Fluttershy flit about her house, gathering up a large amount of books into a box. She decided that they should be sorted later, but just leaving them around just wouldn't do.
"Can I help you with that, 'Shy?"
She yelped in panic, falling on her back with her legs locked in the air. She found herself staring up at the source of the noise, looking up at . "O-oh, Screwball. Y-you startled me."
The mare shrugged, taking the box from the yellow pegasus and rushing up the stairs. "I'm going to sort your bookshelf!"
Fluttershy just sat there for a few moments, shocked. She then raced up after the over-energetic mare, a large blush on her face. "N-no! Please, d-don't look at those!"
Vinyl sat on her bed, sighing softly. She glanced at the door, making sure it was closed, before she pulled a book out of her night stand. She grinned, skimming over the cover with her eyes, tracing the embossed name with a gentle hoof. I don't know who you are, but you're an amazing writer, Lemon Tart! She paused for a moment, thinking carefully. ...well, maybe not as good as Twilightclopple, or Butterscotch Sundae...but still, an amazing writer!
Just as she flipped it open to the first page, there was a knock on her bedroom door. She tossed her book up in the air in surprise, fumbling to grab it in mid-air with her hooves before remembering that she had magic. She gripped it in her telekinesis and threw it back into her night stand and quickly shutting it. "C-come in!"
Two fillies walked in, glaring at each other so much, the pink one tripped on a cello bow and almost fell on her face. Vinyl winced, seeing that the young pony broke the bow. I hope Octy won't get mad at me for that. I didn't damage it, after all.
"We want a rap battle!"
She blinked, snapping out of her thoughts and staring at them. "...may I ask why?"
The pink one spoke up, glaring at Vinyl. "That's none of your concern, Miss Scratch." The yellow filly next to her glanced away, a small blush on her face.
The white unicorn opened her mouth, about to state that she probably should know for the rap battle. She quickly shut it, realizing that the stubborn filly wasn't going to budge. She sighed, running her hoof through her hair. "...fine. Let me just get my stuff ready, okay?"
The fillies cheered, oblivious to Vinyl's inner turmoil. When they opened their eyes and saw the other one was overjoyed, they went back to glaring as if nothing had changed.
Vinyl sat in her basement, staring up at the fixture above her. She frowned, turning her attention to the stone pegasi still behind her. She was compelled to keep the basement light on, yet she didn't know why. Shrugging, she turned back to the audience and the two ponies on the stage. They seemed to be glancing at one of the ponies in the crowd.
Shaking her head to clear that silly thought from it, she started up the music, a wide grin on her face.
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF MLP!
VS.
BEGIN!
Oh look, it's the leader of the blank flank brigade.
She's even wearing that stupid-looking cape that they made!
Well take it off girl, it makes you look like a tank.
I'm surprised you even tried to talk to me, you blank flank.
I'm the queen of this school - the mistress of cool
You're just a little tool. Who you trying to fool?
Your family's dumb farm is barely staying afloat.
My family's so rich 
You'd better hope your boat's better than it's captain
Else it'll sink 'fore your three hour tour can begin.
Ya think Ah'm big? You'd make yer ship sink!
You're no queen - you're the weakest link!
Ah have friends who are willin' ta crusade.
Yer only friend's the money yer dad made!
It seems ya forgot 'bout the roots a' your luxury.
Ya wouldn't have a bit if it weren't for my family!
Please, I wouldn't take your Granny's words with a heap of salt.
You, your friends and your family are all riddled with faults!
Your rhymes are so weak, they make you look uncool.
Cry to your mommy you loser, you just got schooled.
Or do you even have a mommy? None of us would know.
All the years that we've known you and she's STILL a no-show
Though looking at you, I really bet, honey
That your mom does certain "jobs" to make more money.
Ya talk about my mom, tryin' ta get me vexed
Yet Ah'm not the one with a daddy complex.
Ya got hot an' bothered by the birds an' the bees
Ah bet ya want my brother ta bring ya to yer knees.
No matter how much ya try ta neglect
Ya have flaws, Diamond, so don't try ta deflect.
Your rap skills are the absolute worst, no doubt!
Now go, 'fore ya miss your Playcolt tryout.
WHO WON? WHO'S NEXT? YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF MLP!
Yeah, I understand this one has been requested for quite a while, but I didn't have a reason for them to rap battle. Now I do! :P Feel free to ask them questions on my tumblr blog. ^w^ (please specify if you want it written or if you want me to tell you what they said with my voice)
Also, don't expect to see more pics in the middle of the battles. It was only there for this one to clarify a reference. ^^; All credit for it goes to NostalgiaGamerJS on deviantArt.
And credit for about half of the battle goes to SuperChaosKG here on the site. Tiara was being too much of a {insert synonym for a female dog here}.
Anyways, I hope you all enjoy, and have a nice day!
Enigma out.~