> Vinyl's Day Out
>  by Neon Blaze
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> Vinyl Gets A Makeover
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One bright, beautiful morning, the sun peeked through the blinds to tease the sleeping Octavia. Slowly, she opened her eyes and looked at the clock. 8:37 a.m., the perfect time to be awake. She slowly rose, yawned, and stretched. Sliding out of bed, she put on her blue fuzzy robe and headed to the bathroom. Taking her brush, she battled the morning tangles from her mane then neatly pulled her bow-tie around her neck. Satisfied, she headed downstairs to the kitchen for coffee and the newspaper. 
She read the newspaper and sipped her coffee at the table. Once she was done, she looked at the clock. 10:49 a.m.
Strange, Vinyl Scratch was usually up by now.
Octavia headed upstairs to Vinyl's room which was across from hers. She opened the door and turned on the ceiling fan light to find Vinyl asleep on her bed. The blankets were messy, and the sheets had been kicked to the end and were hanging off the side. Empty cans of energy drinks littered her room, and the stereo was playing some dubstep mix. Old pairs of colorful headphones were in a pile against the left wall, and her new bright blue ones rested on the turntables with the "DJ Pon-3" logo on the front of them with the huge speakers. CD's were taped to the wall, and her vibrant lava lamp on the nightstand changed colors. 
Vinyl groaned softly and shifted in her bed. The energy drink can cradled in her arms tipped and fell off the bed.
"Vinyl," Octavia said.
"Hm...?" Vinyl mumbled sleepily, eyes still closed.
"Vinyl," she repeated, slightly louder.
Vinyl opened her eyes with somewhat of a struggle, then sat up. Her bright red eyes were slightly bloodshot and a little baggy, and her wild electric blue punk mane was frazzled. She yawned and stretched.
"It's 10:49," Octavia said. "Aren't you getting up?"
"Oh, hey Tavi," Vinyl said softly, rubbing her eyes. "I guess I overslept again, huh?" She clutched her head in both her hooves and groaned. "Oh, man, I got such a headache..."
"What happened last night?" Octavia asked.
"Oh," Vinyl giggled. "Party got a little crazy... Me and a couple of the guys were just chillin' at a rave, and then I say, 'Hey, I got some new wubs if you guys want to check 'em out'. So we all come back here and we're jammin', and then one of them decides to have a Monster drinking contest. Next think ya know, we're super hyper and dancin' like crazy. Then we decided to make a pyramid just for kicks, but we're so wasted on Monster we all fell down laughing... I think we did the Pony Shake at one point..." She trailed off, and a blank expression crossed her face. "And that's all I remember."
"Are you okay?" Octavia asked.
"Oh yeah, I've had worse days," she replied, attempting to flatten her frizzy mane.
"Well, come downstairs and I'll make you a light breakfast," Octavia said, walking out.


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After Vinyl had (kind of) cleaned up and eaten, Octavia gave her an aspirin, which she accepted gratefully. 
"Um, Vinyl, I think you should take a break from the raves and parties for today," Octavia said.
"Why? I feel fine, Tavi," Vinyl replied.
"Well, it's just that I was thinking wecould do something together," Octavia said.
"Oh, sure. I'm down for that," Vinyl said. "Whaddaya wanna do?"
Octavia thought for a moment, then the light bulb flashed in her head and she grinned. "I could give you a makeover!"
"What?" Vinyl asked, surprised.
"Yes! I could do your mane, and make-up, and -"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Vinyl interrupted. "I'm Vinyl bucking Scratch. I don't do that stuff. That's for girly mares."
"Oh, come on Vinyl! It'll be fun!" Octavia exclaimed.
"For you," she retorted.
"Oh, don't be so stubborn," Octavia persisted.
"...okay, fine, but I have to use the bathroom first," Vinyl said, going upstairs. 
Octavia nodded, then went up to her room and began gathering her supplies: eyeliner, eyeshadow, foundation, blush, and the straightening iron. She waited for fifteen minutes, but Vinyl didn't show. Octavia, suspicious, went to the bathroom to find nopony in it.
"Vinyl?" she called. Silence.
She went into Vinyl's room and looked around. "Vinyl?" she called again to no avail. She walked down the hallway, passing the closet, then stopped. She opened the closet to find Vinyl with a bucket on her head and armed with a mop. "Stay back," she warned.
"Come now, Vinyl. Don't be so silly," Octavia said, laughing and reaching out her hoof to take Vinyl's.
"I warned ya!" Vinyl said, swinging the mop around to hit Octavia's legs, causing her to trip and fall on the floor.
"Why, you little..." Octavia muttered as Vinyl rushed into her room and slammed the door. Octavia hurried to open it, but it was already locked. "Open up!" she demanded as she pounded on the door. 
"Never!" Vinyl yelled.
"Vinyl Scratch, you're going to get a makeover today and you're going to like it!" Octavia shouted. 
"Gonna have to get me out of my room fi-i-i-irst!" Vinyl teased in a sing-song voice.
Octavia sighed. "Listen, I'll make a deal with you. If you let me give you a makeover..." She paused.
"I'm listening," Vinyl replied expectantly. 
"I'll listen to that awful racket you call dubstep."
Almost immediately, the door flew open. "You would? You really would?" Vinyl squealed with an ear to ear grin.
"Yes."
Vinyl's expression changed from excitement to irritation at the realization of the task ahead of her. "...Okay. I'll go."
Octavia grinned. "But makeover comes first!" she sang as she dragged Vinyl down the stairs and out the door.


