Vinyl has a terrible secret! And then Octavia has a terrible secret! (Read for answers)
So first off you got this pony Vinyl Scratch. Who has a terrible secret! Then you got this mare Octavia, who... doesn't want to bother people? Just read it.
Vinyl Scratch lie on the top bunk. She was always on the top bunk (to Octavia's irritation). “It's a fucking secret!” said Vinyl, likely too loudly. Octavia cringed: “Well then why'd you bring it up?” “I-I didn't!” Vinyl was nervous. It made Octavia laugh. “Tell me!” she demanded. “Just drop it” Vinyl replied. Octavia got out of bed. She put her fore-hooves onto the top bunk so she could look at her friend. “Vinyl I tell you everything.” “Yeah but this isn't a real secret,” Vinyl averted her eyes. “?” Octavia looked confused. “It's not even a secret,” Vinyl rushed out. “It's not important.” “Hmph!” Octavia pouted, “Anything you wanna keep from me seems pretty important.” “Just drop it!” Vinyl grew angry. Octavia's eyes widened. She returned to her bunk. “Ok... Geez.” Silence. “Did you kill some-pony?” Octavia was worried. “No!” Vinyl stuttered. “It isn't anything like that!” She was blushing. “Whew!” Octavia breathed a sigh of relief. Another silence. “Vinyl?” “Octavia?” “If you killed someone you'd tell me right?” “I told you-” “I know,” Octavia interrupted her friend, (sorry she'd upset her). “But if you did, you'd tell me right?” Vinyl thought for a moment. “Yeah Octy. I'd tell you.” Silence. “Octavia?” “Yes Vinyl?” “If you killed somepony you would tell me right?” Octavia raised her hoof, “I promise.” Hoof bump. Both fillies thought for a while, Octavia finally breaking the silence: “So what's your secret?” “Fuck you.” “Tell me! It's not fair!” Octavia was pouting. “I always tell you everything and you never tell me nothing. I swear I won't tell anyone!” “It's not that!” Vinyl sighed. Her friend was right. She had become rather private lately. There was a lot to think about. “It's just dumb.” A silence. “It's a crush.” Broken by Vinyl this time. “Who is it!” shouted Octavia. She was beaming. “That's it. That's my secret. There.” “Who is it who is it!” Vinyl sighed. She tried, but she couldn't find the words. Octavia gasped. “AAAAh! I know who it is!” Vinyl grew worried, “You do?” “It's Burt McClain! He's the only boy I see you hang out with.” Vinyl sighed, “...Who said it was a boy?” Slowly realization dawned on Octavia's face. “Is it me?” she asked it without hesitation. “No,” Vinyl responded the same. Octavia took a breath, “Who is it who is it who is it!” Astonishing. She was unfazed. Her best friend had just discovered she liked fillies and she was acting the same as before. Vinyl brought it up: “You're not surprised.” “What?” “I like fillies.” “Who is it who is it -” “Octavia!” Vinyl cut off the now familiar rant. “I. I thought you'd... react.” “OK!” Octavia smiled. “But. You didn't.” Vinyl continued. Octavia nodded. “So you don't care?” Realization dawned Octavia's face once more, “Was THAT your secret!” Octavia began to laugh. Vinyl grew angry. “What the hell is so funny?” Between giggles Octavia told her. “You were going on like you needed me to help you hide a body!” She burst into another fit of laughter. Vinyl was confused. “You're right,” Octavia stood up. “That's not a real secret. Do you wanna know what the real secret is?” “Uh OK.” What is this Vinyl wondered. “Who is it who -” “Lyra OK!” Vinyl faced the wall. Octavia gasped... “Who?” “Lyra.” Vinyl sighed. “I'll point her out to you at school.” “Are you guys gonna KISS?” “Fuck you.” The first pause in a while. “She thinks I'm really funny.” Vinyl started. “OOOOOOOOOO!” said Octavia. Vinyl continued, “And we talk after school sometimes-” “OOOOOOOOOOOh!” Octavia inserted. “Goddammit Octavia.” “What's that? Vinyl and Leeron are sitting in a tree?” “Lyra.” “And they're K-I-S-S-I-N-G! My god!” “Fuck you,” said Vinyl. She was smiling. Octavia chuckled. She flicked off the light. “Goodnight Vinyl”. “Night Octy”.
