Happily Ever After
Hurray! More cheesy happiness!
Anyways, this may be the end, maybe I will add one more chapter before taking a short break. Then, of course, comes the sequel. (Squee)
Also, a few of you are bucking idiots. I kinda thought you guys knew I wasn't psychic. If you want me to use your OC next time, you'll have to either
1) Tell me how he/she looks
or 2) send me a picture.
If you don't even give me a name, then how in Equestria can I use him/her in the story?!
Blah, blah, blah, rant, rant, rant. Aside from your utter derpiness, I bucking love you guys. Because you're awesome, and survived like THREE WHOLE MONTHS of this story (most of you, anyways.) Now, on to the story!
Oh, yeah. And, the link to the next one is this. The first chapter is up, by the way. Just thought I'd let you know.
An hour after the ceremony, Octavia and Vinyl stood side by side next to an enormous blue and white cake (They would like to thank Applejack and Pinkie Pie, who baked it in a team effort, and not thank Rainbow Dash, who burnt the first three tries by simply walking into the kitchen.).
Vinyl grasped the knife in her magic, preparing to cut the first slice, but a grey, bracelet-ed hoof severed the telekinetic grip and neatly caught the blade, making Vinyl gasp in concern.
"Octy! That's dangerous!"
Octavia smirked at her. "Better get used to it, Vin'. But, I just wanted to remind you that we're supposed to do this together." She smiled sweetly. "It's tradition, you know."
"Blegh. I keep forgetting you're not a unicorn. All the weddings I've been to, they just both levitate it together."
"Well, we're going to have to do this by hoof, because, in case you hadn't noticed, there are no weird, magical stumps bulging out of my forehead."
"That's not very nice." Vinyl rubbed her horn.
Octavia elbowed her playfully, before leaning over to nuzzle her mane. "I don't have to be nice any more. But I will, anyways, because I love you that much."
"Enough sweet-talk, Lovebirds! Just get on with it and cut the cake!" Somepony in the crowd of wedding attendees shouted out.
"Alright, alright, hold your horseshoes, we're getting there." Vinyl held up her hooves in an attempt to placate them. She glanced at Octavia before grabbing the extra long hilt of the kitchen knife in her mouth and offering her new wife the other end.
Octavia took it with a gentle smile, and they lifted it to make the first cut.
Ponies cheered, and Vinyl slid her eyes to look at Octavia, one eyebrow raised quizzically. "Wha?"
Octavia spat out the hilt before answering. "I told you before, it's called a tradition. It means that it's something everypony does at weddings. I don't know, it's just a part of the celebration."
Vinyl levitated the knife again, and winked at Octavia. "I'll take it from here."
"I think Applejack was going to do tha - " Octavia started, but Vinyl had already diced the huge tower of pastry and distributed it onto a pile of plastic plates, now spread over the table.
A'ight, everypony. Come and get it!" Vinyl shouted enthusiastically. Octavia rolled her eyes, earning a quizzical look. "What? they're supposed to eat it, right? Or is it tradition to let this delicious-looking thing rot?"
"Of course not. But the servers will bring it to the tables. You don't have to yell like that."
"Oh. Well, you could have told me that. Hey, where's the Tamby-Cat?"
"With Rustle and her coltfriend, Cream of Wheat, or something. They're sitting over there. But I think Rustle is gonna take her to bed soon."
"Aw, she's gonna miss the cake. Can we save her some?"
"Of course. Did you think we wouldn't? Seriously, Vinyl, that's just mean."
"My thoughts exactly. But shouldn't we tell Rarity? She's gonna be the one taking care of her."
oOo
"Hello-o! Is this thing on yet? Bright Lights, how do I turn on the - Oh, nevermind. It's already on. Nevermind!" Pinkie Pie's voice crackled over the speakers. "Anyways, it's the time you've all been waiting for. Pretty soon you can all shake your flanks along with them, but now it's time for the bride and groo - oops! I'm such a silly filly, bride and bride. Vinyl isn't a colt, at least I don't think so. Now, wouldn't that be funny? I thi - oh, no, I'm getting all muddledy-mixty-upty now. But what I meant to say is that it's time for our favourite musical newlyweds to start of the dance party! Come on, girls, get out here where we can see you!"
