The Formative Years

by Lonepone


Come And Get It

My alarm clock wakes me up with its harsh beeping.

"Fuck you" I growl, sending a blast of magic at it and making it explode.

"You must control your anger, young one" Octavia tells me.

"Aw, fuck you too" I tell her.

"That is hardly an appropriate response"

"Whatever" I get up, and walk into the bathroom. It's 6:39 in the evening. Friday. Why did I set my alarm? Oh yeah, DJ night, and I gotta get Neon Sky.

I walk into the kitchen, as grab a 1 liter of my Montain Dew.

"That foul sludge you drink is going to kill you, you know"

"Yeah right"

"It will. Mark my word, Vinyl, your kidneys will one day give out, you'll be in critical condition in the hospital, and I shall laugh. Not very lady-like, but I shall"

"Okay, Octavia" I walk out the door. "See ya"

"Don't come back"

"Don't bother leaving the door unlocked"

I walk down the steps, and arrive at Neon Sky's room. I knock.

"Who is it?" She calls out.

"Me, Neon Sky. Ready?"

"Not quiet yet. Come on in, doors unlocked"

"Coolio" I open the door, and let myself in. She's got a nice place. Same floor plan as mine.

"In the bathroom. Make yourself at home" she calls out.

"Don't mind if I do" I walk into the kitchen and start snacking on some chips, then walk to the living room and flop on the couch, chips in my magical field.

"Alright. Done. Ready to go?" She says from the bathroom doorway, steam still issuing from it.

"Yeah, follow me" I lead her up to Sounds room.

"So, Neon Sky, you ever done a live event before?"

"Call me Sky. And nope"

"Wonderful. First for both of us" we're I front of my door. "Hey, want a Montain Dew?" I ask, geusturing to my own.

"Yeah, thanks"

"No prob" I try opening the door. It's locked. "Octavia, lemme in"

"I'm sorry, I didn't happen to hear a please"

"Octavia, can you please unlock the door?"

"No, I don't think I can"

"OCTAVIA, CELESTIA DAMMIT, LET ME IN OR ELSE" I pound on the door.

"It's no problem, really" Sky says.

"Fine" I stop hammering on the door.

"She always like that?"

"Yup. 100% grade A bitch"

"Wow" I knock on Hard Sound's door.

"Come on in, Vinyl" I open the door, and me and Sky walk in.

The living room is covered in floor to ceiling poster. Mares, famous ponies, mares, various types of speakers, and more mares adorn them.

"Nice place" I tell Sound, who's sitting on a couch, watching some animated show. The only two characters on screen are a young stallion and a mare in tight clothing.

"Who's your friend?" He asks, not even looking up.

"Neon Sky" she introduces herself. "I'll be DJing with Vinyl tonight"

"Cool"

"Yo, Sound! Do I hear female voices?!" A voice shouts from the room.

"No, Blare, you hear nothing. Shut up and stay in your room until I leave" he shouts back.

"DICK! I know that's your girlfriend!"

"Fuck you, Blare, fuck you"

"I dunno bout fuckin you, but I'd probably fuck her"

"Both of us?" Sky says.

He falters a moment before replying. "Come on in, ladies"

"Tomorrow night. We got other places to be tonight" I say.

"I'm sure we got time for a quickie, right?"

"Not really. Later, Blare" Sound says. "Follow me" he lead us out of the building. "We're going to a warehouse my friend is renting. We've got a bunch of people there, so be prepared. I've got two guys to help carry the set, but we'll do that sometime Saturday. And here we are"

He stops in front of a normal looking warehouse. He walks up, and opens the door. The noise of lots of ponies talking escapes into the early evening air. "Come on"

We walk behind him, into the building. There has to be at least 100 ponies here. Along one wall is a snack and drink bar, and alon the other... There it is. The set. It's up on a raised podium, with more equipment then I could ever imagine. A turntable, and so much stuff I don't recognize.

"You gals know the equipment?"

"I do" Sky says, but I just slowly shake my head no.

"I'll show you" Sound tells me, and pulls me onstage. "That" he says "is a 4track turntable. You got four panels of controls. You can"-

"I know how it works. I just don't know what everything is because I use my laptop"

"I'll help in anything she don't know" Sky says.

"Alright" he says "you got a drum pad, a laptop with a large library, and I'll let you figure out the rest on your own" he says with a smile.

"Alright. Sound good, Sky?

"Let's go!" She shouts.

