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// CH 1~ The new beginning 
// Story: My Roommate is a Lycanthrope 
// by Stasiarose 
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   "C'mon Lyra," I gave the light turquoise mare a much needed hard hoof to the back. "Don't mess with Octi. We're just taking a break." "Again? Really?" I sorta had to agree with Lyra there, myself the sexy Vinyl Scratch during the day, and epic DJPon3 at night, had been off again on again with Octi for more then three months. Totally not my DJ style. But I guess I can't complain, considering her dad died and her mom recently turned into a monster like yours truly, I chose to give her all the space I could. We still lived in the same house together, just not the same bed...
"Are we getting MUFFINS?" Derpy asked. "Yeah, yeah Derpy, now shush me and Vinyl are talking." Derpy made her signature 'I understand but I'm still confused face', and shut up. Then Carrot Top butted in,"I'll take her to get some M-U-F-F-I-N-S." Even spelling the word made the grey pegasus jump and fly upside down. Classic Derp. When Carrot Top and Derpy left, me and Lyra headed toward the nearest bar. "Bloody Mary. Extra blood." I lowered my shades at the bartender, flashing my eyes red. He put down the glass he was drying and looked at Lyra. "You?" Lyra didn't know what to get and made the mistake of getting what I got. The blood I was drinking shot out my nose as I laughed at her reaction to her first sip. I yelled at the bartender to clean up over here and get Lyra a regular drink.
"So uh, how's the whole 'Inner Circle' thing working with Octavia's mom?" Lyra whispered. "It isn't. Like she's to good for it! The damn mare doesn't even come. Says she's 'sick' or 'mourning over her husbands grave'. The mare is stupid enough to think vampires can get sick with hay fever. The bucking joke."  "And you of all ponies haven't done anything about it? Sounds like she's hiding something." I chugged the rest of the 'Bloody Mary' down and hit the glass on the table almost breaking it, and leaving a dent on the table. Did Lyra just insult me? I wiped the blood off my mouth with my hoof. No, no she was just asking. You sure? She did push it on pretty far. Yeah now shut it. Celestia, the beast inside annoyed the buck out of me. Always needing to be so sure of everything. Just don't think about it, continue your conversation. "Course I haven't, this is Octi's mom we're talking about. I don't need Octi ditching me because I had a 'chat' with her mom." "Oh yeah." Lyra replied stupidly, like she just got a clue. That mars reminded me of Derpy more and more everyday.
We trotted out of the bar, seeing Carrot Top and Derpy across the road eating muffins. It was almost one. "Mares I got to fly." They all nodded and I was outta there trotting home to check up on Octi. "OCTI I'M HOOOME!" I kicked the door open stepping inside making a sexy heroic stance, but no Octi came to greet me. "Octi?"  "Octi!" I looked around the house. No Octi. I trotted to our room finding the messy, out of style, lycan Octi, ripping the head off of a rat I head bought for her for this kind of situation. It was good but she was on the bed. Blood was EVERYWHERE. "Octavia! Bad mare. Bad mare!" I scowled at her. She gave a playful grin through two rows of insanely sharp teeth. She jumped off the bed, and walked towards me. To my amusement she gave me a huge lick to the cheek. "Oh," I said in a baby voice, "I just can't stay mad at my Octi. No I can't. No I can't." Octi wagged her tail. I chuckled taking my shades off. Octi was such a dog.
After 'bout two hours Octi finally shifted back to uptight, classy, sophisticated, yet sexy, Octavia. "Yo Octi, finally let the beast out to play, huh?" I smirked taking my shades off. "Oh, shut up." She replied, brushing her scruffy dark-grey tail in my face. "By the way, how was your little 'meet up with the mares'?"   "Great. Your rehearsals?"   "I didn't go."   "Why?"   "The beast inside wouldn't let me." We both looked at each other in silence, the burst out laughing. "Nice one Octi." I said between breaths for air. Looking at the clock I saw it was three forty-five. Five hours 'till DJPon3. "You free right now?"  "For five more hours. Why? Got anything planned?" I smirked. "Oh nothing special, just two tickets to see the Technotronic fashion show tonight." My jaw dropped. How'd she know I wanted to go to th-" I was shushed with a hoof shoved in my mouth like I used to do to her. "I saw it circled on your 'Lunalized' calendar. And how did I get them? I know some ponies." She smiled, probably proud of herself for knowing. I could've gotten some from my mom, the 'fabulous Photo Finish', if the pony throwing the thing wasn't dads rival. I didn't want to go for the clothes, more for the head banging hoof stomping music. It was almost as good as my music. Almost. Inspiration for my mixing was the only reason I even went to stuff like this, DJPon3 don't need no other music. "So, Vinyl are you going?" I nodded my head rather harshly making the perfect head banging movement. "Then we need to get cleaned up."   "Do we have to?"   "Vinyl, of course we do." Octi grabbed her bow-tie and handed me my shades."Thanks." I murmured, slipping the purple shades over my eyes, as she dressed herself in her bow-tie. When Octi was done she grabbed my hoof, and we galloped out the door. "Oh Octi..." I rolled my eyes...