Scratch That

by Hyperactive


Spikes

Vinyl Scratch and Babs Seed were the best of friends. They both hated prissy rich girls, so they both got mad at them.

"Vinyl, please tell me dat there's not gonna be a war that makes you die or somtin!" Babs was still worried about Vinyl dying in some tragic event.

"Don't worry kiddo! Oh! Have you even seen your mane? It's just like mine!" Vinyl handed Babs a mirror.

"Woah! Awesome!" Babs smirked at her mane. She grabbed her sunglasses off the table and put them on. Vinyl laughed and put hers on.

"Dis is awesome, Vinyl. I thought dat dis camp was gonna be borin'! But you make it a lot better than I expected." Babs smiled.


"Hey, kiddo. You should be getting to class, m'kay? I'll be down in a minute." Vinyl told Babs.

"Alright!" Babs ran down the hall and back in the classroom.

"Oh! Look who it is! Teacher's pet!" A small filly with a pale blue coat and a dusty yellow mane sneered.

"TEACHERS PET! TEACHERS PET!" More fillies were mocking Babs. They pushed her into a corner and then began kicking her, really hard.

"Ow! Guys! Stop it! It hurts!" Babs cried out in pain.

"Nope! You're a teacher's pet!" A tall filly with a cream coat and muted orange hair pulled into a braid laughed.

Suddenly, music began playing. The music was electronic, but in a way it was dark and creepy. All fillies except Babs turned in fear. They all heard the voice that terrified them.

"WHAT are you doing?! You other fillies need to leave this extraordinary filly alone or I'm going to bash your brains in." Vinyl walked in the door. Her hair was flying as she just ran down the hall.

What the other fillies didn't know was that Babs Seed and Vinyl Scratch had earpieces, so they could hear everything the other was saying. So Babs' yells of pain wear all heard by Vinyl.

"VINYL! I'm so glad you came! I have a nosebleed!" Babs cried.

Vinyl walked over to the other fillies and her voice got low.

"You girls are going home. Don't get happy, because it comes with a permanent suspension from all professional events. No more going to special weddings. And your parents know if you girls get kicked out, you all lose 100 bits. Guess who is getting about 3 000 bits?" Vinyl snickered.

All the fillies ran out the door in tears, never to return to the school again.

"Um, miss? I wouldn't ever bully my best friend." A short filly stepped out from the darkness.
She had a pale coat and a curly red mane.

"Who are you?" Babs asked.

'Twist. I'm from Ponyville!" She giggled.

"Oh, well... nice to meet you! Thanks for coming for me!" Babs grinned.

"Unfortunately, I'm leaving today..." Twist's voice trailed off.

"What?!" Babs was devastated.

"Sorry." Twist frowned and then walked out the door.

"Don't worry kiddo. I'll make sure you have a good time." Vinyl smirked.

"Alright, I hope I can believe you." Babs wasn't confident.

"You can." Vinyl winked.

They walked outside and into a disco a thousand yards away.

"Could you play this?" Vinyl held up a simple record.

"Yeah." Babs nodded.

"Let me see." Vinyl handed the record to Babs and waited.

"Alright." Babs played it almost perfect.

"Woah. Pretty awesome!" Vinyl laughed.

"Thanks!" Babs blushed.

They trotted out of the disco.

Babs and Vinyl spotted a moss covered bench and sat down.

"Vinyl, I have a question. How-OH GOD KILL IT WIT' FIRE!" Babs pointed to a Snails on the ground.

"Huh?" He asked.

"AIE! It can speak!" Vinyl whimpered. She began poking Snails with a stick.

"Sheesh, I'll leave! If you guys hate me that much!" Snails ran away.

"Alright, back to my question. What do you think will be my cutie mark?" Babs asked.

"Well, I really dunno. Hmm.. I have an idea! Why don't we set up your own DJ studio so you can benefit from this program instead of always doing nothing?" Vinyl burst out.

"Sure. Can we a DJ party to give it a kick-start?" Babs got an idea to accompany Vinyl's.

"Rad idea!" Vinyl motioned for Babs to follow her. They ran back to the school and ran to Babs' dorm.
Babs grabbed her special hat and looked at it.

Then she stopped looking at it and put it on. Vinyl handed her a pair of sunglasses to compliment her hat.

She grabbed some sleek black headphones and slipped them on.

"I think dis looks cool." Babs smirked.

Vinyl led her to a small room. The walls were blank.

"I think dis is boring. It needs... color!" Babs got an evil grinned.

Vinyl jokingly rolled her eyes and went to a different room to get some paint and paintbrushes.
She returned with two colors. Vibrant pink and bright brown.

"My mane and coat colors!" Babs was incredibly surprised.

"Well, it is your room!" Vinyl smiled.

Babs grabbed a large roller and dipped it in the brown paint. She then began painting one wall completely brown. Vinyl grabbed another rolled and dipped it in the brown to help Babs with her wall.

They did each wall until all four walls were painted an unusual bright brown.

"Now, we gotta wait for it to dry. So we can do the finishin' touches." Babs laughed.

Soon, the paint dried. Vinyl assisted Babs in painting the corners of the room the vibrant pink color.

"Vinyl! Dis looks awesome!" Babs smiled.

"I know! But now, to start the real job. Playing music!" Vinyl put on her sunglasses and ran out to grab some old records.

"Here, I got you these!" Vinyl put three records on the floor. They were all notably hard to play.

"Perfect!" Babs ran over and began playing the first one. Every scratch she did, Vinyl flinched.
Eventually she played the entire thing.

"Nice! You need to practice, practice until you could play it backwards in your sleep!" Vinyl walked out, leaving Babs to practice the record.

Suddenly, a large cannon knocked through the wall, nearly hitting Babs.

"Vinyl!" She cried.

Vinyl ran as fast as she could. Her mane lost it's spiky form and became long and straight, but Vinyl Scratch didn't have time to care.

"Babs!" Vinyl jumped in front of an arrow that was about to hit Babs.

"VINYL!" Babs yelled.

The arrow pierced her stomach. Vinyl's body flopped over like a cloth doll.

"Vinyl... are you... gone? Out of my reach forever?" Babs sniffled, then dropped a few tears.

"Vinyl.. my friend.. my, my everything. Gone with one bow.." Babs began crying a river of tears that seemed as if it could flow forever.