//------------------------------// // Chapter 35 // Story: Refound Love // by GamerTag //------------------------------// "Got any threes?" Vinyl asked. "Go fish," Lyra responded. Vinyl sighed before she grabbed one of the cards from the middle of the table. "Hello everypon- what are you two doing?" Bon Bon asked as she entered the room. "Well, we have cards and we decided to play go fish," Lyra explained. "I would prefer poker, but I'm only willing to play that with Tavi," Vinyl grinned, "And by poker, I mean strip poker." "Of course," Bon Bon commented dryly as she walked towards the coffee machine. "So, Vinyl, how's the moving going?" Lyra asked. "Pretty good. I found this nice place with a great view of Bridleway," Vinyl replied. "That sounds nice!" Bon Bon commented. "Yeah, I'm actually going to go there today to look around, would you guys like to join?" Vinyl questioned. "Hell yeah!" Lyra exclaimed. Bon Bon shook her head with a smile, "Skipping more work, I see? We'll go during lunch, so we won't miss too much." "Aw, but I wanted to try this really nice pizza place nearby," Lyra whined. "We can just grab some food after we look around," Bon Bon offered. "I'm in!" Vinyl said excitedly. "Well, then you should probably get to work," Bon Bon teased before turning back around to the machine. Vinyl rolled her eyes, stating "I swear you sound like Octy sometimes." "Well, she was the one who told me to keep bugging you," Bon Bon replied. Vinyl rubbed between her eyes in annoyance while Lyra laughed, "Of course she did." ~•~•~•~•~ Octavia walked up the stairs to the lobby of the therapist who she had last seen only a few days ago. The cellist then walked up to the receptionist who was doing something on a computer. The receptionist noticed Octavia, so she turned to face her. "Hello, do you have an appointment?" The receptionist asked with a smile. Octavia nodded her head, "Yes, my name is Octavia Melody, and I am here to see Miss Cure." The receptionist turned back to her computer and quickly started typing on it. After a minute, she said, "Ah! Here you are, Miss Melody! We'll be with you in a moment. Please take a seat while you wait for us to call you." Octavia nodded her head again before moving over to the lounge in order to rest. She sat down with a sigh before she looked around the room. The lobby was completely void of any ponies other than the receptionist and herself. What a comforting feeling, Octavia thought to herself. She had spent a percentage of the morning panicking over her meeting with Remedy Cure. Not only because the last meeting they had ended terribly, but because she didn't exactly understand why she was here alone. Her father signed Octavia and Caramel up for marriage counseling, so why in the world would Octavia have to come here alone? Octavia shook her head. I should just try to find something to calm me down. Octavia pulled out her phone. She scrolled around, trying to find something to do. Sweet Celestia, is there anything I can do on this bloody phone to calm me down? Just then, almost as though her pray was answered, she was texted. Octavia opened the message up without any hesitation, hoping that whoever was texting her was willing to talk for awhile. Octavia couldn't help but smile when she saw the text was from Vinyl. 'Hey' 'Hello Vinyl.' 'Sup babe, how's the thing going?' 'Vinyl did you forget where I'm going today?' 'Maybe' Octavia sighed in annoyance. 'I was talking about it all morning! How could you forget?!' 'Idk, I was really tired' Octavia sighed again as she rubbed between her eyes. 'My therapy appointment.' 'Oh yeah! For your anger issues!' 'I don't have anger issues, Vinyl!' 'It's alright Tavi, the first step is admitting you have a problem' Octavia could almost hear Vinyl's grin as she read the text in her head. 'Goodbye Vinyl.' 'Wait wait! I'm sorry. I’m just really friggin bored. What are you up to?' 'We were just talking about that.' 'Oh, yeah, oops. So why are you there again?' 'I actually have no clue. The last time I was here was for marriage concealing so I have no idea why I am here alone.' 'Maybe cuz they realized you had anger issues' 'Vinyl!' 'Lol, jk. Idk actually. I hope things go well' 'Thank you Vinyl. Now what are you, as you would say, up to' 'Luna you're adorable. I'm just doing work stuff' 'If that's the case then we should probably stop texting so you can get to work.' 'But I'm boredddddd.' Octavia giggled slightly, shaking her head. "Miss Melody?" The receptionist called. Octavia looked up to see that the receptionist was looking at her, "Miss Cure would like to see you now." "Oh! Of course, thank you," Octavia replied before turning back to her phone. 'I need to go now, my appointment is starting. Bye Vinyl.' 