I had a dream that there were three ponies. They were all mares. They had tattoos of things I didn't even want to know, printed right above their skull cutie marks. We were all in a dark alley, and I was crowded by the local dumpster. The two other mares held me up by my two front hooves, and the main pony just kept punching me. She kept punching and punching, hitting me in the face, at the stomach, on my shoulders... But as she kept punching me, sparks were coming out of my body. Something was happening. I was transforming! I kept getting punched and punched, but as the punching kept getting even more numb, it happened.
I transformed into a squirrel.
Now, you may think I'm pretty crazy, right? Well, I woke up on the floor of my new living room, smelling like sweat, farts, and beer. Lots and lots of beer. I felt like I was digging my nose into a hobo when I woke up to my own scent.
I hate beer.
I flipped to my other side, dazed and confused. It felt like hours since I had fell to the ground, and I had no idea what had happened since I started chugging down those bottles and bottles of beer from the afternoon.
Oh no... I'm becoming a Vinyl!
I sat up, and started to notice my surroundings. Everything was dark, toned down, everything even had a small purple color to it.
"Vinyl," I said, slurring my words a little bit. "Where are you? Why is everything so dark?!"
A purple Vinyl walked up and crouched down to me, smiling.
"Hey, buddy. You're finally awake. How do you feel?"
"I feel tired. And smelly. And sweaty. Why is everything so... distorted!?"
"Oh, you're wearing one of my shades. We put it on you halfway through the small get-together. Do you want to take them off?"
Oh.
"Yes, please."
She magically lifted me to our green couch, and propped me up. Wait... Green couch? I thought the one we moved into the apartment was blue... I'd have to consult that with her later.
"Okay, I'm going to lift these glasses up. Things are going to change a lot, and it's probably going to sting a little bit."
"I got it, I got it... Just, take them off. Please."
She slowly lifted them off, and I found out what she meant about it stinging. Everything went from dark, calming, purple to an instant, bright reality. I see why Vinyl wore it all the time. It was like a pain reliever for her whole view of this world. I also see why she can take all of her partying without dying from headache. Now I just have to learn how she goes through all her concerts without blowing her ears off... Is it secret ear plugs? Sound inducing headphones, maybe? The world may never know.
I squinted my eyes and closed them away from the last bit of sunlight coming out the window. It looked like it was just about sunset, and that made me just put my head back down to the couch.
"What time is it? What happened?"
"Uhh..." Vinyl looked to the middle of her hoof. She wasn't wearing a watch... "It's about seven o' clock. Almost nighttime. And that, my dear Octavia, is a long story."
"Only seven? I'm surprised they all left so early."
"Oh yeah, they all left." She gave me her toothy grin again. "They were starting to turn it into a party instead of a small get-together, so I kicked them all out before the small get-together had it's time to transform. They took the so-called 'party' to the local park." She scoffed. "Who needs them anyways?"
"Oh... That's good." I blinked and squinted while trying to open my eyes again. My head slightly throbbed of pain, but I still wanted to know the answers. "So, tell me what happened. Did I do anything stupid?"
"Umm... Uhh... Ehhh....." She looked away from me.... Or I think she did, glasses and all.
"Tell me Vinyl, I need to know."
"Again, it's a long story. Do you really want the truth? You can't handle the truth..."
"Vinyl, I can handle the truth. And everybody is gone. I can take a long story."
"...Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you sure that you're sure?"
"Yes."
"Are you completely sure that you're sure that you're sure?"
"YES VINYL, JUST TELL ME." I grabbed the pair of shades that she had just took off me and put it back on. My headache was starting to come back.
She sighed, then smiled. "Okay, Octavia. If you ask for it."
She looked to the corner of the ceiling and pointed her hoof at it. I... I don't even-
"VINYL'S P.O.V., YEEEEEAAAAAAHHHH!"
Hey guys! It's Vinyl Scratch, a.k.a., DJ PON-3, the badest pony around! So, I like to make dubstep music, eat food, make pranks, bake (though I'm not good at it), fool around with Tavi, swim-
Vinyl, get on with it!
Okay, okay. Sheesh Octy, so pushy... So, going back to the party.
So, after performing my wonderfully crafted plan to get Octavia to drink some beer, I left the kitchen and started dancing with Pinkie Pie and the folks. The music was blasting, the ponies were sweating and drinking, and it was a regular day in the life for me. After about ten minutes of dancing, that's when it happened.
Octavia came out of the room, drunk as buck, and screamed/slurred out, with her accent and ladylike stuff almost completely gone, "HEY PONIES, YOU CALL THIS A PARTY-"
"Small get-together," I corrected her. I needed to make sure ponies knew about that. Parties and small get-togethers are completely different things.
