“Hello there Octavia, my boyfriend here told me about you. I didn’t really believe him at first, but it seems he was telling me the truth after all.” she smiled, extending a hand towards her. Octavia returned the handshake with her forehoof, tilting her head slightly.
“Right...And who might I be speaking with?” Octavia questioned as she looked her up and down. She seemed to be the same height as Dylan, but she was certainly more slender, and had this feminine to her, and yet something about her didn’t sit right in her stomach.
“Name’s Rebecca, and you are?” she questioned in return.
“Octavia, pleasure to meet you.” Octavia replied, flatly, staring her down for a moment more before turning her attention towards Dylan. “Did you figure out anything on how I can get home or at the very least out of this room.”
“Well...I didn’t really have much time to look for clues on how to get a magical pony back home, but I did think of a way to get you out of the room.” Dylan smiled, rubbing the back of his brown wavy locks, fidgeting in place.
“Oh? Well that’s progress in the right direction.” Octavia replied bluntly.
“So...what are you exactly?” questioned Rebecca studying her.
“I am an Earth pony, and my homeland is known as Equestria. Though I’m certain you wouldn’t know of it.” answered Octavia.
“Equestria? That’s a messed up name alright. Sounds magical alright.” Rebecca groaned, rolling her eyes. She couldn’t believe Dylan wasn’t doing anything about this. Imagine the profit...not like she needed money, but she wouldn’t be against giving this pony to science so it would get out of Dylan’s life and more importantly out of her face.
Octavia let out an annoyed whiny before looking towards Dylan. Was bringing this human girl here really his best idea? She had to trust him, even if she didn’t trust this girl at all.
“Like I said before to Dylan, I have no clue how I got here, but if we can find a source of magic here in this world, I may be able to use it to return home. And get out of both of your lives.” explained Octavia, raising her forehooves to each side of her face.
“Yeah I know but for now it’s probably best you not stay here. Mom will be home soon. Rebecca, do you think the band would mind if she stayed in the garage?”
“A garage? How is that…” Octavia scuffed up her nose at the mere thought of it. Well if she could at least leave the garage during the day to explore the city perhaps it wouldn’t be too bad.
“I’m sorry Octavia but it’s the best I can think of right now.”
“It’s not your fault she suddenly just waltzed into your life. You should be thanking him for allowing you to stay here.” spoke Rebecca.
Octavia raised her eyebrows at that. She continued to distrust this girl, and just rolled her eyes. For now it was best to try to ignore her, after all at least Dylan was trying to be helpful, even if he had no clue what sort of mess he was getting himself into. Octavia knew this wouldn’t be easy, but she had to start somewhere. She also had to try to get along with these humans, so she’d do her best to “tolerate” Dylan’s companions, even though Rebecca irked her and made her fur stand on edge. There was just something unsettling. Octavia waited for Dylan to give her further instructions, right now she was counting on him to be her guide into the human realm, because let’s face it, she was no Twilight. They had to work together.
“Now no fighting Becky. I’ll handle this. I always do.” smiled Dylan, smirking and leaning in to kiss Rebecca on the lips. Just then he heard his mother calling.
“Supper’s ready!” shouted mom from the kitchen. Dylan looked to Octavia.
“Don’t worry, I’ll bring you something back. Just hang tight just a little bit longer.” Dylan stated, reaching out and petting the top of her mane, ruffling it a bit. “I promise, I’m going to do all I can to get you home.”
Octavia muttered slightly under her breath, as he petted her head, and watched as he and Rebecca walked out of his room closing the door behind her.
Once she was alone again, she sighed and paced around the room, talking to herself.
“What is wrong with that girl? Why does she make me feel uneasy? Why don’t I trust her? I don’t know anything about her...but there’s something up with that girl. She just didn’t know what.
Octavia finally settled to sitting on the bed once more, grabbing one of the many game magazines and beginning to skim through it. She knew it wouldn’t help her, but at least it would help to pass the time until Dylan and Rebecca returned from supper. Octavia waited.
“Any luck yet Twilight?” questioned Vinyl Scratch, scratching her bright blue mane, her eyes resting on her forehead. She hadn’t found anything that useful. She really hadn’t expected to find anything. If anyone would find something, it’d be Twilight. After all she was used to strange happenings occuring on a day to day basis.
“Hmm…” Twilight mumbled aloud, as she tilted her attention to Vinyl, shaking her head. “Vinyl, I’m sorry but so far there’s nothing I have found that explains why a pony would just disappear, I will keep looking though. I assure you, I won’t give up until we find something.”
“Is there anything I can do?” questioned Vinyl.
“Hope. You can hope that Octavia is safe wherever she is. For now that’s the best you can do for her. You should go home though, we’ve been at this for hours.”
“I didn’t do much though besides waste time by putting more books down for you to read that weren’t really helpful.”
“Hey, don’t say that. You’re trying, and that means more than you might realize, it means you are a true friend.” Twilight smiled, nuzzling against her.
“Thanks Twilight, I really needed to hear that. I’ll take your advice and head on home.” with that Vinyl waved goodbye to both Twilight and Spike and headed back to her crib.