'K bye, love ya' Octavia smiled at that last text. After her and Vinyl admitted to some feelings they had been having for awhile the night before, the two came up with ways to resolve these issues. One of those problems was how Octavia was too afraid to say I love you. So, they decided Octavia could wait until she was ready to say it, and Vinyl could just say it whenever she wanted. Octavia at first was a little worried for how this would play out, but she was already learning to enjoy hearing Vinyl say I love you. Octavia made her way to Remedy Cure's office, looking around at all the other rooms. Once the cellist reached the mare's door, she held her breath and opened it. The room was exactly the same as it was the last time she was there, except for one thing; There was a different couch, which seemed more for one pony to lay in, unlike last time where the couch was obviously for both Caramel and Octavia to sit in. There was another chair where Remedy Cure sat, she had a comforting smile on her face and a notepad in her magic. "I'm glad you came, Octavia," Remedy Cure greeted. Octavia gave her a shaky smile before she laid down onto the couch. Here we go. ~•~•~•~•~ "Are you done sexting your marefriend?" Lyra teased. "Yep, she went off to go enjoy the footage I gave her," Vinyl replied with a grin. Bon Bon rolled her eyes, "Octavia would kill both of you if she knew what you two were talking about." Vinyl, Lyra, and Bon Bon were all walking down the streets of Manehatten on their way to Bridleway where Vinyl's new apartment was. "Relax, Bonnie, Tavi knows we're joking," Vinyl replied, waving her hoof. "That won't stop her from killing you," Bon Bon pointed out. "Yeah, I know, but maybe she'll go easy on me," Vinyl said with a hopeful smile. "Damn Vinyl, how the hell can you afford a place so close to Bridleway?" Lyra asked as the ponies started entering Bridleway. "Cause I'm DJ PON3!" Vinyl exclaimed. "Exactly, and DJ PON3 spends thousands of dollars on special effects for her shows," Lyra replied. Vinyl rolled her eyes, "Yeah but I make that all back, plus I save money with other things I do." "Like, not eating," Bon Bon said, annoyed. "What? Vinyl eats a ton of food," Lyra argued. "Not at home, Octavia told me, she found almost no trace of food in her home," Bon Bon explained. "Damn it, Octy," Vinyl cursed under her breath. "Jeez Vinyl. No wonder you don't gain any weight," Lyra exclaimed. "Lyra!" Bon Bon scolded. "Nah, Lyra's right," Vinyl chuckled, "It's like a diet for me I guess. I don't know, Octy's been coming up with this whole plan in order to get me to buy myself more healthy food." "Well, that's sweet of her," Bon Bon commented, causing Vinyl to smile. "Yeah, you two are so sweet we get diabetes from just being around you," Lyra joked. "Lyra!" Bon Bon scolded again, making Lyra laugh. "Yo, bone heads, we're here," Vinyl called, getting the couple's attention. The two ponies looked up to see the apartment building. It was a very modern building with mostly glass instead of actual building materials. On the other side, there were balconies facing towards Bridleway. "Wow," Lyra said breathlessly. "I know, right?" Vinyl said with a grin, "Wait till you see the inside." And with that, the three made their way upstairs. ~•~•~•~•~ "I'm guessing you're really confused on why I called you here," Remedy Cure started. "Well, I assumed you wanted to talk more about Caramel and mine's relationship," Octavia replied. Remedy Cure nodded her head, "Yes, but this is going to be a little different. First, I would like you to explain the whole thing going on with you, Caramel, and... your marefriend?" Octavia blushed slightly. "Alright, I can do that." Octavia then started telling Remedy Cure the story of her romance with Vinyl. Remedy Cure's face was kept void of emotion, most likely to not threaten the cellist. Once Octavia finished, she sighed in relief. Although, this wasn't the first time, telling somepony her whole situation was now becoming relaxing. "Wow, have you ever considered writing a book about this?" Remedy Cure asked. Octavia blinked, surprised at the question, "No, I haven't." "Hm," Remedy Cure grunted before she finished writing something down onto her note pad. "Now, Miss Melody, I must tell you something," Remedy Cure said, putting her note pad down. Octavia tilted her head, curious. "What must you tell me?" "Well, I have a boss. This boss controls every case going on here. I am no longer supposed to be on this case," Remedy Cure bit her lip, "But, I wanted to help... Does that make sense?" Octavia nodded her head, waiting for her to continue. Remedy Cure sighed. "I couldn't help but... sympathize with your situation. You see, I came here to help couples like you, or couples like-" Remedy Cure paused for a moment, thinking of what words she was willing to let loose. "Or like