MINIFIC LIGHTNING ROUND

“What happened to us, sister?” Octavia asked the mare next to her,  gripping the plastic party cup in between her hooves. “Even after being separated for all these years, when did we stop just trusting in one another?”

Vinyl Scratch flicked a hoof on the bar top, watching the party flow around them. “I dunno, Tavi. I mean, things were rough for me for a while. I got outta the habit of not just buyin’ in to everything ponies told me.” Scratch drank down the remainder of her hoofdriver, tossing  the cup back onto the bar. “Didn’t help that we never got ‘round to writing each other, I s’pose.”

The dark eyes of the cellist watched her DJ sister slowly crawling back into her shell. Not again, Vinyl. Octavia reached out and grasped Vinyl’s shoulder, tugging her around on the barstool with an understanding smile. “Of all the ponies in the world, Vinyl Scratch – you are still the most maddening when you don’t wish to speak.  Of course, that’s part of your charm.”

Vinyl blinked back and her jaw dropped open a bit. “Bwuh? The buck you talkin about, sis?” Vinyl’s face scrunched up in confusion, with Octavia giggling at the sight. “Hey! What’s so funny?” Vinyl’s tone became cross, and she half glared at her sister from behind her trademark sunglasses.

Octavia just pressed her hooves to her mouth, shaking her head emphatically.  It took her a few moments to fight down the giggles, coughing a little into her hooves. I think we ought to try a different tack, so to speak.” Octavia set her cup down on the bar and hopped off the stool.

Vinyl blinked, but followed her sister down from the bar, over to the central dance floor. “Tell me, Vinyl.” Octavia spoke loudly through the pulse of the music  “Do DJ’s carry anything other than these wubs you are so in love with?”  Octavia had a mischievous twinkle in her eye, and Vinyl could not fathom where she was going with this but…

Vinyl had to yell a bit, even though they were nowhere near the speaker system. “Well Yeah! Why d’you ask? This music is rockin!” Octavia coyly put her hoof to her mouth and then quickly dashed off behind the DJ booth.

Vinyl could only watch as she clambered up to where DJ Dedpon1 was laying down the beats,  and tap at his shoulder. Dedpon1 looked amused but pulled off a headphone to lean down and Listen to Octy, who was hiding her words behind a hoof.

After a few moments, the legendary DJ grinned like a madman and nodded repeatedly. Vinyl was still watching the DJ pull something from deep inside his stacks of records as Octavia tugged at her hoof. “C’mon, Vinyl. They’re going to play our song.”

Vinyl let herself be dragged out onto the dance floor, as the DJ called out over the mic  “Awright! We got a special request for the special couple here tonight!  Clear some space for em, Everypony!” The crowd cleared away for the pair of them, cheering and hooting loudly.

Octavia smiled and grasped Vinyl’s hoof, pulling her into one of the more complex upright dances of Canterlot high society. “Sis, what…?” Vinyl tried to speak, as music began to flow out of the speakers.

“I hope you never lose your sense of wonder…”

“Sis.” Octavia whispered, softly stroking a hoof down the side of Vinyl's face. “Shut up and dance.” Her hooves were already moving them across the floor, the pair of bodies swaying to the tune.

And so they danced…