Vinyl dragged Octavia to the middle of the floor, clamping her mouth around Octavia's curled mane in her hurry.
"Well, there they are, finally. Here's a song hoofpicked by Octy her very own self. Let's roll it!"
Octavia and Vinyl assumed an upright position as the first notes began playing, leaning on each other for support.
From that moment forward, everypony else disappeared, at least in their eyes. Octavia closed her eyes and rested her head on Vinyl's shoulder, losing herself to swaying to the slow beat of the song.
It felt like an eternity before the other ponies joined.
As the song ended, Octavia swept Vinyl into a passionate kiss before letting her go.
The white mare gave her an odd look. "How the hay do you manage to stand up like that all through your concerts? My legs hurt already."
Octavia grinned at her. "I told you I was tougher."
"You're mean."
"You're my wife. So you have to deal. Ha." Octavia gave her another quick kiss before stepping away slightly.
"I have to catch up with a few old friends. Why don't you mingle. You have way more guests then I do."
"Okay, but Octy?"
"What?"
"I love you." Octavia was about to reply, but Vinyl wasn't finished. "Can I go up with Pinkie and DJ? I feel weird just standing here with somepony else controlling the music."
"No, you have to let Pinkie do that tonight. There's Byte and Blinding Lights over there, go talk to them. I have to catch up with Harpo and Concerto. Oh, and Cantata. Celestia, I haven't seen her in an age. Anyways, I'm going to go be social. You can come with me, or talk to your un musty-old-classical friends. But if I catch you in the DJ's, whatever-it-is, I'll go up there and whip your flank, okay?"
Vinyl grinned lopsidedly. "That would be hot. But okay, I won't, be home ten o'clock, blah, blah, blah. You're acting like my mom. I'm gonna hit the bar, I think I see Firestar and Cherry Bomb over there."
Octavia left her wife with a final grin, and walked over to her old symphony friends, who stood in a tight circle. They were all together, except Concert A, who was nose to nose with a mare Octavia didn't know, probably his marefriend. Vinyl had said everypony was allowed to bring extra guests, after all.
The group of musicians cheered slightly as Octavia entered the circle, plucking a glass of champagne from a nearby server.
"Well, here's the little bride! Nice to see you, Octopus!" Harpo clapped her on the back in a coltly fashion, as though congratulating the groom.
"Be quiet, Plinky. I'll just get my wife to beat you up, now." Octavia shot back playfully, using an old, teasing nickname. "She's tough, at least in her own pretty little head."
"Hey, hey, hey, I thought I told you not to call me that!"
"Well, we had an agreement. I believe you weren't to call me Octopus in order for that to be valid."
"Valid, shmalid. I have every right now - hey, Canty, what was that for?!" Harpo flinched in mock fear as the pink and orange unicorn mare hit his shoulder.
"Don't tease the bride, Harps. She does have a big, scary, DJ on her side. We classies are supposed to be scared of the modern stuff, aren't we?" Cantata chided her friend, earning a grateful glance from Octavia.
"Aw, you're no fun, Canty. Where's your sense of humour?" Harpo complained.
Intermezzo shoved his was into the group, a thoroughly inebriated Fermata leaning on his shoulder. Hello, Octavia. Congratulations on marrying one of the scum of the music world. She seems fantastic, we were just talking to her."
Octavia nodded. "She's... something else, I guess you could say."
"Hah. Otcavia, good to sssee you agayn. Hehe, I have a old Inglish. 'Nywaysh, conchagrulationsh, of whatever. You're married nows, right?" Fermata hugged Octavia clumsily, bringing a hot blush to her sober coltfriend's cheeks.
Intermezzo apologized profusely, but Octavia just laughed it off, gently setting her old friend on her hooves again. "Don't worry, 'Mezzo. She's allowed to have fun. I just hope you'll be taking her home. I doubt she could get there herself."
"Oh, we've moved in together, so no worries. She'll be fine," Intermezzo assured her, his dark blue mane swishing in front of his face, reminding Octavia of the colt she had met when she was in her first music class. 'Mezzo was a shy little colt, sitting in the back, and Octavia was officially branded as "the snob," because of her parents' money. Naturally, she had - well, actually she was rather scornful of him at first, but that's another story.
