//------------------------------// // Life in Las Pegasus // Story: Meet Me In Ponyville // by BrushyBill1881 //------------------------------// Well she did it. They Vinyl was. Finally in the great party city of Las Pegasus. She had only just arrived and was awestruck and the sheer size of the city. 'I'm not in Ponyville anymore,' she thought to herself. Las Pegasus was indeed a sight to behold. It was like no other place in Equestria. Full of lights, music, ponies, and debauchery. Not a place that a small town pony like Vinyl was prepared for. She wandered from the train station to the most famous part of Las Pegasus known as the strip. There were many casinos and bars, all full of ponies looking to win big, get lucky with another pony, or drown their sorrows in a deep mug of cider. Vinyl wandered it one with techno music pulsing, her kind of music. The neon sign on the outside showed a rainbow colored horseshoe flashing with the name under it "Neon Horseshoe" flashing twice as fast. Vinyl pulled out a flyer she had made to promote her self. It was a picture of her on her turn table, words at the top read, "DJ P0N-3 ready to take the town." The bottom read "Available for hire, at reasonable rates." Vinyl looked up from her flyer, "I can do this, get ready Las Pegasus here comes DJ P0N-3" The next day Vinyl had spent her first few nights handing out flyers to any club that would take them and even handing some out to people out the strip that didn't look too under the influence. Some places said they would consider her, others just tossed her flyer back at her. 'Boy Octavia would sure be mad at me for this' she laughed to herself. She stopped mid-step at that thought. "Octavia," Vinyl said aloud. How was her friend or...was she more. Vinyl shook her head, 'No don't think about it, that is the whole reason I am here after all. A new start' After being out for several nights Vinyl decided she needed to secure some type of housing arrangement. She saw a flyer for a property management place called Fishy Places. It wasn't much but it was her only lead. She made her way through the town trying to reach the address on the flyer. As she continued the area slowly got more and more detreated, less and less green, and very dark. She finally came to a small gray building. The blinds were closed but very bent and out of place making it easy to see light inside. Where once there was letters on the building were now just the shadows of ishy ces, leaving just F Pla. The door was an old storm door with the white coating peeled off in big strips, and a blackened door knob. "I guess this is the place" Vinyl muttered to herself as she reached for the door knob. The knob creaked and squeaked, even getting stuck at one point making Vinyl think it was locked before it suddenly clicked. The door opened with a creak louder than the knob. On the inside was a small poorly stained desk with an obvious cardboard back to it. Papers were all over the desk, some with coffee stains. Over in the corner was a large lamp with dim yellow light that flickered with every step Vinyl took. It was the only light in the building apart from the few rays of the sun that peeked throw the broken blinds. Behind the desk was a door that probably led to back of the building. "Helloooo?" she called out. Then came a loud crash from behind the door. "Ah pony feathers!" somepony yelled followed by another loud crash "For the love of Celestia!" The door knob started jiggling, "Come on you-" the door flew open and a flat turquoise, middle age, short, round, pony tumbled into the main office. "Son of a-" he stopped when he noticed the young mare with wild blue hair staring down at him. "Are you Fishy?" she asked raising her glasses. The stallion stood up fast sending papers flying. "Oh! Yes, welcome to Fishy Places, they call me Fishy Deal, but uh you can call me Fishy," he smiled. Vinyl raised an eyebrow and observed the pony in front of her. He was short and round, had obviously missed a few a few spots shaving, and had an obvious comb over, if not a toupee. "Uh-huh" she responded. "So uh Mr. Deal-" "Fishy please" he interrupted. "Fishy" she said with a sneer, "I am looking to secure some housing." "Of course! Why else would you be here," Fishy Deal laughed a little to loudly. "Now! What you need is a great big penthouse in Uptown. That is where all the performers are at." Fishy began to rummage through the massive pile of papers. "How did you know I was a performer?" "Oh please young one!" Fishy laughed again "No one just moves to Las Pegasus because they can. To move here is to be a performer, and performers only get the best from me." he continued to through the papers until he pulled out a flyer for new high rises. "Ah! Here it is." Vinyl took the flyer from the sweaty pony. It showed a massive high rise just above the Las Pegasus strip. "Wow this is amazing, but I'm sure it is way out of my budget," Vinyl tried to return the flyer. Fishy Deal began waiving his hooves wildly side to side. "Oh no not at all, in fact these are very affordable! Only requires a 1,500 bits down payment for me to secure it and from there I believe you can negotiate with the building manager what the monthly rate." he leaned in closer and put his hoof to his mouth "I heard someone once negotiated too 100 bits a month," he whispered. "Well...I don't know," Vinyl looked around the office. "Hey, come on trust old Fishy, I got Sapphire Shores her first penthouse in Las Pegasus" the middle aged pony boasted. Vinyl though carefully. '1,500 bits just for this guy to secure a place seemed like a lot. She only brought 3,000 with her and who knows when she'd start making good money. But the place was nice and if rent was negotiable it may be her best option. What would Octavia think?' She got mad at her self for thinking of that. "Ok Fishy, you got yourself a deal" "Wonderful! I will just need to bits to secure it and come tomorrow you will be living it up. HA! You will be living it up in Uptown" Fishy Deal laughed hard as Vinyl went into her saddle bag to dig out the amount needed. She placed two pouches onto the desk. "Thank you Fishy Deal." Vinyl walked out, leaving Fishy grinning at the two pouches on his desk. When the door closed with another loud creak, Fishy Deal walked over and locked it behind her. Turning back to the pouches he smiled even bigger then before. "Oh no Vinyl Scratch...thank you"