After your 3rd mind failure, Octavia took your hoof and lead you to the Canterlot Hotel, where's she's staying for the weekend. You head inside the huge lobby, still dumbfounded, ignoring the gorgeous art and architecture around you. Octavia readies her hoof again, and bonks you in the face so hard it left you in a slight haze, but your mind starts to work again.

"Hey, you didn't have to hit me that haaarr-" Your entire mind trails off and focuses on the building you've just entered. The post modern mix of Royal and Roman architecture practically caresses your eyeballs with beauty and elegance. You both walk to the large fountain right in the middle of the entire building, and look up to see the large chandelier above, with probably more than 1,000 candles lit on every single metal branch. There's probably hundreds of ponies bumping into to both you too, but you didn't care.

"Is this?" you continue, "Is this the Canterlot hotel?"

"Yep, the ponies who plan the Gala let the band members stay here for the weekend, since we were having troubles with travel, and the fact that even the cheapest hotels here are so expensive."

"You get to stay here," You pause, "For free?"

"Yep, and I can add a guest too."

You notice still looking up at the chandelier, and turn to face Octavia, "So, shall we?"

"We sure shall," She retorts with a smile.

Once she adds you as a guest in the checklist, you get ready to start your journey up a very long elevator ride.

"Level 42," she tells you as you press the 42 button in the elevator.

42?, You think to yourself, Thats around probably a 90 second wait in elevator.

What are you going to do with all that time, alone, with Octavia? The one part of your brain says start another conversation. That other part says to grab her and start making out. You'd like that last one, but you try to think realistically. You can tell she's waiting for you to do something. She takes a quick glimpse at you every now and then, to see what you're doing.

But then she looks to her hoof, like if she's checking her watch. Thing is she doesn't have one. She's either signaling you, or just kind of crazy. But knowing her... Yeah that's a signal. Wait, of course! You take a glimpse at her, see what she's doing. She's not really focusing at anything, so nows your chance. You reach your hoof to hers, slowly. Halfway through Octavia spots you with her peripheral vision, and readies her hoof for you to hold. Next thing you know, you're holding hooves! Well, more like locking arms, but still. You can spot a small smile on Octavia's face.

Mission accomplished.

You close your eyes and enjoy the ride up. You don't notice the doors open to your destination, though. When Octavia exits the elevator, she looks back to see you still there with a big smile, eyes closed, and your hoof in position as if you're still holding hers.

Octavia clears her throat.

"What? Oh right." You follow her to your room, calling out the doors as if it was a countdown to your epic finale, "426, 425, 424, 423, and... 422!"

"Just a second," Octavia pulls out her key card out with her teeth.

... Where the hell was she keeping that card?,  You wonder.

She slides the key through the door, causing it to make a mechanical unlocking noise, "Well, here it is," she says.

She opens and enters, with you following. Her room though wasn't anything that special. It just looks generic for something in an expensive high story room. It had some decent wallpaper, but one bathroom, one fridge, one phone, one closet, one window, one bed. The art in here though is really... wait.

"Hey I'm going to call room service for some wine, you want any?" She asks, with the phone already in hoof.

"Uh, yeah sure."

She sits on the side of the only bed in the room, so you sit next to her. You wait for her to order to the wine, and once she hangs up, you ask, "This room is kinda generic isn't it, for a 5 start Canterlot hotel?"

"What, did you think they were going to put me into a very fancy, technological advanced room just so I can play for them at the Gala?" She replies.

"Yeah, no I don't, but this should be like a level 1 room, not level 42."

"Well, I guess they wanted to give something for us to look forward to then," She says taking off her collar and bow tie.

"Forward to what?"

She stands up and walks towards the window, "The view." She opens the curtains to reveal a view of all of Canterlot.

You would be over taken by the beauty of this, then, "Ha! Thats nothing after a view of all of Equestria!"

"I guess you're right," She closes the curtain and sits back next to you, "But do you know whats better than a view of all of Equestria?"

"What would that be?"

Her face starts to blush and gets closer to yours. So close that her heat radiates onto you, causing you to blush as well. Her smile becomes seductive with her eyes halfway closed. You start to realize what's going to happen. You panic at first, but calm down quickly. You close you eyes and wait for what's to come.

Knock knock!

Somepony knocks at the door, and Octavia continues, "A damn good bottle of wine!"

Oh. You see what she did there.

She opens the door for servant pony to enter and put down a tray of wine and two wine cups. He looks at you and Octavia, as if you two are up to something, and leaves quietly, closing the door behind him.

Octavia walks up to you, "Well, let's begin shall we?"

You enjoy a few glasses of wine with her, while telling her a few funny stories, and letting tell a few of hers as well. But once things get quiet and you two drink up to the tipsy side, she puts down her glass and stands up on twos to stretch out her body, and then walk back towards the bed. You're left watching her, wondering what she's doing.

