-Finished Symphony [Hybrid's Soundtrack Edit]-
(Hybrid)
Dear Mom,
Sorry it took us a while to sit down and write a letter to you. It's been pretty hectic on our end, so we haven't had a whole bunch of time.
In the end, we managed to stay in Ponyville, but it was more complicated than we thought it was going to be. Turned out that the music hall was going bust, so that whole audition thing we were doing was pointless. Then it turned out that my manager was buying the place out, and Tavi somehow managed to swing things so she got a job at the new establishment. Seeing as Emi's got middle-management coming out of her ears, Tavi must've really impressed her. (She got hired as a musician, too, but I saw that one coming a mile away.)
Obviously, since it takes a while for a music hall to go out of business and get remodelled (they only announced liquidation a couple days ago), we've been focusing on the musician side of the contract. Pretty much the first thing Emi did was ship Tavi out of Ponyville to Manehattan, to study under the orchestra there and get some experience in genres that aren't classical. I tagged along, of course. Feels weird after we spent so much effort trying not to end up working in a different town, but it's only temp work. Tavi's got a job to go back to when she's home, and that's the important thing.
(…Honestly, I'm having a little trouble keeping up with her. She's pretty cool-headed most of the time, but every so often I'll say something, and she'll just go crazy and do three days worth of work in a couple of hours. It's insane. You can't even argue with her when she gets like that. I don't mind it, but I always get caught up trying to compete and end up wrecked the next day. Has she always been like this?)
As for me, I've been gigging a lot, and also helping out with the scouting for the new place. We picked up a pretty cool saxophonist we met busking one time, and signed her up. Her name's Brass Horn. Since the job we got for her wasn't ready yet, Tavi talked me into dragging her along to Manehattan with us, and we've had some pretty cool jam sessions. It's surprising what you can do with a cello, a sax and some decent decks. If we can snag a drummer and a vocalist, we might have a band on our hooves. There's a filly in Ponyville who might turn into a great singer, but her cutie mark hasn't shown yet. I know her sister, so I might see if she's interested when the time comes.
In terms of our relationship, I haven't had to use your advice yet. We're taking it slow, getting used to being close to each other. I worry sometimes about screwing everything up. Well, more than sometimes, I guess. A lot of the time. She's pretty important to me. Guess that's something I'll just have to deal with. I feel like, if I did, and we gave it enough time, we could take this relationship to the next level. Maybe even all the way. That's what I want, anyway.
Sorry. That got off topic. It'd be pretty cool if I could talk to you about this stuff, though. You probably know more about relationships than I do. I can understand if you'd rather not, though.
Anyway, sorry we didn't have time to write to you before now. We'll be in Manehattan a little while longer, but we're planning on stopping by Filly on the way back to Ponyville, so we'll see you then. Octavia's looking forward to it, and I am too, I guess. We hope you're well, and that everything's going smoothly on your end.
Sincerely,
Vinyl Scratch
P.S: I didn't actually get your name the first time round, and Tavi won't tell me. She says it's fine if I call you Mom. Feels a little weird to me, but I'll get used to it. You're cool with that, right?