Overworked

by GoodVibes


The Only Chapter (or is it???)

Vinyl Scratch slammed the front door open, then proceeded to throw her large duffel bag onto the wooden floor of her home. She looked back out the door; waving an enthusiastic goodbye to a fancy sports car already making its way back to the city streets.

"THANKS FOR THE RIDE HOME NEON!" Vinyl yelled to her friend/manager.

Vinyl sighed. Wow...that show really took a lot out of me. It was pretty sick though, I really do love my fans. They definitely know how to party. Vinyl sighed, Life is good.

With that she made her way towards the heart of her rather large house, "TAVI! I'M HOME!"

Instead of receiving a reply however, she got a response in the form of a loud snore coming from the leather couch placed in the center of the living room. Vinyl made her way towards the couch to investigate, only to find a large humanoid figure laying on its side covered in piles upon piles of sheet music. The figure snored once more, proceeding to blow a sheet of paper off her head, and revealing the girl's sleepy face.

Vinyl giggled, "Oh Tavi, always overworking yourself." By the looks of it, she had fallen asleep while composing an orchestral piece most likely for her quartet. Vinyl approached the sleeping cellist and swiftly combed a strand of hair away from the girl's face.

OH MY GAWD, the face she makes when she's sleeping is SOOOOOO adorable!

There was a trail of saliva sliding off the side of Octavia's check, a few coffee stains along the bottom of her otherwise perfectly white tank top, and to top it all off several rouge hairs that gave the cellist's hair a wild and untamed look.

Vinyl quickly debated whether or not to take a quick picture of Octavia while she was sleeping, for both herself and as bribery, but she then decided taking a picture would just ruin what made the sight special in the first place. As for the bribery aspect of the idea, she also remembered that Octavia had snapped a picture of her in far worse condition than Octavia in her current state, but was only to be brought up in case she needed leverage against one of Vinyl's many schemes.

Jesus christ, this is a lot of sheet music!

Vinyl quietly backed away from her girlfriend and began to gather the pieces of sheet music scattered around the room, as well as the ones that covered the cellist from head to toe.

While amid her quest to collect every last piece of sheet music, Vinyl discovered several sticky notes stuck behind a few of the papers. Most of them had deadlines written on them but a few of them were written in other people's handwriting, most likely being members of her quartet. Those sticky notes had requirements that the piece had to meet written on them.

She must've been working on this all week

Unfortunately for Octavia, her current plans had been interrupted by the desperate call of sleep and she had been required to surrender her subconscious to the dream realm.

Maybe I can help her out a bit...

Vinyl took the stack of sheet music and set it down onto the coffee table in front of her. With that, she took the pencil out of the sleeping musician's hand and began composing. At first, it started out with just a line or two, but it quickly took on a new meaning as Vinyl had a new motive: To finish Octavia's work for her. The poor girl always worked so hard for her, she might as well return the favor. By the time Vinyl had realized what she was doing, she had filled out every single piece of paper.

Before standing up once more, she picked up one of the sticky notes and left a little something for Octavia to find tomorrow morning.

Love ya to pieces babe
-Vinyl

The deejay glanced over at the clock. It was almost Midnight. She quickly got to her feet and looked over at Octavia lovingly, a soft smile appearing on her lips.

The couch is no place for such a beautiful girl to sleep now is it...

Vinyl approached the couch once more, this time leaning in to kiss the cellist softly on the forehead. She then proceeded to put her arms around her girlfriend and lift her off the couch. As she began heading for the set of stairs in front of her Octavia let out a soft sigh and snuggled deeper into Vinyl's chest. Vinyl, being the cool and collective person she was, began blushing madly; her face now standing a chance to compete with a firetruck in a "Who can wear the brightest shade of red?" contest. Thankfully, she reached the flight of stairs before her mind could dive deeper into the subject.

As she was making her way up towards the second level of their house, a soft jingling sound could be heard. Suddenly, a small black Scottish Terrier appeared on the steps. The dog began to bark.

“Sshhhhh! Quiet Wub Wub! Don’t bark so loudly, you’ll wake your mom up!”

When Vinyl had first proposed the idea of acquiring a pet, Octavia had been more than hesitant to agree. When they had adopted Wub Wub though, the small Scottish Terrier seeming to take a liking to Octavia rather than Vinyl. It was extremely strange, especially considering the fact that Vinyl is the one who would take the dog on walks or feed him extra food under the table. Vinyl still loved him though.

As soon as Wub Wub stopped barking, Vinyl continued her journey up the stairs. Wub Wub followed shortly after. Vinyl sighed, this had been happening a lot more recently. Vinyl would go to a big party, her boss would pay her an amount most musicians would laugh at, and then she’d come home to find that Octavia had passed out while working. It was starting to worry her.

Maybe she’s trying to make extra money for something. Do we owe money?

Vinyl began to consider just exactly why Octavia had been overworking herself.

Maybe we do...have I been letting her pay all the bills?? Oh jeez, I’m a horrible girlfriend. Here I am partying the night away while she’s at home, struggling to pay the bills.

