A Different Kind of Music...

A Different Kind of Music...
Chapter 3
Bad News...

Finally Octavia, Vinyl and Fiddlesticks were all seated at the breakfast table, Vinyl and Fiddlesticks each nursing a cup of joe, while Octavia happily whiffed at her own special blend of mint tea. Fiddles took a drink of her coffee, while carefully eyeing Octavia and Vinyl, who were both leaning in very closely towards each other.

“So, Vinyl, what do you do when you're not socializing with my sister?” she asked. Vinyl, who had been looking dreamily at Octavia from the corner of her eye, suddenly remembered there was somepony else at the table.

“Huu… what… Ohh… I'm a DJ! I rock out all over Canterlot, and Equestria for that matter. Perhaps you now my stage name, DJ Pon-3,” Vinyl said, grinning with pride.

“No, sorry. Can't say I do,” Fiddlesticks answered before taking a bite out of her daisy sandwich. Vinyl looked like somebody had just stolen her puppy.

“You're DJ Pon-3? You've got posters hanging all over Canterlot saying you are the new resident DJ at the new Club Fleur-de-Lis!” Octavia proclaimed.

“Yeah, I'm going to be when they reopen the club next week. Fleur-de-Lis was at one of my gigs a month ago in Trottingham and offered me the position of head DJ of Club Fleur-de-Lis on the spot,” Vinyl said proudly, tapping herself on her puffed up chest.

“So, that's big I'm guessing,” Fiddles stated.

“Yes, it is. Fleur-de-Lis bought old Club Canterlot a month ago. It will be reopened as Club Fleur-de-Lis next week, and will, without a doubt, be the most exclusive club in all of Equestria. Every DJ with a speck of talent wanted that gig, but since I'm the best, I got it,” Vinyl said smugly.

“It's more or less like me playing as lead cellist in the Canterlot Orchestra," Octavia said, before smiling at Vinyl. "And it also means you'll be staying permanently in Canterlot from now on.”

“Yes, more or less. I'll still have a few guest gigs every now and again around Equestria, both to promote myself and Club Fleur-de-Lis,” Vinyl said and wiggled her eyebrows.

“Yes, well, that all sounds lovely. I'm into country-western myself, so I don't really know a lot about the club scene in Canterlot,” Fiddlesticks commented as she finished the last of her coffee. She looked over at Vinyl, who still had almost all of her coffee left. The only thing she had been doing during breakfast so far was eyeing her sister. Octavia´s eyes seem to be sparkling a lot at the news that Vinyl was becoming a permanent resident of Canterlot, as well. Something was starting to click in the back of her mind, but she wasn't quite ready to face that openly.

“So… when did you to meet each other? It's been awhile since we saw each other Octavia, but still, I have never heard of your friendship with Vinyl before today,” Fiddlesticks innocently asked. Both Octavia and Vinyl squirmed a bit in their seats while they looked at each other. Finally, Vinyl raised an eyebrow at Octavia.

“It's your show Octy,” Vinyl informed her, while giving her a supportive smile. Octavia nodded, and then look squarely at Fiddlesticks.

“Vinyl isn't just my friend… We have kind of”-Octavia bit her lower lip before continuing-“fallen for each other,” she finally managed to say. Finally, all the little tell tales during the morning lined up before Fiddlesticks, and then her lower jaw hit the table.

“WHAT!!!” she shouted, causing both Octavia and Vinyl to cringe.

“What is with you two and crazy high volumes in the morning…” Vinyl muttered while rubbing her left ear, which had been turned towards Fiddlesticks at that moment.

“So you! And you!” Fiddles said, gesturing between the two other mares at the table, both of which had very big smiles on their faces.

“Yeah… I'm the luckiest mare in the world for having found Octy,” Vinyl said, putting her hoof across Octavia´s shoulder, and then leaning in to nuzzle her lovingly. Octavia couldn't help but giggle, before turning her head and kissing Vinyl right on the lips. Fiddlesticks mouth was moving throughout the scene, without being able to make a sound. The long kiss ended and finally Fiddles was able to gather herself again.