mine." She finally said. Octavia's eyes went wide in surprise. However, she couldn't help but think how ironic this situation was. "However," Remedy Cure continued, "I soon realized that most couples that come here, only have minor problems. I mean, sure, sometimes you have the occasional 'oh, you kissed some mare at a bar', and 'oh, you called me stupid', or something like that. But, mostly they have the problems of how they don't talk enough or they don't agree on something. But then, you two came along. From the moment you two started talking, I could tell that you had completely given up on this marriage, which made me assume something was going on. You confirmed my theory today when you told me of all the horrible things Caramel has done to you. And so, I want to help you." Octavia nodded through everything the mare was saying. Once she finished, Octavia spoke. "What do you have in mind?" "Well, I have some experience in the legal field. From what I've heard, it seems you've been doing this all on your own," Remedy Cure explained. "Yes, I have," Octavia replied with a sigh. "So, what I would like to do, if you let me, is become your lawyer," Remedy Cure offered, a smile slowly forming on her face, "I could also help you get a restraining order for both you and Vinyl, I just need more evidence from the ponies you described in your story." Octavia started smiling herself, not believing how kind this mare was being. "However, I won't do this unless you agree to it. I can give you time to think if you li-" Remedy Cure was cut off by Octavia suddenly getting up and hugging her. "Thank you," Octavia whispered. Remedy Cure returned the hug, tears streaming a little out of her eyes. You've done well, Remedy Cure. You've done well, Remedy thought to herself. ~•~•~•~•~ "My Celestia, Vinyl, that place is awesome!" Lyra exclaimed, a slice of pizza in her magic. "I know, right," Vinyl agreed, before taking another bite out of her pizza slice. "Yes, yes, Vinyl found a very nice place to live in, now let's make our way back to the office so we can get some actual work done, so Vinyl doesn't lose said apartment," Bon Bon said. Lyra and Vinyl nodded as the three continued their walk, each eating a slice of pizza. As they walked, the three talked and laughed, enjoying each other's company. When suddenly Lyra stopped. "Woah, Lyra, are you alright?" Vinyl asked as she noticed Lyra was staring at something, no emotion on her face. "Lyra?" Bon Bon asked, her voice full of worry. "Look," Lyra commanded. Vinyl and Bon Bon looked at one another in concern before turning towards where Lyra was looking. What they found, made their eyes go wide. Lucky Streak was there, walking and talking with... Neon Lights. "Oh my," Bon Bon said, completely shocked. "I knew it, I knew that piece of shit never switched sides. I knew he was still best buddy fuck friends with Caramel," Lyra said, angrily. Vinyl didn't say anything, instead she started walking forward. "Vinyl! What are you doing?!" Bon Bon asked in a worried tone. "Shit," Lyra cursed as she chased after her friend. Vinyl didn't hear them, she was too mad. Neon Lights, the pony she hated most in all of Equestria was talking to Lucky Streak, the stallion who made her feel like nothing to Octavia. "What the hell is this?!" Vinyl asked, her voice completely lanced in anger. "Vinyl?" Lucky Streak asked in both a surprised and afraid tone. "Give me one good reason not to throw you onto the street," Vinyl threatened. "Jeez, calm down there. Is it your time of the month or somethi-" Neon attempted to cut in before Vinyl interrupted him. "Shut it, Lights!" Vinyl screamed, pointing a threatening hoof at the stallion. "Vinyl, let me explain-" "Save it!" Vinyl yelled, interrupting Lucky Streak, "Do you know what kind of shit Octy's been through? She needs everypony she has. And here you go, leaving her in her time of need to go off with one of the stallions trying to ruin her life!" "Vinyl, maybe we should let him explain," Bon Bon pleaded. "Or not," Lyra argued, her tone cold and unforgiving. "No, really! I need to tell you all this-" Lucky Streak tried explaining, only to be interrupted again. "I don't give a shit! I know for a fact you're probably just going to lie! You probably just wanted Tavi's trust so you and Caramel could always be one step ahead!" Vinyl exclaimed, before turning and starting to walk away. "We shouldn't come to any conclusions before we have more fac-" Bon Bon started, only to be interrupted by Lyra. "Bon Bon, just stop. Wait until Vinyl and I are no longer pissed," Bon Bon shut her mouth and nodded. "I'm going to tell Tavi everything. I'll see you in Tartarus dirt bags," Vinyl shouted one last time before they turned around the block, making it impossible for the stallions to see them any longer.