"Well, I'm going to go mingle, and then I'll check on my bride. If I know her at all, she's in a similar state to Fermata, and in that DJ's booth-thingie with Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash. I swore I'd kick her flank if I caught her there."
oOo
Some time later, after meeting most of the poies she didn't know, and talking to all of her old friends, Octavia shouldered through the ponies around the speakers, onto the stage, where, sure enough, she found three predictably intoxicated ponies in command.
Vinyl Scratch lurched erratically over to her, draping herself around Octavia's neck and nibbling on her ear. Octavia flicked said ear, watching in satisfaction as the white mare shook her head in confusion. "Wha' was that fer, Otky? Iss arr wedding day, for sake's Celestia."
"Whooo, time to Part-ay, ponies!" Pinkie shrieked into the microphone.
Rainbow Dash grabbed it from her in an attempt at dominance, and the two collapsed on the behind the record table with a dull thud.
Vinyl looked over at the tussling couple with a gleeful expression. "Ooh, sex! We should totally do that again, Ovtakia."
'Ovtakia' found herself tackled by an alcohol-scented Vinyl, who tried vainly to push her to the floor. The grey mare hauled her wife up from where she had collapsed on the floor, hooves waving aimlessly above her, and dragged her down from the little stage, searching the crowd for Twilight Sparkle.
She hurried over to where the purple pony was talking to Rarity and a few of Octavia's old friends, as well as a spiky, green-haired creature who Octavia assumed knew Vinyl. "Hey, Twilight, can you do me a favour?"
The unicorn excused herself from the conversation to answer Octavia. "What's wrong? Did you find something wrong with the preparations?"
Octavia shook her head and gestured at her companion. "Everything's perfect. But do you have any suggestions for her?"
"Well, considering it's your wedding night, I don't think anypony will see if you leave. It's already..." She glanced at a watch concealed in her necklace. "Gosh, it's already two AM. Yeah, most newlywed couples are eager to get to the bedroom after their wedding. I don't think anypony would even notice at this point."
"I figured. But she's terribly drunk. Is there anything you can do? I want her to be at least conscious when we get to the hotel."
"Fresh air should help a bit," Twilight suggested. "I brought some more of that hangover stuff, too. No offense, but this was pretty predictable. Rarity has it in her purse, I'll get it."
A little white packet floated over to Octavia, who caught it neatly and shoved it into the waistband of her dress. "Thanks. We'll take our leave now, I guess. Cover us?"
The lavender mare nodded, and Octavia half-carried her mate out into the courtyard, where the white mare sat down heavily, shaking her head. "Di' we miss the recession, Octy?" she asked, souding confused.
Octavia shook her head gently, rubbing Vinyl's back with a hoof. She felt the other mare lean into the hoof on her back, not unlike a cat, and she moved closer to nuzzle her mane. "No, it's kind of over. Do you feel alright?"
Vinyl thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No. I got a tummy ache," she said pathetically.
Octavia shook her head. "How much did you drink, you crazy thing?"
"I dunno. A hundred, maybe? A thousan'. Prolly a million," she said remorsefully, holding her stomach.
"A million what?" Octavia suspected that the severe intake of alcohol was making Vinyl act foalish, as it usually did.
"A million everything," Vinyl said sadly, proving Octavia's suspicions.
"That's impossible. Would you like to go back to the hotel now?"
"Is it gonna have a bed?"
Octavia giggled, making a note to tell Vinyl that she said that the next morning. "Of course it is. It's a big, fancy bed, too, because it's the honeymoon suite."
"Do we get any honey for our honeymoon sweet?" Vinyl looked confused.
"You've never been this ditzy drunk before," Octavia muttered. "I don't think so. Why would we get honey?"
"Because it's a honeymoon, duh."
"Oh. Heh. Of course, makes perfect sense." Octavia giggled. "You know what, Vinyl Scratch?"
"What?" Vinyl looked up at her from where she had lay down on the ground. "Did you get me some honey?"
"No, sorry." Octavia pulled Vinyl up into a hug. "I just really, really, love you. Even if you're as crazy as they get."
"Oh. Oh, well." Vinyl licked Octavia's cheek affectionately, and for once the grey mare got the feeling it wasn't because she was trying to be sexy. It was a foalish, but definitely a sincere show of affection, not for anypony else's impression. "I love you too, Octy. Can we go and get some honey and moons from the hotel now?"
