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// Story VII, Vinyl Finds Out & Reacts 
// Story: 22 Short Stories About SonTavia 
// by TheOneAJ 
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“You’re kidding?” Vinyl deadpanned. “Or, you don’t mean one of, those things, from the battle of the bands? That’s not the ‘kid’ your tutoring, right?” She let out a laugh. “Cause I can’t picture aunt Melody taking that news well.”

From across the booth in the dinner, Octavia took in a breath. She had a feeling her cousin would find out about her  befriending and giving music lessons to Sonata Dusk of the Dazzlings sooner or later. And that she was bound to say it was a bad idea. Then again, she knew this was a better idea than letting said cousin find out from other sources.

“No,” Octavia assured. “You’re thinking of the very girl. Or, um, magical seahorse, thingy from the very same world as princess Twilight. Which, to be fair, mom was the one who pressured me into finding someone to tutor. So it’s not my fault the first one available is my new siren best friend.”

Vinyl laughed. “And you say I don’t have my priorities set.”

“Not funny,” Octavia scowled.

“Hey, chill!” Vinyl said, defensively holding her hands up. “But I’m being serious. You sure she’s not… I don’t know! Doing something evil to your mind or something and you only think your friends?”

Octavia arched an eyebrow. “I think I would know if I was being brainwashed, thank you.” she said in a sarcastic tone.

“Well, wouldn't that be what someone under a mind control spell say?” Vinyl countered.

If there was one thing Octavia hated more than when her cousin was being an idiot, is when she was sounding like that smart one.

“Well… okay! But if she was going to do something to me, wouldn't you think she’d have done so already?”

Vinyl didn’t answer right away. Instead, she mulled it over as their food arrived.

“Hey, I know you’re a smart girl, Tavi,” Vinyl assured with a mouth full of french fries. “Just be careful, alright?”

Octavia let out a breath, then smiled. “I do appreciate your concern, Vinyl. And your absolutely right and valid with your concerns, don’t get me wrong! Guess it’s just my issues with taking criticism because of… You know.”

Vinyl nodded symposticly. “Hey, I really am happy for you. Getting outside your comfort zone, making some new friends.” She serval fries into the mustard. “So tell me more about her.”

“Well,” Octavia began, a dreamy gaze on her face as she fingered the rim of her shake. “She’s cute, funny, actually funny,” she chuckled at Vinyl’s reaction. “Into jazz and more classical with some pop mixed in. Last week, we were talking about our favorite kind of animals when… What?” she paused as Vinyl was giving her a sideways smirk.

“Oh, nothing!” Vinyl said in a way where there was clearly something. “Just sounds like you two get along well. Please, continue.”

Octavia let out a cautious nod, but carried on talking about what she liked about Sonata for the next hour.