Rainbow Dash and Vinyl Scratch stretched out after finishing their morning meal, both happy and full. After resting for a moment, Vinyl stood, floating the dishes to the sink and walking over herself to clean them up. It was about this time that Rainbow Dash noticed two things: Neither mare had bothered to put their shirt back on since the talk earlier, and Vinyl wasn't wearing the same jeans she had the night before, having changed into sweat pants after her shower.
The pegasus couldn't help but bush at noticing, and quickly turned her attention anywhere else in the room she could think of. After Vinyl finished washing, she turned back around to see Rainbow Dash staring at a potted cactus near her doorway. "You okay, Dashie? I mean, I know things kinda hit the fan yesterday, but my cactus is not that interesting."
The cyan mare blinked, then groaned. "Heh, sorry, Scratch, I guess I zoned out there for a... Wait, Dashie?"
Vinyl shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I mean, isn't that what Pinkie calls you?"
Rainbow Dash blushed. "Uh, w-well, yeah, but she's Pinkie. She's, like, it's hard to explain."
"Then don't. Just say it's Pinkie. Back to now: Since you've finally gotten everything said, I can point out how adorable you are when you blush." Vinyl chuckled and stuck her tongue out at the pegasus, whose only response was to blush worse. "Should've expected you of all ponies to show off."
"H-hey! I'm not, ugh. Fuck you, Scratch."
Without wasting a second to hesitate, Vinyl smirked and walked over, pulling Rainbow Dash in her chair to sit out from under the table and straddling her lap. "Well, I wasn't going to suggest we take it that far, yet, but I guess it's a good way to start the day off, huh?"
Rainbow Dash's cheeks stayed red for a moment, but slowly began to fade as she felt her confidence coming out again. She wrapped her arms around Vinyl's waist, smirking at the unicorn now wearing a light blush on her cheeks. "I certainly can't disagree there, Scratchie. Isn't that what Octavia used to call you?"
Vinyl's blush quickly filled her face. She let out a light whine and glared at Rainbow Dash. "Fine, I guess I deserved that one. Look, are we gonna get to my bedroom before Luna clocks in, or what?"
"You expecting me to carry you in there, Scratch?"
"Maybe. I can always carry you if you prefer, hon."
Rainbow Dash blushed, opening her mouth to answer, but managing nothing coherent. Vinyl took that as her cue and smirked as she hopped up and lifted the pegasus, bridal style, without too much effort. No matter how much she seemed ready to, the cyan mare never protested, instead settling to cross her arms and blush as she was carried into the bedroom.
Vinyl dumped Rainbow Dash onto the bed rather unceremoniously before lighting up her horn and pulling out a small bottle of scotch. The pegasus took rather quick notice. "Hey, what's that for?"
"Hmm? Oh, this? I just hear I'm much better in bed when I'm buzzed. Actually, I hear I'm better at a lot of things buzzed, but that's not important. I just figured, since a few drinks got us here to begin with, may as well finish up with a few of 'em down, ya know?"
"You're not makin' a lot of sense, Scratch."
Vinyl sighed and sat down on the bed. "Look, the deal is, I actually do get real nervous a lot. Yeah, I'm a social freaking butterfly an' all, but I've got a bit of an anxiety problem. If I drink a bit, it helps, like, a lot. It's not a huge thing, but it's been enough to tank me a few times."
The unicorn looked to Rainbow Dash, who looked oddly self-conscious, something Vinyl had grown to recognize from seeing it so often. She face-palmed and sighed. "Dash, I swear, it's nothing to do with what you think it is. I'm serious as Tartarus here: You are hot. That's kinda the problem. You're real awesome, and you have a great body, and I just feel like I'm gonna screw something up. Look at me, Dash."
The cyan mare looked to Vinyl, though she still appeared a bit unconvinced. "This is just something I do, okay? This is not because I don't find you attractive enough to do anything with sober. This has everything to do with me and my weird anxiety issues. Okay?"
Rainbow Dash looked down and thought for a moment before looking back to the DJ. "When did you find out about these anxiety problems, exactly? Like, how long have you had them? Or, like, when did you learn about them?"
"I've had 'em since I was still a filly, but I didn't find out about any of it until I started working as a DJ. The first few weeks were kinda rough. It looked like it was gonna get real bad, like I was gonna have to just stick to albums and no live time if I was gonna mix at all."
"Then, one night, I forgot I had a set, and I'd been feeling the week go down hill for me, so I got a little tipsy. Mind you, I wasn't drunk. I still had a mind enough to cast any spell I've ever learned and then some. Anyways, I get reminded that I've got a show that night and a pretty big turnout."
"So, I got up, walked to my set, and got some weird feelin' off the crowd this time. For some reason they seemed kinda down. The real weird thing was that it seemed like I could just feel what I needed to throw on for 'em. I had a planned set, as always, but I decided to mix it up and start off with something else."
"End of the night, I'd gone so far off my plan that I hadn't even touched a single track I had on it. I just went with the audience, and it was the best show I'd put on yet. I just kept on doing it, getting just a bit tipsy before a show, and it kept working."
"After I started back for my psych degree, I found myself asking about how somethin' like that could work, and I found out that some ponies have some weird anxiety issues, and that even though things like alcohol can alleviate the tension, it was better to just get medicated."
The DJ heaved a sigh and flopped back on the bed. Rainbow Dash remained quiet for a moment before getting up, something that made Vinyl cover her face and sigh. Before she could say anything, however, she heard the sound of glasses clinking onto a table and a bottle being opened. She sat up to see the pegasus pouring two glasses before picking up one herself. "Well, then let's knock some of the edge off, Scratch. I ain't gonna wait all day to get to this. Three months is long enough a wait."
Vinyl was momentarily speechless, but she rather quickly composed herself and smiled, floating the other glass over and taking it in her hand. "Bottoms up!" The two mares smiled and quickly tipped back the full of their glasses.
The two shivered a little, but the DJ poured herself one more glass, her tolerance worrying her about only one glass. She knocked it back as well, shaking her head quickly after swallowing, and set the bottle and glass down before smiling up to the mare before her. "So, no toys, I take it?"
Rainbow smirked. "Hay no, just get out of those pants and we're in business." Vinyl smirked back and rolled onto her back, gripping the waist of her sweats and panties as she lifted her legs and pulling them off together with an almost practiced ease before tossing them to the side.
Rainbow Dash was blushing slightly at the display, but recovered quickly, dropping her shorts and boy shorts before stepping out of them. The pegasus then crawled onto the bed between Vinyl's now lowered and spread legs, moving up her body until she leaned in for a kiss, pressing both of their bodies together.
They pulled away and smiled to each other before removing each other's bras and getting to what they'd put off for much too long already.