The Faithful Night
To say Vinyl was excited to go out to dinner with this particular stallion would be quite the understatement. In fact, the only thing that was keep her from jumping around the room giddily, was the fact that there was another person in it with her. The words that she was hearing weren't making the slightest imprint on her because of the fact that she was swimming in the possible outcomes of her dinner later in the evening. As of now, she was getting a lecture from one of the radio show ponies about how she could've gone about the day differently, when to her, everything had gone just fine. Well, almost everything.
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"I hope you plan on coming back to visit us some time soon dude. We're gonna miss ya'." Vinyl said to her now Ex-Studio Manager. All of the members from the studio members were there at the train station to wish their Old Manager a good trip and life, for those who didn't expect to see him again. Vinyl was one of the few who had come out of the kidness of their hearts, while others only really came because Vinyl was there. Vinyl had known this, but couldn't care less if they thought less of her for coming to see her friend away.
"I'll see what I can manage, Vinyl. I hope you do well with the studio. Then again, if I didn't think you could, I wouldn't have given you the job in the first place." Said the stallion, with a tinge of sadness in his voice. He did, however, sport the smallest of smiles directed towards Vinyl. The appreciation he had seen come from her in the past day alone made him care for her that much more. He didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to.
"Vinyl, I'd like to apologize to you." He said, looking into her eyes.
"Apologize for what?" She asked, an expression of befuddlement on her face.
"For insulting you, your music, and everything else stupid I've done. The only reason I said any of it was because I thought it would've gotten you to be more attentive to your work." As he concluded he looked up at Vinyl, as he had been staring at the wooden floors of the train station, looking very apologetic.
"It's cool man, really. No big deal. Just some constructive criticism, right?" Vinyl said with a smile. She had to admit that at the time, it did bother her. Quite a lot, actually. But she couldn't hold anything against him seeing as he had given his job to her since he couldn't have it anymore. Her, out of all the ponies that were part of this staff, was chosen to run the studio.
"I guess you could say that. But I still feel bad for it nonetheless. I hope I can make it up to you eventually."
As if it was on cue, the train gave a warning whistle. It was going to be leaving soon, and anyone left outside weren't catching it.
"Well, that's for me. I'd better hop on. I hope everything goes well for you Vinyl. And the rest of you too." As he reached the end of his speach he turned to the rest of the ponies that had shown up to bid him adue, while prjecting his voice so they would all hear him. There was a small murmer of goodbyes coming from the group. The stallion that was to depart gave a small huff, and turned to get on his train. Before he could, however he was attacked by a white blur.
"I'll miss you big guy." Vinyl said as she hugged him furiously, loud enough for just him to hear.
"I'll miss you too Vinyl. Don't forget to write." He said with a small smile, and returning the hug.
After he had gotten on the train and took his seat next to his wife, he looked out the window to see all of the ponies he had worked with so long wave to him. The final goodbye he would be getting from them. As they began to move, he couldn't help but notice something gleem in Vinyl's eyes. She would never admit it herself, but she was crying. This caused the stallion on the train to develop tears of his own. He suddenly heard his wife voiceconcern for the expression he had on his face.
"Are you alright dear?"
"Yes, I'm fine." He said, not looking at his wife. At the conclusion of his sentence a single tear dropped from his eye, down his face, and off of his muzzle.
This was going to be harder than he thought.
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As she came back out of her memory, she was greeted by a furious radio pony.
"Are you even listening to me?!".
"No, I wasn't. You keep complaining about the stupidest things. I'm not going to listen unless it's something important. Now, get out, please."
The amount of shock, and pure disbelief at what she had been told on the radio pony's face made Vinyl have to try extremely hard not to laugh. The sputtering and stammering that came a few moments afterwards made her have to redouble her efforts. No matter the amount of hilarity she had to endure, the Dj pony managed to keep a straight face. After the blabbering of the intruder of Vinyl's office had ceased and the radio pony left, Vinyl couldn't help but laugh. Possibly a little too loud, but she didn't really care. It's not like any of them were going to do anything about it. Not because they were afraid of what Vinyl might do, but because they all knew they were arguing about petty things, they just wouldn't believe it themselves.
After Vinyl managed to control her laughing fit, she rose from behind her desk and went upstairs to her apartment to get ready for her dinner with her favorite blue stallion. She entered her bathroom and proceeded to shower herslef. It had been a long day and she didn't want any unwelcome scents where they shouldn't be. After she'd finished with her shower, she brushed her mane, tail, and the rest of her coat to look perfect. To her perspective, that is. She went along and did all other hygenic things that should be done to one's body. Brushing, flossing, etc.
When she was satisfied with her appearance she exited her bathroom and proceeded to her kitchen to grab a glass of water. Once she finished it off, she placed the glass in her dishwasher.
'Gonna have to run that tomorrow. Maybe I'll even get to show it off to that stallion that's treating me to dinner.' She thought to herself, with a small laugh.
Vinyl seated herself on her couch in the living room planning on taking a short nap to rest herself for her favorite stallion. She closed her eyes and envisioned her date this evening, and all the possible outcomes it could have on her night, and the rest of her life. The last image she had in her mind was her walking towards the alter, ready to make the biggest decision of her life. To this, she smiled and fell into a restful sleep.
This night was going to be a fun one indeed.