She pointed at me with one of her hoofs. "Buck you." I squealed in joy. I never saw drunk-Octavia often, but everytime I did, it was a blast.
"Anyways, you call this a small get-together!? I'll show you guys how to small get-togethefuasha!" She almost fell down when she said that. Everypony cheered anyways.
She took another pony's beer and started to dance with me in the middle of the living room. And let me tell you, it was hot!
Vinyl! How dare you!
Like, figuratively and literally! Away from all the body heat and sweat, she was there, dancing and grinding all over me.
...
There's only been about two other times that I've seen Octavia really drunk. And I think this has been an oncoming occurrence... Everytime she gets really drunk, she always grinds up on me. One time, there wasn't even any music! She just got to me side, and started to grind me up! Like, is this supposed to be sign or something?
Ehh... Uh... fsahddasdiuahiuhda
I never tried to take advantage of her when she was drunk... But dang Celestia, she always makes me think about it! The grinding is very powerful, and let's just say it gives me very dirty thoughts... Wink wink.
So anyways, back to the story. So after an hour of dancing/grinding, she starts to mumble stuff that I couldn't even understand. Away from the really loud music and her mumbling, it went a little like this...
She put her hoof on my back. "Vvvinyl... you're like, the.. the... the best-sfdha.... And like, I-I want youhu tooooo do somethang for me..." She then got up to my ear and whispered.
"Put me..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "...Bed, then pound..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "...So hard, that I scream..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "And then I'll put my mouth on..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "...And I don't care if I can't breathe, I'm going to stick my mouth in so far..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "...Be so sexy, and I'll want you to spank..." Mumble, mumble, mumble. "...Flank like a cherry, and you'll scream with joy too."
OKAY, I CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH, I CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!
Sorry Tavi, we went too far to stop. ANYWAYS...
I was so surprised when she told me this! Though I didn't hear it all, I can guess what she was talking about. After she told me, she started laughing, gave me a wink, and headed to the fridge again to get more beer.
You gotta love drunk-Octavia.
Well, after that, the whole day went like a breeze. Fifty more people came in, Octavia drank like fifty more bottles of beer, more dancing all of that. Let's see what Octavia did throughout that time...
She broke three of my records, made like twenty more flaming potatoes to throw out the window, threw up a few times... She kept jumping on ponies' backs screaming "WHERE'S MY PONYBALL!? I NEED TO CATCH YOU!" (I have to admit, that was funny as heck)... She put our couch on fire! That was awesome!
Halfway through the small get-together, she even put one of my shades on and acted like she was DJing the party! That was great!
So by five o' clock, she was partying and dancing and grinding some more (she even gave me a few kisses, but I'm not going to talk about that for now), and then she just collapsed! Just fell down in the middle of dancing and went to sleep!
After that, me and the ponies had a discussion on the small get-together turning to a party, and they all left to the park!
Well, that's all the important stuff that happened for Octavia's drunkenness. VINYL SCRATCH, OUT.
"Well, that was eye-opening..." I said, sitting down on the couch regularly now. (It's me, Octavia. Thank Celestia that I'm back.)
"Yeah.... It was pretty awesome actually, if you ask me."
I sighed. Why did this always have to happen? The grinding, the dirty talk, the nonsensical things I do... It's all a big routine everytime I'm drunk!
I decided to distract myself from the topic, and looked around the room.
"Man, this place is a wreck... How are we going to clean this up."
Vinyl gave me her trademark grin again. "Again, I had this all planned out. My cleaning ponies should be coming any second now..."
The doorbell rang.
"Like right now!"
She opened the door, and ten mares with cleaning suits came in.
"The whole place! Just scrub everything until it looks new again." Vinyl told them, and they nodded and got to work. "Well, they're not going to be done for another two hours or three. Want to go out to eat or something?"
I had no choice... But I was also really hungry. I nodded, washed my hooves, tried to look as clean as I could, and we walked out the door.
So here's a new chapter. This chapter's not really that important, just explains what happened throughout the whole small get-together... It was necessary, I swear! Heh heh... Anyways, I hope you enjoy, point out any mistakes if you see them, blah blah blah... ALSO! This is a little thing I'm starting to try out. Since chapter two, have you noticed the weird chapter names? Well, they're music references that I'm always trying to make up and make noticeable enough. So for the first people to tell me what chapter 2 and 3 are referencing to, I'll try to get their O.C on the next chapter. Let's just see how that goes, and maybe I'll do it on every chapter. So... yeah!