A Different Kind of Music...
Chapter 2
I Forgot About That...

Octavia trotted into the spacious kitchen to find Vinyl rummaging through the cupboards. It had taken Vinyl all of three minutes to get herself ready for a new day. All she had really done was dry herself off with a towel before she walked out of the bathroom, saying something about getting started on breakfast. Octavia had spent quite a bit more time getting ready. Partly because she had a long, flowing mane instead of short and spiky one, but mostly because she was an earth pony, so it just took longer for her to do things naturally than it did with magic. She continued to study Vinyl who, at this point, had crawled more than half way into the cupboard she was exploring.

“Do you need help with anything, dear?” Octavia asked.

“Yeah! Where's the coffee?” Vinyl wondered.

“Coffee? I don't have any coffee, it's so revolting…,” Octavia said, scrunching up her nose a bit at the thought of the black brew. Vinyl went completely still, before she stiffly turned towards Octavia. The look on her face was like she had been told night is day, and up was down.

“You don't have coffee?” Vinyl said a light hint of panic in her voice.

“No, But I have a wide assortment of lovely teas you can try, my dear.” Octavia said with a pleasant smile. Vinyl just looked at her for a few seconds, before heading past her and out of the kitchen leaving a lovely breakfast spread out on the table.

“I need coffee. Is there a café nearby?” Was all Vinyl said as she passed Octavia.

“Oh, come on dear. Surely you can make due for one morning? I have a lovely mint tea you're sure to like.” Octavia said, hoping the two of them could continue with their, so far, perfect morning. Vinyl turned around with a raised eyebrow.

“Mint tea? Right… I don't think so, foxy,” Vinyl uttered, at the same time as a loud knocking was heard from the front door. Now it was Octavia who had a perplexed look on her face.

“Oh, who could that be?” she wondered aloud, a bit annoyed, as she trotted past Vinyl, towards the door. Octavia opened it only to freeze where she stood, and then she slammed it shut, her eyes wide and heart pounding.

“Fiddlesticks!” She shrieked in alarm.

“Fiddlesticks? You actually use that lame curse word?” Vinyl said with a grin, thinking of all the new ones she could teach Octavia.

“What? No! Fiddlesticks is my sister.” Octavia said heatedly.

“You have a sister?” Vinyl said, surprised.

“Yes. We are twins and she is…”Octavia didn't get any further because of a loud banging on the door. Vinyl couldn't hear it though, since in her mind she was back in Octavia´s bed. Only this time, there were two Octavias on the bed with her, slowly and hungrily kissing their way up along her body.

“Oooh, if only…” Vinyl whispered hoarsely to herself.

“Octavia, what the hay is going on?!” Fiddlesticks called through the door.

“Oh nononono, she cannot find out about this!” Octavia once again shrieked.

“Find out about what? I can hear you through the door you know!” Fiddlesticks informed Octavia. Octavia's expression immediately grew even more panicked.

“Quickly! Teleport somewhere!” Octavia called over to Vinyl.

“What? I can’t teleport. And even if I could, I would need to see where I'm going or else I might end up fused together with the sidewalk, a wall or some random pony unlucky enough to be where I re-appear,” Vinyl said. Octavia was frantically looking around the room.

“The closet! Hide in the closet!” Octavia shrieked, gesturing towards frantically it with her hooves.

“Can still hear you over here!” Fiddlesticks called through the door again. Octavia finally slumped down, realizing there was no helping this. With a deep sigh, she turned around and opened the door again. Outside stood a very cross looking Fiddlesticks, who was now glaring at her sister.

“You better have a darn good explanation for…” Fiddlesticks stopped talking as her eyes fell upon Vinyl. Vinyl, for her part, was staring at what was more or less a mirror image of Octavia, the only difference being coloration, Fiddlesticks had a yellow coat with a dark blue mane and tail. Her eyes were light blue; they even had the same treble clef cutie mark, except that Fiddlestick's is light blue instead of Octavia´s purple. The biggest difference between them was, instead of Octavia´s trademark pink bowtie, Fiddlesticks had a white Stetson sitting on her head, and a red scarf tied around her neck.

“Well, hello there! You must be a new friend of Octavia´s. My name is Fiddlesticks. You have to excuse my somewhat unsisterly manners, but my dear sister here was supposed to meet me at the train station an hour ago, and then treat me to that brunch she promised,” Fiddlesticks said, looking sternly at Octavia.

“Ooh, I am so sorry Fiddles! I totally forgot you were coming today. I feel simply awful. Please, come in; we were just about to have breakfast,” Octavia said, ushering her sister through the door.

“You forgot? This was all your idea!” Fiddlesticks exclaimed, making Octavia wince a bit, and looking extremely sheepish while she rubbed a hoof behind her head.

“Yes… sorry… I was distracted…,” Octavia murmured.

“Nice to meet you, Fiddles! Name's Vinyl Scratch,” Vinyl introduced herself. Fiddlesticks smiled pleasantly at her.

“Well, Miss Scratch, it's a pleasure to meet you. Now, did you say something about breakfast dear sister, because I'm so ravenous I could eat an entire hay bale myself,” Fiddlesticks said as she walked past Octavia and Vinyl into the kitchen.

“Just call me Vinyl. No Miss or any such snooty stuff,” Vinyl told Fiddlesticks as she walked by.

“Oh, so you're a down-to-earth kind of pony. That's just wonderful. Octavia doesn't know too many of those… Actually, she doesn't know too many ponies at all,” Fiddlesticks said, covering her mouth with a hoof to suppress a giggle.

“Fiddles! Just because you're married into the biggest family in all of Equestria, that doesn't make you the Alicorn of friend making,” Octavia scoffed.

“Oh, don't be jealous sister. I'm sure you will find your special stallion someday. You just have to be patient,” Fiddlesticks said while she studied the breakfast laid out in front of her.

“Where is the coffee?” Fiddlesticks wondered. Octavia groaned.

“I don't drink Coffee, so I don't have any,” she muttered. Fiddles just gave her a blank stare, and then moved past the two mares in the doorway.

“Where are you going?” Octavia asked.

“Café. I need my morning coffee,” Fiddlesticks answered while she walked out the front door.

“I like her!” Vinyl stated happily.

“You don't think we could all…” She gestured towards the bedroom with her head. Octavia got a scandalized look across her reddening face when she understood what Vinyl was getting at.

“She's married! And into stallions!” Octavia shrieked. Instantly Vinyl burst out in a white smile.

“She's married and into stallions. If that's all that's stopping you foxy, I do know a mare that would most likely be up for it…” Vinyl said with an evil grin. Octavia's pupils shrank to dots, while her mouth tried to give an answer. Vinyl suddenly burst out laughing.

“Don't worry ,Octy! Just messing with ya. You should see the look on your face right now. Priceless,” She giggled. Octavia took a deep breath, and then shoved Vinyl away from herself.

“Your insufferable, you know that?” She asked. Vinyl couldn't stop giggling as she walked out the door.

“Where are you going?” Octavia asked.

“The Café to get coffee with Fiddles! Back in a minute!” Vinyl called from the hallway while she hurried after Fiddlesticks. Octavia sighed again before walking into the kitchen to set out another place at the table. When she was done, Octavia sat down, waiting for what was most definitely two of the biggest pains in her flank to come back and enjoy breakfast with her. Well… two biggest pains excluding her parent´s, that is.

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Thanks to ThatOnePony570 and Syvvak for the Pre-read/Edit

Author's Note

A short little chapter this time, but I'm already working on the next so don't you folks worry none!