Octavia nodded. "Of course, Vin'. Let's get those moons!"
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this is what I was listening just happened to play from my brony music playlist) when I was finishing this.
Nice and pretty cool my oc is in a awesome Fanfic like this Thanks Chaos cant wait for more of this
The next story you make needs more tambourine. She's to cute for the tiny amount of time she gets.
Yay!
1234314 Oh, don't worry. The next one is pretty much centered around Tambourine. I think. But I can't promise anything yet, because I haven't started. It may be as long as a couple weeks until I do, depending on whether I have any good ideas.
Awwwww, I was looking forward to the picture and hopefully seeing what kind of spawn Pinkie and Dash would have. Good God, their kid would destroy the world.
But, a happy end nonetheless. Have something adorable.
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What a fantastic ride this has been, I got so much more out of this story than i originally expected. Sad that said ride is now over but what a way to go out. That song was beautiful, and so perfect for a couple's first dance. I'm very much looking forward to the sequel, that picture of Tamby is so damn cute I may have to go get screened for diabetes.
I probably sound like a broken record by now but no bucks are being given; thank you again for sharing this wonderful tale with us. Don't stop writing Charming, you've got a real knack for it, and if you find yourself needing any assistance I'd be glad to lend a hoof.
*slow clap building into thunderous applause with tears being shed by all*
Words fail me to describe how much I enjoyed reading this!
Alright, first off, i have to say i have followed this fic from the VERY beginning, and im conflicted with being sad to see it finish
.
and seeing it end on such a happy note
But theres one thing still eating at me, is Sonata still alive? because you never made that quite clear, ever referring to canterlot as the city where "Sonata and others like her live"
Thank you all for being so nice.
that sounded revengeful. But it was an accident.
But honestly, I don't know what you're all so sad for, there's gonna be a whole new story about Tambourine mostly, in just a few weeks. So, those of you who actually liked this, be patient. It's not over yet.
1234843 If I told you, it would ruin like half the new story. So, it's a se-e-ecret, and I'm not telling!
And then tambourine gets her own story.... maybe...
This was an amazing ending, I think this is definitely one of my favourite Fanfics I've ever read and I can't wait for the sequel
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1233799 I've said this once, I'll say it 1000 times, this fic is great!
It'd be LITERALLY perfect (in my opinion) if it had
but alas, a man can dream =P
1233799
You know, because Aviators is awesome.
Ok... I lost track of what OC's are in the fic... HELP ME CHARMINGCHAOS
Cause I made that background and have no idea what oc I need to build for the pic.
I give you 5 crazy Twilights dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Twilight_crazy.png dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Twilight_crazy.png dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Twilight_crazy.png dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Twilight_crazy.png dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Twilight_crazy.png , I think that
1241516 Hi, nice to see you around here, greetings.
dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Octavia_cake.png dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Vinyl_Scratch.png , traking the sequel.
I hate showing up late to a party.... but this was a fun ride.
1245885 Thank you for the Twi's. I wholeheartedly agree that
is overused. I like using 
, but that's just me. I'm a derp like that.
So.bucking.good. Definitely looking forward to the sequel!
1264227 aha... you don't believe in evolution, right? so you believe if you go to the white sands in New Mexico and you see how animals adjust to the white sand and then you believe that God decided to magically make them white there so they’re harder to hunt, right? that is ignorance in its purest form, my friend.
but even more so... why are you even reading this fic? your God tells you that homosexual people should burn... this story is about two females being in love... they even get a foal together ffs! you should be a good Christian and spread your hate like all the other religious people do <3
1269717 I don't usually like to do this, but you, sir, are an ignorant buck.
So, please, for the love of Celestia, don't go hating on Christians on my story. I may be atheist myself, but I have nothing against any religion, as I've said many times, and I don't appreciate this kind of crap on my stories.
That was a good story, although the trial was really the weakest part of it and probably should have just been excluded. I can understand why you put it in though, you wanted to be able to have Celestia tell off Sonata (at least, thats my guess). But Sonata and Lyra's whole cased had to be based on something aside from the fact they were both mares.
