sure Kazooie don’t get any funny ideas in either one of his stallion heads about joining in on what we’ve got going here,” Octavia said with a raised eyebrow while she smiled back at Fiddlesticks.

“No problem, Sis. I’ll make sure he knows it’s a filly only herd, and that I’m only in on the teasing part of it. Besides, my main goal is still fixing things with Kazooie, after all. But it sure is nice feeling wanted again,” Fiddlesticks said, looking a bit thoughtful. “So, should we had back to Vinyl’s room now?” she wondered.

“Actually,” Octavia said looking back towards the camera, “I have a little idea on how to tell Vinyl we are both okay with her checking you out openly.”

“Really? Please do tell…” Fiddlesticks said teasingly as she followed her sister’s gaze.

Not ten minutes later two giggling, and clearly flushed, mares walked out of the photo studio, having added one more roll of film for developing.

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When Photo Finish, tired and annoyed, walked into her sanctum not twenty minutes later, she flung herself down on her favourite chair behind her desk with a huff.

“Zupermodelz! BHHHA! There is nothing zuper about them!” she cried out, letting her pent-up frustration of not being able to take that perfect picture this day finally come out. As she always did when she felt like this, Photo Finish looked up at the wall opposite of her, where a very big picture of a yellow coated Pegasus with a pink mane and tail hung in a place of honour. With a soft whining sound, Photo Finish placed her head onto her front hooves as she looked up at her favourite model.

“Oh, Flutterzhy… can you zee what you left me to work with?! Why did you have to leave me my preciouz darling?” Photo Finish wailed dramatically, before abruptly stopping when she noticed something that hadn’t been on her desk before.

“What’z thiz? I’m pretty zure I developed all the filmz from earlier…” Photo Finish wondered out loud.

“Impeccable!” Photo cried out while she scooped up the new films in the to develop box.

“Yes, madam,” Impeccable’s calm voice said from beside Photo Finish, even though he had not been standing there a second earlier.

“What iz thiz? Thiz waz definitely empty when I left earlier,” Photo Finish asked, gesturing to the now clearly not empty box

“I believe Miss Vinyl and her friends were in here earlier. Mayhap they are pictures of the lovely trio,” Impeccable answered. After hearing this, Photo Finish’s face shone up considerably.

“Oh marvellouz! I’ll have to develop them immediately! Inform me when Mizz Lyrica arrivez,” Photo Finish ordered Impeccable.

“Very well, madam. I will inform Vinyl and company that the dinner will be informal, since there will be no time for dressing up after you’ve developed the films, madam,” Impeccable swiftly informed her.

“Yez, yez! That’z all very well and zo on! Now away with you, my good stallion! I need to ztart da magicz!” Photo Finish exclaimed and disappeared into the darkroom with a flurry.

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Syvvak - pre-reader/editor
Mikemeiers - pre-reader/editor
Fox-Sama - AKA flowmaster