“Come in!” yelled Vinyl. Octavia opened the door. “Hey Vinyl.” “Hi Octavia.” She continued to look at her laptop. Octavia sat on the bed. A moment passed. “What's up?” Vinyl asked. Silence. Octavia looked at her hooves. “Uh. Uh,” She stuttered. “Did you kill somepony?” Vinyl joked. Octavia smiled weakly. That was a long time ago. “Haha no! I remember that.” she said. Another silence. Octavia broke it. “Soooooo... I take it you have a plan for when school ends.” “I'm going to Las Pegasus.” “Djing?” “Yeah. What's the deal?” Octavia sighed. “Nothing,” she said. She shook her head. “I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come.” “I mean...” Vinyl grew nervous, “Ok.” Why was her friend acting so strangely? Had she done something? O god she did something. She's offended Octavia. “Wait.” Why did Vinyl say that? Octavia stopped. “What are YOU doing after collage?” Vinyl asked. A moment. And then another. Octavia sat down in the dorway. She started crying. Vinyl panicked. Fuck! What did I do?! “I am...” Vinyl started. “sorry if I said something to hurt your feelings.” She was aprehensive. Octavia cried. Vinyl tapped her hooves together. Great. Now she'd done it. Fuck! Vinyl began: “It's just sometimes I don't always think about what I'm saying... before I say it. Does that make sense?” “It's not you Vinyl,” Octavia let her know. “Oh.” she replied. It isn't? Octavia continued. “I was going to move in with Javier.” Vinyl noticed the word choice. Damn was she perceptive. “Going to?” she asked. Octavia nodded, “Mhm.” Vinyl thought. “Did you break up?” Octavia was tearing again. “Mhm.” Vinyl didn't know what to do. Comfort her friend? Yes, that was it. She could try. “Um. It's OK.” Bam! Handled that one like a pro. Octavia chuckled. It was the thought that counted. “Thanks for trying to cheer me up,” she said. Vinyl sighed, “You know you can come live with me right Octvia?” Octavia looked up, “Really?” Vinyl thought a moment. “Yes.” “Oh Vinyl!” Octavia shouted. “You're best pony!” Octavia wrapped Vinyl in a non-consensual hug. Octavia's tears turned to those of joy. “Ok,” said Vinyl. “THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!” “Octavia, calm down.” “THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!” “Oct-” “I was just thinking,” continued Octavia. “'Oh man. She's got a fancy DJ Job! I can't come in and intrude on that!'”
In truth Vinyl was releived. She'd get to live with Octavia. Wait, was that going to be awful? Nevermind. Regardless, she expected the tale of 'the lonely DJ' and instead could look towards the 'best friends take Las Pegasus adventure'. “You wouldn't be intruding.” Vinyl said. It was the truth. A moment. “So you're done with Javier?” “He was with another mare!” “And he thought you wouldn't care?” “No, he thought me unaware!” “... Fuckin' dick.” “Boys suck!” Octavia revealed. “A least you had a boyfreind,” Vinyl said half-jokingly. She wasn't joking. “Why does it matter? If they all end being dicks.” Octavia thought boys were dumb. Vinyl responded. “It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?” “Nah,” Octavia pronounced. “I think the saying is true.” “I'd rather be alone than have my heart crushed.” Iritated, Vinyl scowled at her friend. “That's cause you've never been alone more than three weeks. I mean imagine that 'alone time' between boyfreinds is your whole life.” Vinyl wondered if she should've said that. It kind of just came out. Nope. She should not have. Octavia thought. “I'm sorry Vinyl.” “Oh,” Vinyl said, “Ok”. “You know what,” Octavia looked at her friend. “What?” Vinyl raised her eyebrows. “I promise that when we get to Las Pegasus I'll hook you up with some sexy mares.” “Octavia, do you know any sexy mares there?” “I'll meet some!” Octavia proclaimed. “And then I will set you up with them!” Vinyl laughed. She rolled her eyes: “Thanks Octy.” Vinyl chuckled. A pause. Then another. Octavia nodded. “Thank you so much. It's late, but I'll see you... In the future! Goodnight Vinyl!” With that Octavia walked out the door. Vinyl smiled. “''Night Octy.”
