//------------------------------// // 6-Questions Part 1 // Story: Hearing is Believing // by ShadowblazeCR //------------------------------// While Octavia had never been to a sleepover, she still knew the general idea of one, though the name itself seemed pretty self explanatory. The first endeavor of their sleepover (eating pizza) had been quite fun, with something that tasty Octavia doubted that Vinyl would be able to top something like that. She hoped there would be at least one game of Equestria, a popular game that took inspiration from Life. She hoped that they would at least stay up all night, Octavia had tried doing it many times before, but never succeeded in doing so. Octavia had found a place among the pillow and cover filled floor, waiting for Vinyl to set up whatever she had planned. “So, what is it exactly that one does during a sleepover.” Vinyl gave Octavia a weird face, but shook her head, “Oh right, I keep forgetting that you haven't had one. Did ya ever read a book or somthin’ with a sleepover, or even one of those gooey romance movies where the girls sit around and talk about boys.” Octavia’s eyes lit up, “Is that what we’re doing!?” Vinyl glared at Octavia, “No-” She paused and mumbled, “Yes.” Vinyl plopped down next to Octavia, finally done with whatever she'd been doing. Which apparently was setting up a console-looking box to the flat screen, shortly after she had sat down the screen lit up with the opening of a movie. Octavia waited till Vinyl was done getting comfortable to ask another question, “A movie? Is that's what's first on the agenda?” Vinyl glanced back at the television, “Hmm? Nah, that's just background noise. We’re gonna start off with gossip, questions, girl talk, and probably a ton of other things. Since we’re staying up all night it doesn't really matter what we start with though.” Octavia perked up, “And that is?” Vinyl leaned back into the fluff, “Well, I guess the first thing on the agenda is question for a question.” Octavia nodded, it seemed simple enough, “Alright, who starts?” Vinyl shrugged, “Eh, you can. Remember, you're able to ask anything, we don't hold back around here.” “Okay…” Octavia took a moment to think of what to ask. She'd never been able to ask anyone anything she wanted, since she could remember it was always answering whatever people asked her. Occasionally, she would be the one asking questions, but sadly they were just the same string of questions that others formally asked her. “Hmm, have you ever had a mix of beer and wine?” “Pssh, what kind of que-” Vinyl paused, “Ya know, I don't think I have. Huh, I wonder how that would taste. I mean it shouldn't be that bad, and if I did I have a pretty high tolerance.” Another question came to mind and Octavia blurted it out, “What's the most you've ever seen someone drink?” Vinyl tapped her chin, “Well, I heard this one guy could drink scores of glasses before he even felt it, but I not believe it. And that's two questions, so I get two now.” “Ah, right.” “Okay, what's your cup size?” Vinyl poked Octavia’s breasts, eliciting a squeak from her. “There's no way those things are real.” Octavia hugged her chest protectively, blushing madly, “Y-yes they are, just because they're an E-cup doesn't mean it isn't possible.” Vinyl choked on air, “What? Come on…” She mumbled shortly after, “I’m like a few cups under you.” Works for me, great breasts are great breasts, Octavia thought. She'd never say it, as she'd been taught better, but it actually helped to have a strict filter for what she said. Since no one could read her thoughts, that she knew of at least (Octavia assumed that she wouldn't know if someone was actually able to do so), she was able to think whatever she wanted without anyone the wiser. Vinyl shook her head, “Anyway, girl talk stuff. Let's see, any guys you've got your eye on?” Octavia shifted in slight embarrassment, “I do have someone I've got my eyes on, yes. They're just not…a guy.” “Oh.” Vinyl’s eyes widened, “Oh! You too?” Octavia was surprised to Vinyl’s response. Sure, she hadn't really told anyone that she liked women, but she'd never expected someone to be so casual about it. “Uh, what?” “It's the boobs isn't it? I personally think they're the best things that were ever made, like, how can you not want to feel boobs? It's just a bonus to have them, really.” Vinyl moved around said breasts with her hands. Octavia shook her head, dragging herself out of her breast-induced stupor. “Ah, well, I suppose I agree, breasts are quite nice.” Vinyl threw her hands up, “See! This is why women are the best partners, I mean like life partners, not partners in a business way.” She noticed Octavia’s different expression, “Not that I don't mind you as a partner...and not that I'm saying that you're not someone I'd like to date. I totally would, but you're like way outta my league, you've got bigger boobs than me, better personality, probably don't drink, and I bet that you've had a way more adventurous sex life than me.” Octavia laughed nervously, “No, I haven't had any to be quite honest with you.” “Never!?” “Never,” Octavia sighed, “I was always too focused on practicing the cello, that I never even got a girlfriend. Plus, it's, how to say, uncouth to date people of the same sex in the classical society. But I'm sure you have many wild stories about intcourse.” “Heh,” Vinyl scratched her head, “Yeah…totally got it with the ladies. So, you don't gotta girlfriend?” “No, no I do not.” Octavia raised an eyebrow in curiosity, “And you? I suppose you have one. Since it seems you've been leading in the questions, I'm also curious as to why you'd ask.” “Oh, no reason.” Vinyl’s face looked slightly more red than before, “And no, I don't have one. No one’s been awesome enough to handle this.” She gestured to her body. Octavia nodded silently, secretly happy that she had found out that Vinyl had no one special currently. She knew that being a business partner with her was probably going to be the best chance she'd ever get at having a shot at courting Vinyl, or whatever it was. Octavia hoped she'd be able to do the task, but based off Vinyl’s reactions so far, she had a feeling it was possible. Vinyl waved her hand mindlessly, “Anyway, next question.”