Forever a DJ
By: Leafz Pegasus
Chapter 8: Life Goes On
You guys asked for more character development, so here it is. Oh, and also, Lyra is a main character now. Trololol~
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Well, that went better than expected.
I started muttering to myself, “My revelation about being DJ 1NS4N1TY didn’t even phase them, it was as if I told them my grocery list or what shampoo I use. These Ponyville ponies are so odd. Wait, what am I saying? I’m talking to myself. Hypocrite.”
I started my way back home after a well needed nap at the tree house/library thing.
Who puts a library in a tree? Kind of ironic, since paper is made of trees and books are made of paper. Mayor Mare, why do you torture that poor tree?
I was in the middle of contemplating whether that was intentional by the mayor or that I was the only pony to notice when I walked into my front door. Again.
Darn you door! May you burn in Tartarus with all the other doors that I’ve bumped into!
I walked into the moderately sized home, and put my new picture away. While at the library, Twilight had Spike take a picture of all eight of us, minus Vinyl Scratch.
I wonder where Vinyl Scratch is anyway?
Oh my Celestia, I went off on more tangents than Pinkie Pie.
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At The Rave, former venue of DJ 1NS4N1TY
PoV Vinyl Scratch
“Thanks for coming on such short notice DJ PON-3. After DJ 1NS4N1TY disappeared at that air show last week, we didn’t have a DJ to play music!” said the owner of the nightclub.
I replied with enthusiasm, “Eh, no problem dude. After all, playing at THE Rave, is beyond awesome!”
“Meh, doesn’t matter why you decided to come, as long as you’re here and playing good music. I don’t really care.” said the owner while walking away.
Now, I’m gonna show these Canterlot party ponies what a rave should really be, PONYVILLE STYLE!
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Ponyville, Disc’s house
PoV Leaf Disc
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-
Ugh, damn alarm clock, waking me up from my third nap today. I was on a roll, ugghh, now I have to do something won’t I?
I looked over to the time and noticed that it said 6:00 PM.
Damn. Too early to go back to sleep, but too late to do much of anything else. STUPID TIME PARADOX!
“Maybe I’ll take up Sonata’s offer and go make some music with him tomorrow,” I said to myself, “Dang it, I’m talking to myself again. I really need to stop this habit.”
“Well, I got about another four hours before I should go back to sleep. Maybe I should ask the girls to come and have a picnic. I’ve never been on a picnic before. I hope it’s as fun as every pony says it is,” once again, talking to myself, “I did it again.”
Hoof, meet face. Play nice.
I walked into the bathroom and reapplied my hair dye, I would’ve needed new contacts, but Twilight found them while they were looking for me, and I put them on as well.
“It’s a wonder that these are still in one piece after that timber wolf and the storm.”
After reapplying my disguise, I exited my house, on my way to Sugar Cube Corner to tell Pinkie Pie about the picnic I was planning.
Knowing Pinkie, she’ll probably tell the rest of the girls before I get to them. Wow, I’m lazy.
I finally made my way to the famous culinary Shoppe and was greeted instantly by a Pinkie to the head.
“Hiya Disc!” said the Pink mare on my head, not bothering to ask if I was all right.
“Mmphmm mmphph mmhmm,” was all I could say since she was on top of my head, therefore blocking my mouth.
Pinkie apologized. “Whoopsies!”
“What I was trying to say while you were on my head,” I glanced at Pinkie to make sure she was listening. “Was that I was wondering if you and the rest of the girls could come with me on a picnic in about an hour.”
The pink baker responded with impossible haste, “Wellofcoursesilly! What kind of friends would be if we didn’t! You might be 1NS4N3, but we’re not!”
I grimaced slightly at Pinkie’s implied meaning, “Pinkie, you know you can’t say that in public!”
She gave me an honest, confused face, “Why not? Just because you’re actually DJ 1NS4N1TY- Hmph!”
“WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!” My shouting made every pony look at us, or at least every pony that wasn’t already after Pinkie’s statement.
“Nothing to see here folks, enjoy your desserts and I’ll be on my way!” and with that I was out the door, every pony in the restaurant returning to their meals with confused shrugs.
“Phew, that was… close. A little too close for my tastes, but in the end, it worked out I guess,” I sighed a sigh of relief from not being found out even after Pinkie’s more than blunt comment.
“Now, where can I set up a picnic,” I said this aloud, like usual, but this time it helped.