She opened the door, and shut it behind her as she couldn’t help but glancing over towards Octavia’s side of the room. Vinyl wasn’t a mare to get emotional over many things, she was always able to keep her cool, keep a calm composure no matter how intense things got. She found herself walking over to Octavia’s cello case, opening it, and taking out the massive instrument, and clinging to it, she held it tightly as tears streamed down her face.
“Octavia...why? Argh! This is totally uncool.” she pouted as she sniffled and buried her head into the back of the cello, making sure not to mess up the instrument used by her roommate. She wondered what Octavia was doing right now. Surely, trying to figure out how to get back home. How to get back to her. Vinyl suddenly had an idea. A smirk raising upon her lips.
“If Octavia can’t come to me, I’ll go to her!” she shouted, jumping up and down excitedly, almost forgetting for a split second she still had tears rolling down her face. She took a deep breath in, and glanced out the window, the sun was just starting to set.
“Octavia...I’ve got your back. I’ll find you wherever you are. Wait for me.” and with that she went to the bed, and hopped up on it. It was hard to feel tired, when her head felt weary and weak. She recalled Octavia fussing at her many times for having her music too loud. Not having her here just made things dull. Vinyl could almost feel Octavia’s soothing music playing as she drifted off to sleep.
“How was school honey?” questioned Dylan’s mom.
“Eh. Same as always. Lame.” Dylan replied with a shrug. He was either to get done with supper and made sure to make sure he asked for seconds and took them to his room. He didn’t say much during the course of the meal, but he knew his mom would question him about it later. Moms just had this psychic sense of knowing when something was up.
“So Becky, are you okay with Octavia staying with you tonight?” questioned Dylan.
“You want me to take a magical pony home with me? You know very well I can’t. My dad would never even believe any of this, but I’ll come here early in the morning and we’ll get her to my garage.”
“Yeah...your right. See you in the morning.” Dylan smiled as he leaned in to kiss her once more and headed back to his room for the night. He entered the room and saw Octavia sprawled out on his bed, reading one of his magazines, he found his cheeks flushing. She looked just so adorable laying there.
“Um…” Dylan whispered as he was outright staring at a talking pony. His cheeks burned. This was too weird. He shook his head. He wasn’t totally crushing on a girl he had just met. No...besides even if he did like her like that he had a girlfriend. Man, he really needed to get his head straight.
“Hey Dylan, how was dinner? Anything good?” questioned Octavia, not really minding that the human girl was no longer with him. She felt like she got along with Dylan, but she really had a dislike for Rebecca, and it wasn’t simply out of jealousy. She had no interest in human affairs. All she was considered about was finding her way back home. She didn’t belong in this world, her home was Equestria. Octavia awaited an answer, but all he seemed to be muttered was um, and looking at her like she was some sort of model. She had never seen behavior like this except from the Canterlot nobles. They were often awed by her performances, but this was different. She wasn’t performing. She was just laying on the bed. She scooted to an upright position and hopped up off of his bed.
“You are probably ready for bed, however before you go off to Luna’s realm, there is something I wish to discuss with you.” began Octavia.
“Uh Luna’s realm? Is that like a keeper of dreams from where you are from? Here we call it the Sandman. And only kids believe in him.”
“Sandman? How...dull. I feel Luna would feel salty if she was even compared to such a bore…” replied Octavia, but continued on. After all she had to get this off her chest. “Your friend…”
“My girlfriend, what about her?” Dylan asked as he tilted his head towards her.
“I don’t like her. I don’t know why, but she just seems strange.” admitted Octavia.
“Awwh, don’t worry. Rebecca takes awhile to get to know and understand all her quirks, but give her a chance. After all she’s willing to give you a chance, and well you’re a talking horse.”
“Pony. I am not a horse.” replied Octavia with a huff.
“Right. You are a talking pony and you think a human girl is strange? Don’t worry you’ll get to know Becky over time. For now I think it’s best we both get some rest. After all I have school in the morning, plus I’ve got to get you to the garage.”
“I still dislike the thought of living in a garage, but I suppose it’s better than the closet.”
“Goodnight Octavia. Get some rest, we’ve got a lot of work ahead of us in the morning.” with that Dylan threw off his shirt, and stripped off his pants so that he was just in his boxers and crawled into bed. He turned towards Octavia one more time. “If you need anything just ask, I put some food from supper up by the computer.”
Octavia simply nodded and after she was sure he was asleep, ate the food he had left for her. She noticed that he had never answered her about the food, but maybe he had too much on his plate. Literally. He had saved her quite a bit of food. She ate the food, and put the plate to the side. She waited until she couldn’t hear any noise coming from beyond his room and ventured out to the kitchen. She tiptoed her way there, knowing that she had to be quiet or risk exposure. She couldn’t let his mother see her, who knew what she might do if she found a talking pony in her kitchen.
After that was taken care of she headed back to the room, and searched for a good spot to sleep for the night. She decided right by the window, and unfurled a blanket to lay on, as she gazed out at the evening sky, she couldn’t help noticing it was a full moon.
“Princess Luna, help me. I don’t know if you can hear me, but give a message to Vinyl. Tell her I miss her, that I promise everything will be okay, and I will find my way back home.” with that she felt her eyelids growing heavy. She drifted off to sleep, falling into a slumber and dreaming about Vinyl and their love of music.