Scratching Family Matters

Vinyl had lost count of how many days she had spent walking away from Ponyville. She finally stopped, looked around and took in her surroundings, and realized that she was in Canterlot. 'Great, I'm in Canterlot. Where everypony are stuck up snobs.' She thought. She saw two stallions having lunch, one on the left with pitch black glasses. Vinyl's stomach growled. 'Hm...the stallion on the left is blind...'Then she snapped out of her hunger/stealing moment. 'No! There is no way I am resorting to stealing. Especially not from a blind stallion.' She mentally punched herself

'I'll just get something from a trash can or a dumpster. It's not the worst time I've been through, even though I'm homeless doesn't mean I don't have standards' She started to walk away, but she ran into a grey earth pony with a black mane.  Once they got up Vinyl was the first to speak. "I'm so sorry miss. I wasn-" She was cut short by the grey pony.

"It's quite alright. This happens to me once in awhile, but you are the first to say you're sorry. The ponies here always say its my fault. So I take it you're not from around here." Vinyl opened her mouth to say something but again was interrupted by the earth pony. "Where are my manners, my name is Octavia." Octavia looked at vinyl and saw her mane and coat. "It looks like  you've seen better days..."

"My name is Vinyl Scratch. And yes I have seen better days" She said sadly "Lets see I've been homeless for...two, no...three?.. Oh! Right, five. I've been homeless for five years." Vinyl stopped with a puzzled expression. "Wait, why am I telling you this?"

"I guess I just have one of those faces." She smiled "Now, you look like you could use something to eat. Eh! How bout' it Vinyl!"

Vinyl's stomach growled. She moved her hoof to her stomach and realized that it was covered in dirt. "I doubt anypony here would let me in, ya know, the whole homeless and covered in dirt thing." Octavia was going to say something but this time Vinyl cut her off. "But that accent, thats not a Canterlot accent. Where are you from, exactly?"

"Hm, impressive. You can tell the slight difference in a Canterlot accent and mine. I'm just here visiting my folks, I'm from Ponyville."

Vinyl's heart saddened at the thought of Ponyville. Of her brother. "Do you know Firefight?"

"Of course! Everypony in town knows Firefight! He can be a bit strange though. Once when he settled into Ponyville and everyone got to know him, Hm...I wonder why he has that bandage on his right eye..., Anyways, once a little filly called him Fiery, and he broke down into tears. I wonder why...wait? Why do you ask?"

Vinyl's heart saddened. "I want you to give him this." She reached into a little purse/handbag and pulled out a knife. A six inch paring knife. Still perfectly clean, still very sharp

'Wow how did she keep it so clean? And since when did she have that bag?' thought Octavia "Um...ok. Is it ok if I ask why?"

"Nothing of your concern."

Octavia looked at the knife "Oh ok..." She looked back at Vinyl and was going to say something but then realized that she was gone. Something on the knife got Octavia's attention. 'Hm. A sticky note. No, I shouldn't. It's personal matters.' But her curiosity got the better of her.

'Dear Firefight,

I'm truly and deeply sorry about what happened between us. I should have listened to you. I'm sorry I took your first, and best, knife, I wanted something of yours to keep close to me. If you will ever forgive me, i'll be in Canterlot.

Your lil' sis, Vinyl Scratch.'

Octavia saw little dried spots on the paper. She guessed that they were tear stains. Octavia was on the verge of tears herself. 'I have to give to give this to him immediately. It's settled, I'm  giving this to him right away.' Octavia thought. Then a sad thought popped into her head 'What about Vinyl...Ah ha! i'll take her with me. She can stay at my place until she works up the courage to talk to him.' She smiled 'Now lets find Vinyl!'

Vinyl had settled down next to a crappy motel. She sat down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep. Vinyl! 'What is that?' she thought. Vinyl! 'That..that was Octavia'

VINYL!

"Huh...what...I'm up, I'm up. What do you want?" she said sleepily

Octavia grabbed Vinyl by the hoof. "Come on the train is leaving in five minutes!" and she started running.

They had barely made it into the train, Vinyl had barrel rolled into the train. She smiled widely "I always wanted to do that!" they were getting weird looks from everypony else "What, am I the only pony who wanted to do that?" This is the first time in five years she was happy. When Octavia and Vinyl got to their room, a thought popped into her head. "Where...exactly...are....we....going!?" she said in between gasps.

Octavia smirked. "I'm taking you to Ponyville, so you can fix this problem with your brother."

The joy that Vinyl was just feeling went away and was replaced with sadness. "But he won't even let me near his house"

"Just put some hard cider in a drink. Get him drunk, I bet he would be a fun drunk. Drunk people are always easier to talk to"

"Hm...good idea." Then Vinyl realized how late it was. "We should get some sleep."

"Good idea"