She's getting into bed?

She gets cozy under the sheets, "You coming?" she asks.

You out your glass and slowly lay down in the bed with her, still wondering what's she's going to do. Once you get comfortable, Octavia turns on her side to face you. She smiles and reaches her hoof to your face, caressing cheek. You smile back, enjoy the warmth of her hoof. But before you know it, she gives you a quick peck to your forehead, turns to the other side the bed, and turns off the light.

"Good night!" She says.

... Huh.

Is that it?

Well, to be honest, what did you expect? She's an independent, adult, and traditional mare. Why would she have sex with you on your first date-ish, thing? I mean who could be that stupid as to think of that? You're just going to have to be much more patient. But don't worry, once it happens, it'll all be worth it.

Once you wake up the next morning, you look down notice Octavia with her arm around you and resting her head on your chest. She's out like a rock, but you can tell still she's enjoying it.

Ha! I knew she couldn't resist me, You think to yourself, I can't feel my arm though.

You notice her waking up with a few moans and grunts, rubbing her eyes, and looking back up to you.

"Good morning," she says with a tired smile.

She doesn't seem to care she's on you, though.

Good.

"Well good morning," you reply.

"What time is it?"

You look at the clock on your nightstand, "11 o' clock."

"Really?" She seems surprised, "What time did we go to bed?"

"I dunno, around 3 am?"

"Wow, I forgot we were up that long," She gets up and stretches, "Well, let's get some breakfast then."

Your stomach growls, "Good idea."

You both get ready and take the elevator back down to the lobby, holding her hoof again like last time. You let her exit first, and follow afterwards, only to hear a loud: "OCTY!"

A white, blue haired mare runs straight to Octavia and embraces her. You've been confused about everything for so long that now you can expect anything weird to happen now. You presume she's Octavia's roommate, Vinyl Scratch, since she dresses like a Dj, acts like a DJ, and has a musical note for her cutie mark, pretty much fitting Octavia's description.

Vinyl continues, "I was actually traveling to Manehatten to perform for the Drop Club and-"

Octavia interrupts, "Wait, The Drop Club? isn't that one you've been wanting to-"

"Yeah, the one I've been dying to go to for, like, the longest fucking time! It's the club where the real DJ's go to perform!"

"Oh I'm so happy for Vinyl!" Octavia embraces her again.

Vinyl soon breaks the hug, "But yeah, anyway, my train stopped off here in Canterlot so I'd thought I stop by and check how you were doing."

"Well, I'm doing great as you can see I'm with somepony," she whispers harshly to Vinyl while pointing at you.

"... Oh." The white mare starts to stare at you, so you give a small wave. She doesn't seem to happy to see you.

"We were actually headed out to get some breakfast," Octavia continues.

Vinyl looks back to Octavia, "Oh cool, where we eating?"

You seriously wanted to facehoof.

"But Vinyl, I thought you said you were only stopping by."

"What? Doesn't mean I can't eat! Come on Octy! Here, let's go to the cafe across the street."

You and Octavia look at each other, and back at Vinyl. You both say okay.

"Cool! Come on now!" She gestures to you two to follow her.

"So Vinyl," you say, "Octavia told me a little a bit about you."

She takes a large bite of her waffles, "Yeah, like that I'm an uncontrollable potty mouth?"

"Vinyl!" Octavia says in annoyance.

You out her hoof to her shoulder, "It's fine, Octavia."

She resists for a moment, but agrees and looks down to her food.

You continue, "What I was going to say, Vinyl, was that you're a DJ."

Vinyl puts down her fork, "Well, yeah, duh."

You roll your eyes and continue eating your bread bowl soup. But then Vinyl speaks again anyway, "But what about you, huh? What the hell do you even do?"

"I'm a photographer."

"Should've guessed that, of course Octy would go for an artsy pony like you."

"I'm not as artsy as you think, Vinyl."

"Oh yeah, how."

"I work for a newspaper company, I don't really have time for any art. And I'm more familiar with techno than classical music like you, though I still highly respect it."

"Really? Wow, Octy I didn't think you would even date ponies like that. I mean you're always with some other uptight snooty cello player like yourself."

"I dated non cello players, Vinyl." Octavia seemed annoyed to the breaking point, but was trying to hide it.

"Yeah whatever, but I guess you needed a break from all those other lame ass ponies."

"Some of those ponies are still my friends, you know?"

"Then those one's who aren't are the lame ass ones! This one though, I'd never would see somepony like that to go out with you."

You felt annoyed to the point where you had to talk back, "Maybe you should judge ponies by the way they look then, Vinyl."

"Hey," Vinyl says back, "Hold it buster!"

"Enough," Octavia interrupts, "Both of you."

Vinyl ignores, "Here, want me to judge you for real then? Then let's get to know each other more now! What the hell's even your name?"