“Well, you can go and have a picnic in the Park, that’s usually where I play my lyre during the day.”
I turned around to see a mint green unicorn mare behind me, “Um, thanks. Who are you if you don’t mind me asking?”
“Huh? OH! Sorry! I forgot to tell you my name. I’m Lyra. I’m sorry if I’m wasting your time.” Responded the mint mare dejectedly.
I tried to cheer her up by asking her about it, “No, of course you aren’t wasting my time, why would you be wasting my time just talking to me?”
“Because every pony thinks I’m *sniff crazy.”
“And why would they think that?”
“Because *sniff I study mythology as a historian and *sniff I believe in humans because of all the evidence I’ve found,” Lyra said sobbing.
Oh shit what did I do? What do I do?
I just stared at the poor mare until I remembered that I should cheer her up, “Well, if you have evidence, I think that all those ponies can stuff it.”
Lyra looked up at me with huge puppy dog eyes, “You *sniff really think so?”
“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” I said my pinkie promise while doing all the hoof motions, and then feigning putting my hoof in my eye.
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Sweet Apple Acres
“Hehehe, Disc just made a Pinkie Promise!”
“Pinkie?”
“Yes AJ?”
“Uhh, never mind. ”
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Back to the story.
Lyra just stared at me and then did something I didn’t expect; she hugged me.
Not sure what to do, I just hugged her back and said, “It’s OK Lyra, you’ll be fine,” trying to comfort the poor sobbing mare.
I just sat on the ground holding the poor dejected mare until she stopped crying and sat up, “I’m so sorry! First I complained to you and then I hugged you without permission and then I cried on you and,” I put my hoof to her muzzle and said, “It’s OK Lyra, honestly, I don’t think you’re crazy, I think who ever does is crazy. Also, have a request to ask you.”
This time it was Lyra’s turn to look confused, “You do?”
“Yes I do, would you like to come to the picnic I’m hosting later? It’ll be you, my friends, and me; eating good food, talk a bit, and look at the stars. Sound like fun to you?” I said replying, watching her mouth grow bigger until her smile took up almost half her face.
Wow she has a pretty smile… DAMN IT BRAIN, EVERY TIME!
“You… you would do that… for me?” she asked questioningly.
“Why the buck not? You seem like a good pony, you’re just misunderstood, that’s all,” I said to the mint mare, who by now was on the verge of exploding with happiness.
“Oh thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!” Lyra said, if she were trying to hug me into submission, it probably would’ve worked.
“Ok, ok, you can get off of me. for now. Just come to the park in an hour or so and enjoy yourself,” I said to Lyra as she awkwardly got off of me and picked up the lyre that was next to her.
Huh, how did I not notice that earlier?
“Sorry again, I’ll see you later uh, umm….” “Disc, Leaf Disc.” “OK, bye Disc! Thank you for your time!” Lyra shouted as she ran, presumably home.
“OK, well that took all of about 15 minutes. Well, I better start getting all of the stuff for the picnic ready, who knows how long that’ll take. I know who doesn’t; namely me.”
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The Rave
PoV Vinyl Scratch
The music started to fade as the song ended and I stepped down from the stage and walked over to the bar, “One hard cider,” I said, tired after three hours of nonstop DJing.
“Alright PON-3, here ya go, it’s on the house for doing an amazing job out there for your first night,” said the bartender, who also happened to be the owner.
“Yeah, I guess I was pretty awesome, I haven’t even played Bass Canon yet, but I don’t think I’m as good as DJ 1NS4N1TY was….” I said half-heartedly.
“You know, there’s a rumor going around that DJ 1NS4N1TY isn’t dead, and it was all staged. I guess it could make sense, no pony ever found the body, and Soarin is a known friend of the DJ, it could’ve happened,” the owner said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about the weather.
“WHAT?! He could still be alive!” I shouted in absolute fan-girlish glee, but luckily nopony looked over.
“Well, it’s only a rumor. But the odd part is, unlike most rumors, where they take place in the same area, here being Canterlot, but with this one, it appears that he is in Ponyville,” the bartender finished and looked toward Vinyl for her reaction.
I just sat there with a dumb look on my face, cider dripping out of my open my mouth, “Did…. You just say…. Ponyville?”
He replied in a voice not unlike Big Mac, “Eeyup.”