You could have easily brought up some of their drunk shenanigans, given how crazy Sonata was it would be easy to see her having hired a private investigator to follow Vinyl and Octavia. Then had her create a story about how they were drunkards and unfit parents and instead of the the petard hoist she got change it so they had closing arguments or something after lunch and just have Twilight poke Sonata in the fillyfooler angle till she goes off on a rant then have Celestia toss her in a mental institution.
The whole Sonata suicide thing was also a bit weird, it didnt really seem out of character for her but at the end you made it sound like Octavia blamed herself so I was a bit surprised when it was never brought up again. I would imagine that her death would be more traumatic for Octavia despite how much of a bitch she was, especially if Octavia blamed herself. But if she was institutionalized then no matter what happened to her Octavia could safely resume ignoring her and not caring.
So I saw your sequel to this in the feature box. and I was like 'Shit yeah! another octyscratch I can read!' Then I saw it was a sequel. So I found this story and was like 'Double shit yeah! Two octyscratch stories I can read!' Then I saw how long it was and was like 'Triple shit yeah! No sleep for me tonight!' I just spent three hours reading this whole story start to finish and I loved it. Now I march onward to the next one!
1271276 you should look the word "ignorance" up, my friend ;)
and i don't have much for atheists either, you're almost as ignorant as a theist.
agnostic reign supreme.
Best story ever Y U NO GO ON FOREVER?
1281755
When two drunk people have sex... consent isn't really an issue.
But when only one is drunk... then consent becomes an issue.
lovely fic, going to read the sequel now
1282329 Thank you sir.
So much bucking Daaaaaaaaaw.
dude i just finished the story and i love it keep up the good work and now i'm off to read the next one
Semper Fidelis
Dawwwwwww, Vinyl makes an adorable drunk, prolly a million.... a million what Vin'... a million everything
Really liked this, tis of the HIGHEST quality
1305170 "Hoisted by own petard" means they got destroyed by their own plan/weapon/etc. Basically something they do backfires against them in a spectacular fashion. The term is from the medieval ages, the petard was a type of explosive used to blow down walls and buildings. Unfortunately, the explosives were unstable, oftentimes killing the people operating it instead of its intended target; hence the reason why the term is about your own actions turning against you.
Sonata's rant about gay couples as the reason why they shouldn't have their child ultimately turns against her since Celestia has no problem with that lifestyle. Sonata would have won had she not made it apparent that she was so homophobic, bringing to light the real reason why she wants the child to be hers. So, her own homophobic rant directly resulted in her losing the custody battle.
1316294 Sometimes it's hard not to be ashamed of some of my fellow Christians
1318096 Vinyl is more of an electro type, and Octavia is a classical. Although, I just think that they seem right, despite all their differences.
1346422 Yes. Vinyl is a very... forward pony.
1357869 Eeyup
1387911 well your no fun lol
1388326
Oops
This story reminds me of the Jerry Garcia song "They Love Each Other".
1426767 Yay! dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Lyra.png And you reading it caused it to update! dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Redheart_smile.png
There,1429986, I fixed it.
1450443 I'm afraid I don't quite follow. Why, again?
There isn't a story I love more than a good OctaScratch...
And you, my friend, have achieved that. 
, I laughed 
, I was shocked 
and other awesome stuff 
I cried,
You deserve every review you get
Now, if y'all excuse me, I GOTTA READ THAT SEQUEL
Just finished binging on this! And in time for the recording of the Vinyl/Octavia episode of my podcast. Expect a mostly awesome recommendation. Really liked it. I'll start on the sequel soon.
1526582 I know, it's just annoying for me :(
I've been on a kick with this ship, litteraly last 2 days all three of the octy/vynal ships in the top ten.
And then I was sad because it was over and I ended with the worst one.
Then I saw your new ficin the story update feature tab, and it linked to this one.
And now I am happy.
I love my job.
*claps* that was truly a beautiful/all-over-awesome story you've got here. I really enjoyed reading it, it was a masterpiece in its own right! I felt kind of sad knowing that it was over, but glad none the less that you have shared this with us.
thanks! you have received a favourite and ill be sure to read the other fic, good job!
that one was funny, very lovely fiction
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Maybe there is some unknown force that pulls me toward things that burn? <3