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First, there was the pedicure and manicure. While Octavia calmly lay back while two ponies refined her hooves, it took five to hold down the jerking and struggling Vinyl who grit her teeth and grunted at every prick and prod.
"Tavi, make it stop! This feels so weird!" Vinyl cried.

Next was the facial. Both ponies lay in the mudbath with facial cream on their faces, and two ponies placed cucumber slices on their eyes.
"Oooh, I love cucumbers!" Vinyl said, taking one of the slices off her face.
"No, Vinyl! They're supposed to -"
Crunch!
"...open your pores."
"Oh," Vinyl said. She took off the other slice, stared at it, shrugged and then ate it too. Then, grinning evilly, she said, "Hey Tavi, guess what time it is?"
Octavia sighed and leaned back. "What?"
"Mud fight time!" Vinyl hollered.
"What?!" Octavia exclaimed, lifting one of the cucumber slices, but it was too late; Vinyl had already chucked a blob of mud into her face. She wiped the facial cream/mud mixture off her face and stared Vinyl down.
"Oh, no you don't!" Octavia exclaimed playfully. The two ponies began splattering each other with mud, laughing uncontrollably. It was all fun and games until two grumpy looking spa ponies showed up with towels, glaring at the two miscreants.They ceased their horseplay immediately.
"Oh, heh... My bad," laughed Vinyl sheepishly.

Lastly came the sauna treatment. Unsatisfied with the measly amount of steam, Vinyl hurled another rock into the pile in the middle, which was the source of steam, and Octavia poured more water onto it, releasing a fresh blast.
"Aaaahhhh..." they both sighed in unison.


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"Well... I guess that wasn't so bad," Vinyl said once they arrived home. "It was actually kind of... rejuvenating."
"You're not done yet, DJ," Octavia chimed.
Vinyl groaned. "Do I have to?"
"You've come this far, you may as well finish," Octavia said, taking Vinyl to her room.
"Can I at least listen to dubstep while you do it?" Vinyl whined.
"No," Octavia said cheerfully.

After about an hour long struggle and near-burning with the straightener, Octavia gave Vinyl a mirror. 
"Look," she beamed.
Vinyl looked at her reflection and gasped.
Black eyeliner neatly outlined Vinyl's red eyes which practically glowed now from the sharp contrast, and her lids were highlighted with dark blue eyeshadow. A light touch of blush gave her a rosy complexion. Her mane, now straightened, flowed beautifully and gave her some sweepy bangs which partially but coyly obscured her eyes.
"I... I... I'm..." she stammered.
"Beautiful. You look beautiful," Octavia finished, smiling.
"I am?" Vinyl whispered, looking at Octavia. She nodded.
"I... I've never felt pretty before. Nopony's ever told me that," Vinyl said, a touched half-smile breaking her amazement. She looked at the floor and blushed modestly.
"Now wasn't that fun?" Octavia said, holding her head high.
"Oh! That reminds me!" Vinyl said, clapping her hooves and grinning widely.
She ran to the stereo and turned it on, picking a dubstep mix and turned up the volume to a very high level. "Yeaaaahhhh!" She cheered triumphantly. Octavia's disapproval was evident. 
"You promised, Tavi!" sang Vinyl happily. 
"Well, I only said that so you'd agree to let me make you over," Octavia admitted.
"Oh Tavi, you're the best friend a pony could ever have. I'm sorry I gave you so much grief. Today was so much fun!" Vinyl said adoringly, hugging Octavia and ignoring what she just said. "I wouldn't have traded today for all the wubs in the world!"
Despite the obnoxious music, Octavia managed a loving smile, and hugged Vinyl back, glad that she could make her dearest friend happy.


End