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Ponyville Park, Picnic
PoV Leaf Disc
I waited outside of the park for five minutes until I saw Lyra walking tentatively toward the park.
D’awwww, she thinks I didn’t show up and abandoned her. Allow me to fix that.
“Hey Lyra! Over here!” I shouted to the mint green mare.
“Hey Disc! You won’t believe how happy I am that I’m here!” said the now hyperactive mare.
“Ok, settle down, now, let’s get over to the picnic sight, shall we?” I said to my new friend.
“Alright, lead the way I guess,” Lyra said.
We started to walk over to the picnic sight, and Lyra would slowly start to lean toward me and then realize what she was doing and pull away; this continued until we reached the site.
It was actually kind of cute now that I think about it.
I looked over and saw the other six of my friends were present, and Rainbow Dash was giving Lyra a weird look.
“What’s SHE doing here?” Rainbow asked suspiciously.
“That she, is Lyra, and I brought her with me tonight because every pony has treated her the exact way you just did. Honestly, out of all the ponies in the world, I would think the elements of harmony would be the most accepting,” after I finished speaking, all the mares present became silent, and Lyra was shifting her weight from hoof to hoof.
Well that sure shut them up.
“I… I’m sorry Disc. It’s just that, she’s so weird and-“ I cut her off, “Stop right there. How do you know she’s weird? So what, she believes in humans, that’s HER opinion and belief. You shouldn’t go off and judge people based on that, and if you actually spent some time talking with her, you’d realize just how wrong you are.”
Silence again? I own these mares.
“I think what Rainbow was trying to say was, we were just a little surprised that you brought along another pony here, it appears as though we don’t know much about your social interactions, do we?” Said Rarity, usually, the voice of reason.
“OK, I believe you. Anyway, Rarity, AJ, RD, Twilight, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy, this is Lyra, my new friend,” I pointed at each one with my right hoof as I said their name to show Lyra who was who and simply pointed at her when it was her turn.
“Uh, hi every pony, I’m uh, Lyra. And I guess I’m Disc’s friend?” She said with a nervous stutter, like any word she screwed up I would…. hit…. her….. I think I found the problem.
I’ll talk to her about it later; I don’t want her breaking down in tears in front of the others.
“Anyway, let’s have a nice picnic, shall we?” I asked all the mares present.
“Finally!” they all said simultaneously.
The picnic was fantastic, and by the end of it, every pony was OK with Lyra being around once they actual got to know her.
“Bye Disc!”
“Bye AJ, Rainbow, Pinkie, Twi, Rarity, and Shy, see you guys tomorrow once I’m done at Sonata’s!” I said to the six mares as they left.
“Well, Lyra, did you like hanging out with me and my friends?”
“Yeah! I loved hanging out with you guys! Usually, I would just be sitting at home playing my lyre.” She said threatening to become sad again.
“Well, we can hang out another time, maybe tomorrow or something, okay?” I asked Lyra.
“Oh thank you! That means a lot to me. Thank you.” Lyra ended her statement with a quick hug and started off towards her home.
“Hmm, I should probably get home as well, today’s been quite a day.”
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The next day
“Alright, first thing today, write a song with Sonata. EPIC!” I almost squeed, almost.
I made my way outside of the café and started off towards Whitetail Woods, where Sonata’s house was located.
The walk only took about five minutes and I kept thinking about what Vinyl was doing or what Lyra was going to do today.
Wow, creeper much.
I knocked on the door three times and an orange glow enveloped the door and it swung inward, revealing Sonata, who was holding an electric guitar in his magic.
“Hey kiddo, so, you wanna play in the big leagues?” Sonata asked me jokingly
“Ha, too late, already played in the big leagues, and hated it. So let’s make some music!”
(Leaf sings I want to Heal and Sonata sings I had nothing to say)
“Aw yeah! I am definitely putting this in my next album, thanks for the help DJ.”
“Eh, it was nothing, just basic altering and some faked instruments, no big deal.”
“Anyway, would you like to meet my wife? I’m sure she wouldn’t mind making us some brownies.” Sonata asked me, wearing a perfect poker face.
“Well alright, can’t pass up homemade brownies, now can I?”
“Hey Sonata who are you talking to-“
I looked over and my jaw hit the floor, it probably could’ve gone through multiple.
“Hip….Hop….?”
“Disc?!”
(Editors note: Whaaaattt? Another cliffhanger?????)
A/N: U mad editor?