It was another day in the town square, and everything seemed to be fine. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and a white unicorn was nervously trotting down the street. Her magenta eyes quickly scanned the street, looking for any sign of a certain dark red stallion.
Her search was interrupted by the sound of barking. She glanced to her left to see a white cat stranded up a tree by a brown dog. With a sigh, the disk jockey toggled a switch on her earpiece and approached the two animals.
The dog growled up at the feline, her eyes narrowed in anger. “Give me back the Bracelet, Opal! Ya know it’s no good fer ya, anyways!”
The cat stuck her nose up in the air, obviously haughty. “Oh, please. I wouldn’t set paw on that dust bowl you call a farm, much less take something from there.”
Vinyl quirked an eyebrow, looking down at the female dog. “...what’s going on here, Winona? What bracelet?”
She looked up at her, her eyes wide and worried. “The Geass Bracelet! It’s been passed down to th’ oldest female in mah fam’ly for years!” She glared at the pampered cat, hackles raised in ire. “Opal took it, Ah could smell her scent ‘round where it was!”
Said feline gave a dainty laugh. “You can’t possibly be serious. Vinyl, be a dear and tell this mutt I didn’t do it.” She smirked, looking down her nose at the farmdog. “She’s too hard-headed to listen to a sophisticated pet.”
“That’s it!” Winona leaped up, putting her forepaws on the disk jockey’s chest, barely missing the dress. “Ya gotta do a rap battle fer us! Ya jus’ gotta!”
Vinyl sat in silence, wondering if this was the best course of action.
Vinyl watched as Enigma adjusted the headsets on the heads of the pets in front of her turntable. She fidgeted, worrying that she was making a foolish decision. You can do this, Vi. She adjusted the neckline of her dress. I wish this wasn’t so confining. And why did Rarity have to make it so my shades wouldn’t match?!
“...wow...”
Her heart leapt to her throat, recognizing the voice. She slowly turned to see her favorite pony, his maroon eyes wide in shock. She blushed and glanced away, desperately wishing she had her shades.
Enigma took in the sight of her in the dress, noticing how the electric blue satin made the curves of her body more pronounced. The blue trim took nothing away from the overall look, and actually drew his attention to her heart-shaped -
He quickly averted his eyes, awkwardly sitting himself down next to Vinyl. He glanced over at her and, seeing that she was nervous, draped a wing over her shoulders. When she looked at him, he gave her a reassuring smile. “You can do this, Vi. I know you can.”
She smiled back and nodded, turning to her equipment. She quickly started the music, a single thought going through her mind before she lost herself in it: ...he does that with his wing quite often...I wonder why...
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF MLP!
VS.
BEGIN!
Look at this sissy prissy little pussy.
Ah’m a REAL pet, don’t you see?
Ah don’t get pissed when my owner gives me affection.
You’re a douche who only likes special attention.
I’m useful to my family, Ah herd cows and sheep.
You just sit and look out the window like a creep.
When anyone suggests something fun it just gives ya hives.
I bet ya wouldn’t live once, with any of yer nine lives.
This coming from someone who’s annoying as a fife
And living on a farm is in no way a proper life.
I have pristineness, posh pillows, and changes of collars
While you run around using words like ‘holler’.
You are dirty, filthy scum of the earth, you bitch.
When you try and act proper, you give me a stitch
From how hard I was laughing, it was entertaining.
All you know about clothes is the art of mud staining.
Yeah, I suppose the correct term is bitch
And “Pristineness”? Here’s a new pitch:
“I am a fucking princess wannabe
Who thinks herself above even Rarity.”
Now now, sister. Let’s not go too far.
I’ve left prettier coils in my front yard.
You brought out the worst in me, I didn't wanna own ya
But that's what happens when you fuck with Winona.
We all know the mutts with which you fornicated.
If I had a stroke, I’d rather die than be resuscitated
By your filthy, disgusting, trough eating mouth.
The only things nastier are your lips further south.
I take my time to make myself prim and proper.
I walk into a theater and become a show stopper.
When I walk on by, I turn feline heads.
Honestly? You’re better off in Fluttershy’s shed.
WHO WON? WHO’S NEXT? YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF MLP!
The disk jockey gently grabbed her friend’s wing, blushing slightly. “Hey, E?”
He stopped, deciding that taking the headsets off the pets could wait a little longer. “Yeah, Vi?” He smiled softly, though he couldn’t help but let his eyes momentarily gravitate towards the electric blue dress she was wearing.
Vinyl blushed even more, straightening her dress as she mustered up the courage to speak. You can do this. It’s now or never! “E, ever since we met, you’ve tried your best to help me out, to help me recover from my...a-addiction...” She fidgeted, glancing away briefly. “...I took you for granted, yet you stayed by my side...I have to ask...d-do you l-love me?”
The red pegasus was taken aback, glad that his fur concealed his blush. “...I...I...” He gulped, rubbing the back of his neck. “...I do...I did when I first met you...” He sheepishly grinned, chuckling softly. “I suppose I’ve always loved you...and I don’t mind if you don’t feel the same...I’m just-”
“E.” The disk jockey quickly wrapped her forelegs around his head, smiling playfully but trying to act before her courage left her. “Shut up and kiss me.” She pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. It felt like it lasted a lifetime, but in reality it only lasted a couple minutes. Eventually, she had to pull away, panting softly.
The stallion blushed so deeply, his face actually became darker. He opened his lips, stammering out a few words. “...w-wow...s-so you...?”
She nodded, her face completely red. “...for a few years, now...” She looked down, shuffling her hooves awkwardly. “...ever since you...well...you know...” Vinyl turned to her turntables, carefully pulling a white rose out of the back panel.
Enigma stared, completely stunned. “...you...you kept that...all these years?” He scratched his head, a thought occurring to him. “...but...you said you were dating Neon Lights...”
Vinyl nodded once more, feeling as though her throat went dry. “...I did, but...I lied...” She averted her gaze, shame washing over her. “...I didn’t know what to do...I panicked and it just...came out...” She sniffled, trying her best to keep from crying. “...E...Neon’s not into mares...”
He opened his mouth to respond, but the true meaning of what she said struck him. The red pegasus frowned, seeing the love of his life about to break into tears. He carefully embraced her, wrapping his forelegs around her comfortingly. “...it’s fine, Vi...” He carefully wiped a tear from her eye with a wing. “...it’s all in the past...” He tilted her head up and softly kissed her.
She positively melted into the kiss, oblivious to the congratulatory cheers of the crowd. She pulled back, smiling softly at him. “...so...am I still just your ‘best friend’?”
He chuckled, gently pressing his forehead to hers. “...that and more...” He nuzzled her cheek, taking in the softness of her fur. “...and I wouldn’t have it any other way...”
The black alicorn rolled her eyes, turning away from the scrying crystal. “Oh, gag me with a spoon. There’s such a thing as too much cutesy!” She glanced over at the charcoal figure, noticing the devious smile on her face. “...what are you so happy about?”
The being shook her head, rubbing a hoof against the dark crystal ball. “...I think there’s now a way to...take care of our problem...” She chuckled darkly, her emerald green eyes focusing on the figure inside the ball.