You tell her your name.

She has a blank look to her face, then starts to burst into laughter. "Really? Oh my Celestia!" She continues to laugh more, "Seriously Octavia, you're fucking a pony with a name like that?"

"Vinyl Scratch!"

Oh crap, shit's going down.

"Victoria Samantha Scratch," Octavia says menacingly, "I need to talk to you, alone."

"Fine, whatever."

Both mares leave you at you table with your half eaten soup. You wait a bit to soak in what just happen, then continue eating. You're done with your food now, but they're not back yet, so to kill time you head to the restroom. Once you get there, you hear constant bickering in the mare's room. Through all of the rambling though, you hear an "Octy" and "Vinyl", so you know it's them. You couldn't help but eavesdrop. You try to understand what they're saying through all the bickering. You couldn't hear anything until...

"- yourself to me! What else am I supposed to do?" says Vinyl Scratch.

"That does not mean you have to butt into my personal life, Vinyl! I respect your privacy with who ever mare or stallion you're with!" Retorts Octavia.

Wait, mare or stallion she's with?

"But I haven't gone out with any since then!" replies Vinyl.

"Well I'm sorry, but that was in the past, and I made a mistake! You have to move on!"

There was a small pause.

"Mistake huh?"

"Wait, Vinyl, I didn't mean it that way."

"You know what, fuck you Octavia! Fine, I won't butt into you or any pony's dick or clit you're sucking! Just as long as I don't see you again!"

You hear hoofsteps. Fuck she's leaving. Quick! Turn around!

Luckily she was too angry to even notice you, but for when Octavia sees you...

"How much did you hear?" She asks you, surprisingly not angrily.

"Um, not much." You say.

"Don't lie."

"... Fine, I heard everything from when you 'It doesn't mean you butt into things.'"

"Thank Celestia, look I'm sorry about her, and I'm sorry I went a bit too personal, but it had to be done."

"What Vinyl said to you seemed very sincere. Aren't you mad, or upset?"

"What? No. We have fights like these every other week, she can hate me all she wants but she'll always come back to me." Octavia assures.

"You sure?"

"Look, I can handle these things, don't worry."

"And you're not angry I was eavesdropping?" you ask.

"Well, yes I am, a bit, but I expected you to."

"Oh."

"Look," she puts your face to your cheek, "You don't have to worry about any of this, okay?"

"Okay."

"Good, here lets pay the bill and head back to the hotel, we have a concert to get ready for."

A few hours after breakfast, You and Octavia are now ready for the Canterlot Orchestral Concert. Once you head there, you were amazed by the amount of ponies attending. Hundreds, thousands even, surrounded the entrance.

Woah, these Orchastral guys must be good, You think to yourself.

The theater though was massive. Luckily you and Octavia got some good seats.

Once the performance started, it was just as you expected. The Royal Canterlot Orchestra played pieces from covers of Hoofvig Van Beethoven to Johann Secoltian Bach, and even some original pieces. At some moments during the performance, you found yourself closing your eyes, letting the beautifully composed music fill images into your own mind. All while holding Octavia's hoof. When the times you did have your eyes open, you saw Octavia do the same thing, taking a journey into her own mind. You wonder what she thinks under that noggin. What ever it is, it's probably off limits.

You thought today might be the day you'd finally be able to kiss her too. But she still looks like she's wants to wait for it, until she thinks the time is truly perfect. You respect her thoughts, and enjoy the rest of the performance.

Once the performance is over, and you and Octavia walk back to the hotel to get your things and head back to Ponyville. But, again in the lobby, you see Vinyl Scratch waiting for both of you. Well, waiting for Octavia. You roll your eyes, but the closer you look at her, her face appears to be more depressed than angry. You think you know why she's here now.

"Vinyl?" Octavia asks, surprisingly really concerned, "What are still doing here? I thought you were going to perform at the Drop Club."

"Not anymore, look, can I talk to you, alone?" Vinyl asks, still in a very upset mood.

Octavia nods to you and follows her. Watching her leave to the point where you can't see her, you then walk to the fountain again and wait. The beauty of the hotel's architecture distracts you for a bit, but you start to think to yourself again. But before you can, you see Vinyl and Octavia walk towards you. You have no idea what's going to happen.

"Hey," Vinyl says to you, "I'm really, really sorry of what I said to you earlier."  

"Yeah?" you say back.

"I shouldn't have butt into what ever you and Octavia's relationship is. And I'm really sorry that I forced all this emotion onto both of you, since you two are just starting out together. Please, don't think less of her now because of me."

You walk up to her and put a hoof on her shoulder, "I forgive you, trust me. And you didn't do anything terrible, really, so don't put yourself down like that."

She gives you a big, emotional smile, "Thank you."

There's a long silence.