"Alright! Get up there and do your magic" he jumps up stage "lemme introduce you two. DJ pon3 and Neon Sky, right?"

We nod.

He grabs the mike. "Alright, everypony. You ready?"

The crowd cheers.

"Tonight, we have, NEON SKY" he shouts, Pointing at her with a hoof. The crowd cheers louder. "And, DJ PON3" he cries, pointing at me. The crowd goes nuts. "Let's go!" He says, and steps off stage.

"Ready?" I ask Sky.

"Let's do this" she agrees.

She starts us off with Scary Monsters and Nice Parasprites, a crowd pleaser. She does most the mixing, while I manage the setlist, adding and taking out songs depending on the crowd.

Ours fly by with out me noticing. A familiar stallion comes up on stage.

"Do I know you? You seem familiar" I ask him.

"Lone Pone. Class. Got you something" he says, levitating a bottle of cider to me.

"No no no. I don't drink"

"What, afraid I spiked it?" He takes a large drink. "There, see? At least try some"

I give in. "Fine. One sip" I grab the bottle in my magic, and look at the label. Crisp apple cider. 10 proof, so 5% alcohol. At least it's not vodka. I raise the bottle to my lips, and hesitate.

'Its not too late to back out' I tell myself.

'Why? Scared?' I reply

'No, of course not. I just don't think it's right. I'm 19. The drinking age is 21'

'Bok bok bok'

'Shut up! I'm not chicken! I'll show you'

I take a large drink. It's really good, tastes slightly like apple juice, but more... Flavorful. It's got a tartness to it that juice doesn't have. I take another drink.

'See, it wasn't so bad'

'Your right. It's pretty good'

"This stuff is good!" I tell Lone.

"Knew you'd like it. I'm hardly wrong. Yo want another?" He asks, noticing my bottle is empty.

"Two" he raises his eyebrows "for Sky" I explain.

"I don't think she'll drink it" he says.

"Just get me two, alright?"

"Alright" he leaves, and comes back with two bottles.

"Thanks"

"No prob" he says. It might just be an early effect of the alcohol, but he seems to disappear as soon as he enters the crowd.

"Hey Sky!" I shout.

"Yeah?" She says with a smile.

"Try some" I float a bottle to her.

"No. And don't try convincing me. No"

"Alright. More for me" I crack open the next one, and finish half of it in one drink.

I'm halfway done with my third when a certain tune comes on. Something about it grabs my attention. I grab the mike in my magic, and float it to me.

"What are you doing?!" Sky asks.

"No clue!" I shout.

I wait, and catch the beat. When I'm focused, there is nothing except for me, the mike, and the song. And the lyrics.

I start out slow.

Pull my heart out of my chest

I gain confidence

Train my mind so I forget

I sing louder, more sure of myself

Sink your teeth into my bones

I pause

Dig me out then fill the hole

I pause for effect

Tear me apart
Tear me apart and watch it burn
Tear me apart
Tear me apart and watch it burn

All thats left is a window to my soul
Falling faster you made my heart your home

Come and get it one more time
If you wanna lose your mind
Come and get it one more time
If you wanna lose your mind

Mouth to mouth I breathe you in
Swallow down your jagged sin
Let it drown inside my veins
The sweetest poison I could take

You make it an art
The way that you scar with every word
But before we reach the end
Strip me down again

Come and get it one more time
If you wanna lose your mind
Come and get it one more time
If you wanna lose your mind
Come and get it

I open my eyes that I didn't know I closed. The crowd, and Sky, and Sound are all staring at me, jaws hanging open. Sky snaps out of it once the crowd starts cheering, and hits a new track playing. Someone buys a round of drinks for us, which we accept, and then another round, and a third. We stop after that. The buzz i get is wonderful.

The night blurs together, and I before I know it, the party is over. Me and Sky walk along the streets, both of us drunk, and talking and laughing as if we've been friends since we where fillys.

We get to the dorms, and Sky walks me up to mine. I pound on the door. "TAVI!" I shout. No answer. I try again. "LEMME IN TAVI, IM TIRED" she doesn't answer.

"Hush, you'll wake every one up" Sky says.

"So what am I going to do? Sleep in the hall?" I start to sniffle, the alcohol amplifying my emotions.

"You can sleep with me. My beds comfy" Sky comforts me.

"Th- thanks Sky" I stutter. "It's nice to have a g-good friend like you"

"I'm sure you'd do the same for me"

We walk to her room, arms around each other. We walk into her bedroom, and crash on the bed, dead to each other and the world.