The final chorus of notes was played, ending the symphony of the school band. The crowd gave a generous applause as the orchestra bowed. And as the crowd dispersed, the ponies on stage gathered up their instruments and went backstage.
Octavia sighed, heaving the cello onto her back and heading back to the changing room. Her life had lead up to this climactic moment on stage, and now that it was done, she could finally relax. She went into her changing room and began to remove the black dress and gloves she wore for the concert.
As she continued to undress, she heard a knock on the door. She was a bit confused at this, since the school director didn't really interrupt students and her friends were probably changing as well. But she finished undressing and promptly opened the door.
Octavia was more then surprised to see who she did at the door. It was a white unicorn, with a electric blue mane and tail, wearing a large brown cloak. What made her surprised though was the pair of sunglasses that were distinct of a certain celebrity.
“You're, you're DJ PON3!!” Octavia nearly fainted at the strange sight before her, but the unicorn promptly used her magic to place the pony into the chair in the changing room. Vinyl walked into the room, closing the door behind her and sat in the opposite chair, waiting for Octavia to recover.
“Well, forgive me for that. I was just surprised is all. What are you doing here?” Vinyl made a motion for a pen, but she waved her down and made a motion with her hooves.
“I took sign language as a secondary language. Believe it or not, it was from a mute unicorn vary similar to you.” Vinyl smiled, and began to sign with her hoofs.
Really? So you DO remember me, at least a little?
“Well, of course I know you. You are one of the new faces of music, even if your style isn't what I care for, no offense.” Vinyls smile faded a little at this, before she continued.
Ohh, I guess you don't remember me well. I'm not surprised, it HAS been several years and we've both changed.
“I don't really understand. I'd imagine remembering somepony like you in my childhood.”
It's hard to imagine you'd recognize me like this. Perhaps this'll help. Vinyl used her magic to levitate a small instrument case from under her cloak, and handed it to Octavia. She examined the small case, and gave her a confused look.
“Umm… thank you, but, as you can see, I don't play the viola. I play the cello.” vinyl lowered her glasses to give her a flat stare, and she puts her hooves up in defeat.
Octavia opens the case and gasps. Could it be? She examined the small instrument, and sure enough, it was her old kids chello. Granted, it was a bit worn down from age, and a few items were repaired and replaced, but it had the same stickers and notepad inside.
She slowly took the item out of the case, and grabbed the small bow with it. She flattened her ears, and ran the small bow across the strings, expecting the harsh notes of an out of tune instrument. Instead, it played as if it had been recently tuned, and she looked at it with new wonder.
“You, you kept this with you, and kept it working, just to bring it back to me?” A tear welled up in one of her eyes as she spoke.
It's the least I could do for someone who was willing to start my love of music. I had to hide it to keep my agents from using it, but I kept it so I could give it back to you.
“Well. I don't know what to say. This is rather strange to see.”
Just say you'll give me a place to live in while I stay in ponyville. Octavia placed the small instrument back into the case and grabbed her main chello. The two walked out of the changing room and began to discuss plans to stay together. Perhaps, become even more