“Wow… that's… wow. Did not see that coming,” Fiddlesticks finally managed to say.

“Oh, I can guarantee you she's been coming! All night long, as a matter of fact,” Vinyl said with a grin, and started kissing Octavia along her neck. Fiddlesticks now had a very strained smile, while her left eye was fidgeting quite a bit.

“Do you have… you have any idea what this will do to mother?” Fiddlesticks asked, heatedly. At the mention of their mother, Octavia froze.

“Don't make me think about it,” she said with a shudder. Vinyl stopped messing about when she noticed the mood of the two sisters.

“Wait… You're not going to get in trouble with your family, are you?” Vinyl asked carefully. Both Octavia and Fiddlesticks gave a desperate little laugh.

“Let's just say she extradited me from the family a couple of years ago because I chose country-western music instead of Orchestral when I grew up,” Fiddlesticks said with a sad look.

“And it was a done deal when I fell in love with Kazooie from Ponyville. She was absolutely furious. Her little doll of a daughter, falling in love with the country bumpkin banjo player! She was so scandalized she didn't speak to me for a year,” Fiddles continued with sigh.

“Sorry if I'm blunt, but your mother sounds like a cold bitch,” Vinyl said with a frown, looking between Octavia and Fiddlesticks.

“She's only trying to make us do what she thinks is best for us… although, she has a very strict idea about what that is sometimes,” Octavia said, trying to defend her mother a little bit.

“Yeah, that's true. She did help me and Kazooie when we found ourselves in a little bit of a financial situation, even though it was mostly so she could rub our noses in it every time we meet now,” Fiddlesticks said, hanging her head.

“Okay, that's it! No more talking about your mother. Besides, I don't care what she says, I'll never let you go Octavia… not for anything,” Vinyl stated firmly. Octavia smiled at her, before nuzzling into Vinyl´s neck.

“Ooooh that is adorable...,” Fiddlesticks said with a giggle.

“So, you never told me how you two met,” Fiddles said, now much more relaxed than before. Octavia looked over at her sister.

“Actually, Vinyl saved me from three stallions that just wouldn't take no for an answer,” she said and kissed Vinyl on her cheek, causing her to blush a bit at the praise.

“Ah, shucks… It was nothing, really! Those idiots were so busy dragging you along with that puppet master spell that I had no problem at all knocking them all out cold with my first try,” Vinyl said sheepishly, rubbing one hoof behind her head.

“I really haven't thanked you enough for that yet. Although, I never think I will be able to either... but you might be willing to let me try,” Octavia stated, and locked her lips with Vinyl's in another kiss.

“Wait! They were using a spell on you! That's illegal!” Fiddlesticks screeched when the implication dawned on her.

“Yeah, we know. Those noble creeps are rotting in jail right now, so we don't have to worry about them anymore,” Octavia said, looking over at Fiddlesticks. For the second time that morning, a loud knocking was heard from the front door.

“I swear, if that's mom and dad… you better learn how to teleport three ponies really quickly, Vinyl,” Octavia said while she moved towards the front door. When she opened it, she could see a messenger pony standing outside.

“I have a court summons for Miss Octavia and Miss Vinyl Scratch,” the pegasus messenger stated, holding out a letter for her. Octavia accepted the letter with a thank you, and brought it into the two waiting mares at the breakfast table.

“So, who was it?” Vinyl asked.

“Just some messenger. Apparently, we already have a court date set,” Octavia said, opening the letter. As she read through it, a look of pure disbelief donned her features.

“You got to be kidding me!” Octavia exclaimed in pure rage.

“What…” Vinyl asked worriedly.

“They've been released on bail! And not only that, they are saying we lured them into the maze, attempting to rob them! And have counter-sued us for assault! We are summoned to appear before the court in two days!” Octavia screamed as she slammed the letter down on top of the table, spilling Vinyl´s coffee over it. Octavia was leaning over the cursed letter, barely able to contain her fury.

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