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// Setting up the club 
// Story: Heart of Vinyl 
// by Jeta 
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Vinyl Scratch walked through the front door of the library to be enveloped in the aroma of dusty old books. Most ponies saw her out to be the "wait until the play" kind of pony, but to her there was nothing better than sitting in bed until sunrise reading a good book.
Vinyl Scratch exhaled after absorbing the aroma.
"Hey, Twilight!" She called, "where are ya?"
"In here!" Called the lavender unicorn from another room, "what can I help you with?"
"Well," Vinyl Scratch began, "I bought that building down on Mane street."
"Really?" Twilight asked as she entered the main room.
"Yeah, I already invited two ponies to visit my club when it opens." Vinyl Scratch answered, excitedly. "Lyra and Bon-Bon, I think."
"I'm not really the 'nightclub' type, myself," Twilight stated, "but it sounds interesting. Maybe thats just what Ponyville needs, somewhere for friends to get together."
"Yeah, thats what I thought!" Vinyl Scratch agreed. "Hey, Twi, I was wondering if you could get your friends together and bring them to the club tonight. I'm gonna have a house-slash-club warming party."
"Of course! They will love that."
"Alright, then, I'll go get set up!"
...
"Ugh." Vinyl Scratch grunted, fumbling with the locks on her cases of equipment. The final latch finally popped open, "there!"
She continued to set up the heavy equipment, using a heavy-duty levitation spell Twilight taught her. It used a lot of energy, but was definately easier than picking it up by hoof. She put the table, speakers, and deck in the area where she was going to build the stage, in her favorite arrangement which allowed the sound to travel better. She set up the lights above the table, and turned them on.
The lights were very distracting. Vinyl Scratch had always had a problem with bright lights and loud noises, which ponies never believed, with her being a DJ at a night club. She wore specially designed headphones to dampen the random loud sounds and the music, and the shades that she wore were extremely darkened. The combination of the two made the thing she valued more than anything bearable.
It was quiet in the empty building until there was a knock at the front door. Familiar rhythm to the knock, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before. She opened up the door.
"Hello?"
"Hey, sweetheart."
"MC! I haven't seen you in so long!" Vinyl Scratch said, tackling him in a hug, "How did you find me?"
"Your friend Octavia said you were here in Ponyville." Said MC, in his low, raspy voice. His Manehattan-accent made him seem so much more intimidating, but very few ponies knew that he would never hurt a fly. He was very kind hearted, and would listen to anyone. Though he seemed intimidating, he gave off a feeing of trust. He was a mentor to many of his friends, and mostly to Vinyl Scratch. He helped her through the loss of her parents, and much other things.
"It's been too long, Scratch. We need to catch-up soon." MC said.
"Yeah. Actually, tonight I'm having a party. That's why I'm setting up my equipment." Vinyl Scratch said. "Maybe you could come?"
"I'll see you then." MC replied.
"Thanks." Said Vinyl Scratch.
MC then leaned closer to Vinyl Scratch and kissed her cheek softly, then left, leaving Vinyl Scratch's face bright red.
"See you then..." She echoed.