Vinyl looked down at the girl in her arms; a smile suddenly appearing on her face.

She’s so sweet, and kind, and pretty. She’s been working so hard. I gotta make it up to her tomorrow.  

Vinyl continued up the stairs until she arrived at their room. She kicked the door open and set Octavia down on the bed. The thought of undressing Octavia and putting her PJ's on for her came across her mind, but was then quickly dismissed at the thought of what Octavia might say to the idea.

Honestly Vinyl, I'm not even safe from your perverted mind in my sleep.

Vinyl rolled her eyes and chuckled, "I'm getting sass from Octavia when she's not even conscious."

Besides, she was already wearing sweatpants and a tank top. She'd be comfortable enough. Vinyl made her way towards Octavia's side of the bed and tucked the cellist into the sheets.

Vinyl took one look at her and sighed. Even in her sleep she's freaking graceful. I've gotta be the luckiest girl in the world.

Vinyl smiled softly as she leaned in and whispered something into her lover's ear, "Sleep well my love."

Just as Vinyl turned to leave the room and claim that piece of pie in the fridge that was simply calling her name, she felt something tug at her sleeve. Before she could face the source of the offending tug, she heard a soft whisper in her ear.

"Stay with me. Please"

Vinyl felt a familiar heat creep up her face as she considered the idea for about a millisecond before settling on the obvious.

Vinyl gently kissed the girl before heading towards the other side of the bed to claim her rightful spot next to the gorgeous angel sleeping beside her. Once Vinyl had slipped under the covers, Octavia had decided to scoot closer to her; resting her head on the deejay's chest and gently hugging her. Vinyl set a hand on top of the cellist's hair; caressing it gently.

"I love you so much Tavi."

Octavia simply smiled and kissed her on the check, "I love you too."

-o0o-

The sunlight shone through the polished glass of the window, lying on the wooden floor like sweet honey. The warm ball of light made its way towards the two occupants of the bed as the sun rose to its early morning peak.The light flickered through Vinyl's thin eyelids; waking her up in the warm embrace of her lover. Vinyl sighed dreamily as she sifted her hands through the cellist's long black silky hair. Octavia yawned. Her eyes slowly fluttered open; attempting to adjust to the bright light that now filled the bedroom. She began to steadily raise her head from its current position on the deejay's chest. Vinyl ruffled her hair a bit, sending a wave of untamed bed hair down the cellist's face. Vinyl chuckled.

"Mmphat?" Octavia mumbled, her hair obscuring Vinyl's view of her face. “Good morning beautiful”, Vinyl whispered into the cellist’s ear before placed a soft peck on her cheek, “sleep well?”

The cellist mumbled something incoherently before snuggling back into her lovers chest and replying, "Definitely."

Vinyl chuckled, "It’s a lot better than sleeping on the couch huh?" The deejay looked at her lover with a raised eyebrow and her signature smirk which the cellist knew all too well.

Octavia simply nodded and muttered a muffled, “mmhmm.” into her lover’s chest.”

“Wanna just lie here and do nothing today?”

Once again, her response came in the form of a soft, “mmmhmm.”

Vinyl laughed as she continued to stroke her partner's hair. “Well it’s no wonder you’re tired. You fell asleep from exhaustion yesterday. Ya know you really shouldn’t overwork yourself babe.”

Octavia only hugged Vinyl tighter and sighed. “I know I know. But someone’s gotta pay the rent. I mean I know DJing isn't exactly the most profitable occupation right now so I thought I’d help with the rent a “bit” more. It isn't your fault that your gigs aren't getting you as much cash as we need, and i’m not going to force you to give up your dream job if I have a chance to help.”

Vinyl only smiled, “Awww baby. You don’t have to do that. If anything, I should probably be the one getting a second job instead of blowing all my time at parties that don't even pay good. It’s not good to be overworking yourself Tav, and to be honest, you do the most you can to keep this place in one piece already. I mean you’re already like the best girlfriend ever so I think you can let me handle at least half of the rent.

Octavia giggled and kissed her lover on the cheek, “Whoa, who are you and what did you do to my girlfriend?”

Vinyl rolled her eyes and gave the cellist a slight nudge, “Oh ha ha ha. For the record I’m completely serious about this. I don't wanna see you passed out on the couch when you could be having sexy times with me here.”

“There’s my girlfriend back!”

“H-hey! I can be sweet when I want to!”

Before Octavia could reply, the sound of a certain dog’s collar jingling up the stairs could be heard approaching their bedroom.

Vinyl struggled with the bed sheets as she attempted to stand on the bed. “Oh no, not this time Wub Wub.” Vinyl frantically looked around the room, but the Scottish Terrier was nowhere to be found.

“Vinyl, he’s our dog not a murderer.”

“I know, but he always gets between us and hogs you all to himself. I'm not taking any chances.” Vinyl looked around once more.

“Okay...I think we’re go--”

Before either of them could react, Wub Wub hastily ran through the hallway and into the bedroom; using Vinyl and a launchpad to pounce onto the bed. Vinyl fell onto the floor with a loud thump.

