“Ok.” I wanted to explain all the crap that Dillon had put Twilight through, Twilight would sugarcoat it and there was nopony else around “Dillon is this human that was taken from his world and dumped here, in Ponyville, twilight was nice enough to take him in when he had nowhere else to go, he gained her trust and started a relationship with her, she gave him her first t- ow! What was that for?” twilight had elbowed me, and it wasn’t soft.
“You were about to explain the wrong stuff. You can leave out the details.”
“Fine,” I was actually kinda disappointed that I wouldn’t have the pleasure of seeing his face when I told him they had sex “but anyway, he disappeared from the face of the planet a few weeks ago and left Twilight in tears. I swear, if he shows his mug in this town again I’ll kick his sorry flank to sugarcube corner and back.” I held up a hoof in anger but Twilight lowered it.
“And I told you, if he does come back that I would be grateful over anything else. Kicking his flank isn’t necessary.”
“I still would.” And I really would.
“Ok, I need an unbiased opinion on this guy, twilight you obviously aren’t too mad at him, and rainbow, you obviously hate his guts. I need somepony that has met him but not had any emotional connections.” I looked at twilight, she looked at me.
“What about Octavia?” twilight had said this with a neutral tone.
“She might work.” I thought this over, Octavia only had a professional relationship with Dillon, nothing more or less, plus she wouldn’t make him look any better or worse than he actually was.
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I and vinyl were eating one day when two weird looking stallions, one a unicorn and one a Pegasus, came to our door seeking refuge.
“Can we please take shelter in your lovely abode?” asked the sleek looking, proper, gray Pegasus with a black mane in a practiced, but not authentic, English accent that was eerily familiar.
“Of course.” I lead them inside and showed them around.
“Wow, this place is rockin.” Said the blue unicorn with a white and silver mane, he sounded more laid back, like vinyl.
“You know it is!” speak of the nightmare “hey Tavi, who're our new guests?”
“We haven’t had proper introductions, I was waiting for you.” Vinyl galloped up to my side “I'm Octavia and this is Vinyl Scratch.”
The sleek Pegasus responded “this is presto and I'm EQ.”
“EQ, huh?” vinyl leaned over toward him “that’s a pretty weird name, what’s your real one?”
“I don’t like my real name, just call me EQ, ok?”
Vinyl got one of her Cheshire grins and asked “what. Is. It?”
“Vinyl, we don’t pressure ponies into things, ok? If he doesn’t want to tell us his real name then let it be.” She leaned back.
“Fine.” obviously, she was disapointed.
“Well, we are your guests; the least we can do is be honest. My real name is Equiline. I would get teased because it sounded like a fillies' name. Now please, call me EQ” he explaned, Vinyl stifled a laugh, I swatted at her head.
“Ok. Now what do we do?”
“Rock out, what else?” the blue unicorn said in his laid back tone “we were told you were both musicians, whacha play?”
“Octavia plays the cello, I'm a DJ.”
“No way dude. I'm a DJ, too. Let’s go see whacha got.” I looked at his flank, it had a picture of a sound wave on it.
They went upstairs to where Vinyl’s DJ equipment was.
“So you play the cello. That’s cool, I play the bass.” I checked his cutie mark, it was a bass cleft.
“Hmmm, so did Dillon.” I murmered to myself as I raised my gaze back to him.
“Who?”
“Dillon, he’s a human placed here by unknown means, he had a fake accent just like you and he played the bass… did you know him?”
“Ok, firstly, I don’t even know what a human is, secondly, is it really that obvious? Thirdly, a lot of ponies play the bass, who’s to say that’s not just a coincidence?”
“I suppose your right, and to the untrained ear your accent is spot on, but nothing is perfect.”
“I suppose your right.” Just then we heard the loud bass kick in upstairs, it was a soundproof room but the bass still got through every time.
“You want to take a walk?!” I screamed over the 'music'.
“Sure!” we left the house.
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After 10 minutes of walking the bass faded into a dull thumping, like a heartbeat “so where are you from?”
“Originally, Manehattan, I moved from there to Canterlot and from there here. We don’t have a place to stay and we just need to get back on our hooves.”
“So, what is it with you and presto? Are you brothers or cousins or what?”
“Well I can assure you, we are not related, he was a pony that took my work and mixed it in a way that I found… incredible. We first met in music school, at the high school level. He was spinning a record and scratching it, he made it sound like it was being mixed with a full soundboard, but the only thing he had was a turn table. It was absolutely amazing.” He looked as if he were lost in thought.
“And you two work together?”
“I’ll write classical music and he’ll use the notes in a song or two. We share the money we get from each performance.”
“You two are so much alike me and Vinyl, EQ. we met almost the same way, in high school level music school, she was mixing one of my tracks and we, too, share our income.”
He looked into my eyes “it looks like we were destined to meet like this, like it was fate.” He said this in a soft tone that made my skin crawl.
“It seems we were.” I was in a daze, not realizing how red my cheeks were getting.
We leaned together, closer and closer, then our lips met. At that moment I felt the bass from the house skip a beat, the first thought was ‘did Vinyl really just mess up?’ but she was too good to miss a single bass beat, it would have been a small section of missing beats if any. That is when I realized that it wasn’t the heartbeat-like sound from the house that had momentarily stop, it was my heartbeat.
It was a magical kiss, even if he was a Pegasus and I was an earth pony, it was magical, like a whole symphony taking off on a crescendo, we continued until I realized what I was doing: I was kissing a pony that I had met only a few minutes ago, admittedly he was handsome, kind, gentle, nice, and had a good taste in music, but that doesn’t change the fact that I had been in his acquaintance for not even 20 minutes.
“Wait, this is wrong.” I pulled back, separating us.
“Oh, I'm so sorry, did I come on too strong, was it to forceful, did you not enjoy it? Please tell me, I really like you.” Either this pony was the best liar I had ever seen or he really did have strong feelings for me.
What do I do, blow him off now and spare his future feelings, or do I let this go on until it’s too late for me to do anything?
Or do I learn more about this pony, and maybe even learn to love him back?