"Well, I'll just go and leave you and Octy alone now. Again I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it," You say with a soft smile.

She goes to embrace Octavia once more before leaving, "See you back in Ponyville?"

"See you back in Ponyville," Octavia confirms.

Vinyl looks back and nods to you, and heads back out of the hotel.

"What'd you do to make her say sorry?" You ask to Octavia.

"Nothing," She said, "It was all her."

"Huh, wow."

You suddenly remember something.

"Wait, Vinyl! We're going back to Ponyville too!" She already left the building before she could hear you.

Octavia gets an "Oh crap I forgot something" look, "Oh, umm, I told her we'd stay here another night." She says to you.

"Really?" You say back.

"Why not?" She says with a big smile.

You couldn't resist but give her what she wanted, "Um, sure, okay lets do it!"

You wonder if there was something more to Octavia wanting to stay another night at the hotel. Is she planning to sleep with you? You kind of hope so, but right now, as your waiting for the wine back at the hotel room, all you can do is focus on Octavia brushing her mane in the bathroom. You're reminded again of her elegance and beauty, soaring around like airplanes striking at your heart and mind. She notices you looking at her through the mirror, and gives you another smile before continuing to brush again.

When the wine finally comes, you start an average conversation again while drinking. Funny stories, past experiences, family, all of that. But once things get quiet again, Octavia seems to looked troubled about something. You ask what's wrong.

"Well," Octavia says, playing with her mane, "I feel the need to tell you something, but it might be too soon."

"No," you say, holding her hoof, "Trust me, you can tell me anything."

"I still don't think it's a good idea."

"Trust me Octavia, I'm here for you."

"Well, it's about Vinyl and me. And what we were talking about earlier."

"Yeah?"

"The thing is, she's not always rude like that to everypony, at least not intentionally. Only to ponies I seem to be having a relationship with."

You seem to get where she's going with this, "She's one of those possessive ones huh?"

"Yeah," Octavia confirms.

"Well, back during school, I was terrible with finding friends, let alone mares, but I did have one friend."

Octavia seems confused to where you're going with this, but you continue anyway.

"He was my only and bestest friend, but once he got a marefriend, he started to spend more time with her than me. So I got possessive, and whenever I'd see him and his marefriend together, I just hated the sight of her. I didn't want to be alone again. But I kept my cool, and soon he dumped her anyway. So don't worry, I understand completely Octavia."

She looks at you, still confused, "Actually no, it's not that, there's a bit more to it."

"... What?"

"Well, while it is possessiveness, it's not that type."

Wait.

"She's not doing it because she's afraid she'll be alone," says Octavia, "She's doing it because she wants me."

"Wants you to what?"

"No, she literally wants me."

Oh sweet Celestia.

"A year ago, before I saw you, me and Vinyl were having a night out at the bar to celebrate an investment Vinyl got to open her own club in Ponyville. I was very happy for her, but that night, I... I mean we, drank a bit more than we should've."

She's not.

"When we got back home..."

Celestia, she's not saying what you think she's saying.

"We umm..."

...

"Umm, you know."

...

"I thought of it as something we just did cause we could, and also that we were drunk. For Vinyl though, she took as something seriously, and now she literally loves me."

Your mind is spinning out of control. The mare you loved has had sex with another mare.

This is so far the best day of your life.

But you keep it inside while still leaving on your "listening" face letting out an, "I see." to keep hidden.

"She was, before, a bisexual, but since then she went full lesbian for me. I tried to tell her that I loved her, but only as something like a very out of blood sister, and what happened was only because we were drunk. She couldn't accept it. After a while things started to wind down about it, but I knew her feelings still haunted her. Soon I forgot all about it, after I saw you. I don't think I need to go over that again, but I never told her about you. That was my second mistake. When she saw you with me, it almost broke her, she hid it well though, and tried to overcome it with anger. When we were talking in the bathroom, I told her what I did with her was a stupid mistake, which pretty much pushed her off the brink again. When we came back to the hotel, she told me she stayed here in Canterlot all day, just thinking about us, whether if she was really right about herself or not. She did finally realize though what she was doing was wrong, and even skipped her entire performance to come back to say sorry to both of us."

"... I see."

"Thank you for understanding, it really feels good to let it... Wait," she says, "You're completely fine with me knowing I had slept with another mare?"

"... Why? That's awesome,"

She slaps you in the face... twice.

"What was that for?"

"Should've known you'd be that pig-minded." Octavia stands up and walks toward the bed.

You process what you just said, "Wait Octavia I didn't mean it that way!"

"Did you now?" She says in harsh tone, while getting in bed.

"Okay, maybe I didn't, but please, forgive me, it was just an outburst!" you plead to her.

"Good night." Octavia turns off the light, leaving you in the darkness.

You had no choice but to go to bed too.

Oh Celestia, You think to yourself, Please don't let this be the end of it.