A Scratch on the Cello

by TheOriginalThundersky


Chapter 4: Vinyl

Vinyl was exited. Here she was walking home with Octavia and preparing herself for a duo set with her. This was going to turn out great.

If everything goes as well as all the other times, Octavia will have a ton of people listening to her. Maybe she can even start her own livestreams. Vinyl pondered that as they approached her house.

"Ummm, Vinyl sweetie. We're here." Octavia had just stopped Vinyl from crashing into a wall. "Maybe you should stop thinking and start watching where you walk."

"Ummmm, Ok sure." Vinyl responded as she clumsily opened her front door and told Octavia to come inside. "Just wait until I get my thing started. Then you'll understand why I'm so disconnected from the real world."

They walked Into Vinyl's room together. Vinyl gave Octavia a quick kiss before running around and plugging Ethernet cables, HDMI cables and many more into all their respective slots. Vinyl told Octavia to press Ctrl Alt S on her laptop, which she did immediately. The screen lit up with a message saying. SENDING MESSAGE TO ALL NETWORKS FOUND

"Vinyl, what did I just do?" Octavia asked confused.

"You just told everypony that we are about to make some magix!" Vinyl responded in a bizarre accent.

"Ok, no. Don't even try to imitate that good for nothing fashion designer." Octavia said, recognizing the voice from all the CoverMare and Breaboy magazine commercials.

"Sorry... That was terrible" Vinyl said, plugging in the last cable and trotting over to her laptop, turned on her software. Immediately, the Live button started flashing green and people started flowing in to the stream like ants. 1,000... 4,000... 16,000... 100,000... 500,000... Vinyl watched Octavia's mouth get bigger and bigger as the numbers started rising extremely fast. Vinyl decided to turn back to the screen. "Good afternoon everypony!!! This is DJ PON3 and I am here to drop some massive scale bass here! ARE YOU READY??" The comments section exploded and Vinyl's eyes widened when she saw that her viewer count had reached 1,000,000. She tried to pull it of as if a million was normal and put a track onto her virtual DJ set. Immediately, WUBZ filled the room.

"So what do you think Tavi?" Vinyl said muting her microphone and lowering the volume in the room.

"YOU'RE A DJ?!!!??" Octavia yelled so hard Vinyl winced. "It's pretty cool that you get 1,000,000 viewers, but why a DJ??"

"Because I like doing it, just like you enjoy the Cello." Vinyl responded.

I should have known, Octavia hates modern music. Vinyl thought, but she was interrupted by Octavia asking a weird question.

"Can I join you in this act of disgracing all of pony kind??" Octavia asked, winking at her marefriend. Vinyl's mouth fell open. Octavia kissed Vinyl again. "You heard me DJ PON3"

At this point Vinyl wasn't even sure if she was joking or not. Octavia did seem a little bit interested, and the fact she wasn't ripping Vinyl's throat out for being a DJ was also a good sign, so Vinyl accepted and decided to continue the stream with Octavia Cohosting. The rest of the stream went by very well. Especially when Vinyl stated mixing an Orchestra piece and Octavia was giving her hints about what would sound good. Her hints were mostly along the sides of: "Don't drop the bass, You'll ruin the violin's entrance." At which Vinyl proceeded to dropping the bass.

When the stream had finished, both Vinyl and Octavia were exhausted. They shut everything down before crashing onto the couch together. They snuggled for the following half hour and when Octavia finally had to go, Vinyl kissed her and whispered the three words Octavia would never forget. "I Love You".

Once Octavia had left, Vinyl thought about those word, she pondered what they meant. Tired after the long day, she stopped at the conclusion that they were the three words that could most accurately tell Octavia how she felt about her. She mentally tried to stop thinking about it.

She said she loved you too. That means she wants this, maybe even more than I do. With that thought in mind, Vinyl drifted off to sleep and dreamt of her beautiful marefriend.

Vinyl woke up to a notification ringtone on her phone. She looked over at her alarm clock. It was 6:42 in the morning, she was up 15 minutes early. Vinyl cursed at her phone before checking the notification. It was an E-Mail.

Dear DJ PON3
We heard you perform yesterday and would like you to do another live set, just this time, in our Bar, Hell's Demons here in Canterlot. All expenses are paid and you would receive a final salary of 16,000 bits. You are allowed to bring one guest DJ.
We understand that you are underage, but we can bend rules. Especially for a DJ like you. Please respond to confirm for this weekend and we will send you the rest of the details.
We hope you accept
Your friend: Million Maker

"OH MY GAAAWWWWWDDDDDDDD!!!!" Vinyl yelled so loud, the ponies in canterlot must have confirmed she got the E-Mail. Hell's Demons was the second biggest Bar in Canterlot. It cost ponies hundreds of bits to just enter the place. Octavia needed to know this. They where going to Canterlot together this weekend. Whether she liked it or not. The only thing Vinyl could think about on the way to school was how she was going to tell Octavia, and of curse, What she would do with 16,000 bits!

As she headed for her class, she noticed a big bunch of her class, including Lyra and Bonbon, surrounding one pony, a gray mare with weird eyes and bubbles as a cutie mark. A new student.

"Well this is going to be interesting" Said a sweet voice behind Vinyl. "We have a new student to deal with." Vinyl turned around and Tackle-Hugged Octavia.

"Tavi, I have something to tell you." Vinyl said with a grin. "We're going to canterlot."