Neon lights flashing everywhere, a pounding bass could be heard throughout the whole town. The club was alive, and the reason was Vinyl. She had a huge grin on her face, her signature glasses placed on her horn, as she bobbed her head to the music she was playing. Nothing could make her feel more alive. Suddenly one of the stage lights shined bright into her eyes blinding her. She quickly put her glasses over her eyes, but they weren't helping much.
Opening her eye, she could make out that the curtains on her bedroom window were left wide open. "Mmph... Darn you Octavia, leaving our curtains open and things." Using her magic she placed her glasses over her eyes and closed the curtains as she rolled over on to her side. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she caught a whiff of eggs and Prench toast. "Yummy! My favorite!" Slowly getting up from their bed, Vinyl fought with the bed sheets trying to pull her back down. They had managed to wrap around her hind legs. It was as though they were trying to pull her back to bed. Finally getting loose, Vinyl hit the ground with a loud thud and rubbed her head. She began to head downstairs towards the wonderful scent of food coming from the kitchen.
"Vi, what happened up there?" Octavia asked when she heard Vinyl coming.
"T-the bed... It attacked me and tried to hold me hostage from your wonderful cooking." Vinyl mocked a sniffle and pout, looking at Tavi.
"Oh come here, you." Octavia walked towards Vinyl and threw her hooves around her in a soft embrace. Then she let go and faced the stove. "Your food will be ready in a moment, my wonderful DJ." She smiled, placing the food on a plate for Vinyl.
"Thanks for the food, Tavi." Vinyl used her magic to quickly shovel her food into her mouth, awarding a giggle from her marefriend. Vinyl didn't notice, as she was far too enveloped in her food. It had been a while since Tavi would make her a nice breakfast like this. "Wait a minute... Octavia, what are you doing home so early?"
"I had nothing to go to today. No rehearsals or anything for the next couple of days, so I'm waiting for call backs." Octavia sighed.
"Oh, okay. I'm going to go to Choltsterli early to check it out before I DJ tonight. I figure I can get a feel for the place."
"That's a good idea. Will you be coming back, or are you going to stay there until your gig?"
"Actually, I was hoping you would come with me." Vinyl pouted, looking at Tavi and lowering her glasses so she could look into her eyes.
"As I said, Vinyl, I have nothing to do. I mean I could practice some more, but I have a feeling you wouldn't let me."
"You got that right!" Vinyl shouted nearly slamming her hoof on the table.
"Besides I plan to support you in any way I can." Octavia smiled and pecked Vinyl's cheek.
"Want to head to the bedroom before we go, then?" Vinyl grinned.
"Not right now, there will be plenty of time for that later. Now go shower so we can go to the club." Octavia sighed.
"But why do I have to shower? I took one last night before we went out!" Vinyl whined, staring at Octavia.
"Ugh." Octavia facehoofed. "That’s because of what we did afterwards, Scratchie."
"Alright." With a grunt, Vinyl slid herself out the chair she had been sitting on and went to the bathroom. 'I always hated that nickname.' She thought to herself, closing the door behind her. Vinyl started the shower as her mind drifted off to last night’s events. Then an idea sprung. She quickly opened the door and yelled downstairs to Octy. "What about you? You need a shower too!"
"Sorry Vinyl! I took one this morning, before I made breakfast!" Tavi yelled back.
Vinyl's ears fell flat on her head, and she closed the door again. "Oh well. There goes my fun." With a soft sigh, Vinyl jumped into the shower. She just stood there motionless under the water for a while, letting it pour off of her. She'd hate to admit it to anyone, but she was feeling a little nervous about performing tonight. After all this is her first real professional gig in a way, sure it wasn’t high paying, but it was steady income. After pondering the greater mysteries of life for a little bit longer, she slowly began to wash up before stepping out and heading back downstairs. Her mane was dripping wet, so naturally the wooden floor beneath her became slippery and she slipped into a wall awarding her with a loud whack.
"Ugh, who put that wall there?!" Vinyl half-glared at the offending wall, and then just went into their living room to relax for a little bit.
She quickly flicked on the TV to see if it had anything interesting on. Almost immediately after the TV was turned on, Octavia walked up and sat next to Vinyl, nuzzling her neck. Vinyl smiled back and threw her foreleg over her.
"How are you feeling Vi? Be honest." Octavia asked in a soft tone, looking up at Vinyl.
Vinyl muzzle began to feel warm as her blush grew. Gently rubbing the back of her own head, she looked down at Tavi. "To be completely honest, I may feel the slightest bit nervous." She sighed.
"You'll do fine, I believe you." Octavia gently pressed her muzzle to Vinyl's with a growing smile. Vinyl wrapped her hooves around Tavi deepening the kiss.
Pulling apart after a minute to breath Vinyl looked back at Tavi, "Before we go, could you play your cello a little for me?"
"I thought you didn't want to let me practice."
"It's not practicing. Think of it as a private concert for the second most beautiful mare in all of Equestria," Vinyl grinned.
"Oh alright, so who is the most beautiful mare then?" Octavia smiled knowingly.
Almost instantly, Vinyl nearly yelled, "Luna!" Next thing she knew, Octavia smacked the back of Vinyl's head with her hoof. "Ouch! Spouse abuse!" Vinyl called accusingly.
"Vinyl, we'd have to be married." Octavia deadpanned.
"Mare-beater." Vinyl shot back.
"We are both females, Vinyl." Octavia was glaring at her now.
"Fine," Vinyl let out a sigh. "Besides, Luna has nothing on you, babe."
"Mhm..." Octavia rolled her eyes and gently grabbed her cello from their room upstairs. "Oh, Vinyl, that reminds me!" Octavia trotted down the stairs, cello in tow. "Place a note on my cello again, and I'll have your hide."
"But-"
"No buts!"
"It was the only place I knew you would see it." Vinyl pouted.
"One more time Vinyl," Octavia gritted her teeth.
"It won't happen again. I promise on my glasses." Vinyl said solemnly, but with the slightest bit of a smirk.
Octavia let out a soft laugh, "Any song requests?"
"No, just play what's in your heart."
With that, Octavia stood up and balanced her cello between her legs gently drawing her bow across the strings and began to play. What seemed like hours later, after playing several songs, Octavia set her cello down in the corner and kissed Vinyl. "If you want to get there early, I suggest we leave now."
"Alright. Oh, and Tavi?"
"Hm?" Octavia responded
"Nopony can play like you." Vinyl smiled as she pulled herself off the couch and headed for the doors with Octavia close behind.
"Next stop, the Choltsterli!” Vinyl cheered.