The deejay rubbed her head before peaking over the mattress and scowling at the little dog currently licking her lover’s face.

“W-wub Wub stop it!”, Octavia laughed as her pet continued to give her little wet kisses on her face.

Vinyl begun to laugh right along with her, "Hey Wub Wub, get off your mom will ya? I swear I'm gonna have to start competing with my own dog." Vinyl climbed back onto the bed and picked up the little black dog.

"She's my girl! Ya got that Wubs?" Vinyl got her response in the form of a little bark as he wiggled out of the deejay's grip and made himself comfortable on one of the pillows. "Finally, now where were we?" Vinyl asked her cellist as she leaned in to give her lover a kiss; or at least, that's what would've happened if Wub Wub had not walked over and sat right in between the two.

They both laughed in unison. "I guess it’s just no use. My dog is just as stubborn as me”,Vinyl leaned back into her pillow and turned to face Octavia,“Looks like I'm doomed to forever compete with my own pet for the love of my life."

A cocky grin appeared on the cellist’s face as she replied, “Well Wub Wub is certainly a better kisser than you, that's for sure.

Vinyl laughed and then grinned at her lover, "Oh yeah, well can Wub Wub do this?” Vinyl quickly crawled over to Octavia’s side of the bed and cradled her hips before leaning down to give her a kiss on the lips. As soon the deejay’s lips had made contact with her own, the cellist had melted like butter into the kiss. Octavia placed one arm around Vinyl’s neck and a hand on her head; playing with her messy hair. Vinyl slowly broke the kiss and leaned against her lover’s forehead.

“I love you”, she whispered.

Octavia’s breathe sharpened as the same words had almost escaped her lips, if not for the deejay’s genius idea to start tickling her.

“V-Vinyl s-stop it-t! I-I-I’m gonna k-kill you!” The girl cried as she tried to push her lovers arms away, only for them to wrap themselves around her waist and hug her. The two tumbled towards the other side of the bed and panted for a few seconds. “You are ridiculous.” Octavia said as she snuggled into Vinyl’s embrace.

Vinyl smiled, “And you”, she paused to lick the tip of the her nose, “are adorable.” The disk jockey glanced over at the clock. “I’m gonna go make breakfast, you stay right here okay? I’ll be back with your favorite.”

Octavia groaned, “Mmmm, but you’re warm! Do we have to eat breakfast. Can’t we just stay here forever!”

Vinyl chuckled as she slowly began to rise from the bed and make her way towards the kitchen. “Wubsy, take care of your mom while I make us something to eat.” As soon as Vinyl was out the door, Wub Wub had rushed over to the bed and had snuggled his way underneath the cellist’s arm. Octavia chuckled, “Now just what are we going to do with you?”

A few minutes later, Vinyl had arrived with a tray of freshly made waffles, drizzled with syrup and caramel, then topped with strawberries and whipped cream, and finished with a dash of cinnamon. Just how Tavi liked it.

Octavia’s mouth was wide open, “Oh wow. This is just...amazing. Thank you dear.” As Vinyl set the tray down in front of Octavia, the cellist gave her a small peck of appreciation.

“No problem, anything for you babe.”

Octavia picked up a fork and was about to take her first bite when a thought had occurred to her. “MY COMPOSITION! IT NEEDS TO GET DONE TODAY!” Octavia was about to stand up and rush downstairs to grab her sheet music when a pair of arms stopped her, belonging to her girlfriend.

“No need my love, I finished em’ for you.” Vinyl handed her lover the sheet music she had finished writing last night, beaming like a kid on Christmas.

Octavia was in shock, “B-but...how did you…?”

Vinyl made her way back to the bed and pulled the covers over herself once again before moving closer to Octavia. “It wasn't that hard actually. I mean you already finished the basic parts. It was only a matter of filling in the blanks. And I didn't want you to have to worry about getting it done the next day so I--”

Octavia silenced her lover with a kiss. When they broke apart she hugged Vinyl and said,” Thank you thank you thank you! You’re the best girlfriend a person could ask for!”

“Vinyl smiled and replied, “Aww shucks, you already do soooo much for me and I barely give you a thank you. It was about time I did something for you.”

“Well it is very much appreciated on my part.” Octavia released her and picked up the fork once again.

Vinyl placed an arm around the cellist and pat a spot on the bed; signaling Wub Wub to come lie down next to her. “I’m glad.” The disk jockey picked up the television remote and turned the their T.V on. “Now, I don’t know about you, but I think I wanna take advantage of two things. #1: It’s 6:50 am on a Saturday and I’ve got nothing to do. #2: I’ve got breakfast, coffee, T.V., and a beautiful girl lying next to me.”

Octavia giggled and poked Vinyl slightly in the stomach. “I think you wont be getting up for a few more hours then, because I’m not going anywhere.”

The two sighed in unison as they lie in bed together; planning to stay like that for the whole Saturday,

Vinyl picked up her cup of coffee off the tray and had only one thing on her mind.

Life was good, but even better when she had someone to share it with.