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// Introductions 
// Story: The DJ and The Keyboard Player 
// by SolidFerret 
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	Canterlot, that’s right fillies and gentle colts home of the snob ponies. I know they consider that a stereotype but all stereotypes’ come from somewhere, right. Well okay maybe not all the snob ponies I lived in the crappy part of Canterlot. Yes, there is a bad part to Canterlot. How do you explain all the guards? No pony who ever lived in a good neighborhood said.
“You know there wasn’t a lot of crime where I lived but the royal guards sound like it would be easy.”
Okay maybe I shouldn’t judge on what their cutie mark is. But then again there isn’t a lot of crime to begin with. Only the occasional “Stop right there criminal scum” and an invasion of Celestia knows what. Oh let’s not forget Discord, but the guards never handled that one now did they”.
Oh Celestia, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Electronic Notes. I’m a Pegasus, My cutie mark is are several small musical notes, my mane and tail are dark brown and very messy, my coat is blonde, and strapped to my back is my synthesizer keyboard and somewhere in my voice box is a computer chip that after years of being in there doesn’t actually hurt. In fact, it’s how I got my cutie mark. A computer chip fell out of a delivery ponies (who was a Pegasus) bag the same day it happened to snow and just like every other little fillies and colts, I was try to catch snowflakes on my tongue. I happen to look straight up with my mouth wide open and thus, my voice became auto tuned. I thought it was cool. What kid doesn’t want to sound like robot?
By now it only comes out when I sing or I raise my voice. I still get teased over it but then again auto tune has been named one of the worse inventions ever. Ask me about my bully problem in school. Right now I’m on my way to the studio. My Manager needs to speak to me “desperately”. Some advice to aspiring musicians, if your manager needs to speak to you “desperately” he’s gonna fire your ass. I’ve seen him do it before to others and now he’s about to do it again.
As I trotted up the road I always get side comments from the snobbish ponies that always need to here themselves talk cause ponies with smaller brains do more talking! Don’t believe, go to a public school, yeah, who’s the idiot now. 
When I got there my manager looked really excited so I knew I was already gone while he was already thinking about who to discover next. He motioned me to have a seat at his desk when I took a seat he looked right at me and said
“How are you this fine day Mr. Notes?”
I was afraid that when I give him a response my response would be ‘well it’s about to get worse’ but I looked at him and said “good and how are you sir”
He said “very well, I just received some excellent news.” He took of his glasses looked my straight at me and said “It appears DJ Pon-3 is looking for someone to perform keyboards and vocals for her next tour.”
Since when did DJs need keyboards and vocals? Has electronic music really gone that low to the point that even heavy metal bands use it…?* I consider that last one more of an evolution… probably shouldn’t judge DJs then.
Either than that this was great news I’ve always wanted to go back on tour and with someone famous for once. The bad side is now I’m about to enter the club scene. Those ponies are bat-sh*t crazy. There always the one dude there to sell drugs and the glow sticks and all the drunken ponies. I’m gonna get torn to pieces. I’ll be lucky if I make it out of Canterlot without a bullet in me.
“I’ve arranged for the two of you to meet tomorrow to see if you two are willing to agree on touring together.” He said
I stood up and said “Alright I’ll be there. What time do I need to be at the studio?”
“About 9:30 Tomorrow morning”
Well there goes my late night plans “Alright I’ll be there”
 
I was sitting alone in my house after making word that I was looking for somepony to provide keyboards and vocals. The reason behind this decision is because is so I can expand some of my music and not rely on recorded singing on records for vocals. That and I get lonely out there on tour. Hey it’s hard being from friends and love ones. What do you think the album homesick was about?** I was snapped out of my thoughts when my best friend and roommate came through the door
“Hey there Tavi. How was your day” I called
“It was dreadful. The pianist player at the grand galloping gala was jealous about the fame I had acquired. It’s not my problem that everypony preferred the cello at the gala.” 
“Maybe I could perform next year. They’ll forget about you people for sure.” I wasn’t kidding. I wanted to see those ponies’ reactions. The look on their faces HA priceless
“Sorry Vinyl but if you’re going to perform you’re going to need a bit class and not perform noises that sound like building tools.”
“HEY! I’ll have you know that my next tour will have keyboards AND vocals.” To those unaware. Octavia and I argue like and old married couple about the music we play. I’m afraid it will get to the point in which she breaks my records and I cut the strings on her cello.
“Ah yes I have heard all about it. Well good for you vinyl. You may be still making those dreaded noise but at least decent people can listen to the other.” Octavia said as she went to her bedroom
Yeah my day was great Tavi thanks for asking
“Oh by the way how was your day.” She called back
Thank you universe



*To all of those wondering. Yes I'm a fan of Asking Alexandria and Attack Attack!
** However my favorite band is A day to Remember
[A/N] well, theres my first chapter ever in me writing fanfiction, hope you enjoyed it leave a comment full of harsh criticism below and a like  or dislike. I don't own my little pony