//------------------------------// // Chapter Thirteen- Market Encounter // Story: Notes Of Time // by MLPxMaestro //------------------------------// Notes Of Time: Chapter 13- Market Encounter: It was about midday judging by the suns position, and Octave was making her way through a small but yet seemingly lively town of Ponyville. Her and Vinyl were on their way to a little music store just a few blocks further into town just down the road from where they were. They both had stopped around town hall and decided they would head through the market if Octave ever wanted to get anything special. “Hey, wanna make our way through the market district to see if you want anything before we reach the music store?” “Yes please!” Octave replied happily. “Okay good deal, well let’s check out that place, then we’ll go to the music store I need to check out.” The two of them were walking through the market district, and Octave had treated herself to a little bag of maraschino cherries, the best kind of cherries for sure! “Okay miss, that’ll be twenty bits for the bag of cherries.” Said the pony at the cherry stand. “What? You’re joking right? Twenty bits for just these stupid things?” Vinyl then looked back at Octave really enjoying these incredible little red berries from heaven. Never had she tasted berries that were so delicious before. “I’m telling you it’s worth ten bits dude, take it or leave it, my final offer.” Vinyl said to him assertively, and with a subliminal expression on her face of her willing to do something drastic. “Nope, I’m stayin at my offer, twenty bits or nuthin.” Vinyl then brings him in close to herself and talks in a volume to where Octave couldn’t hear them. “Uh, look here lady, I got a family and a little filly back home…just take the darn things free of charge okay?” “Well look a you being so nice today, thank you so much.” Vinyl replied back to him sarcastically, and now in a volume where Octave could clearly hear her. “Cool! You didn’t have to pay for them?” Octave wondered, after noming on her third cherry. “Eh…a mare has her ways.” Vinyl chuckled to her. They kept on trekking through the district, and they were nearly out of there, until… “Get yer apples down here from Sweet Apple Acres! Down home cookin not ta mention! We even got yer favorites rangin from Apple Pie to Apple Brown Bettys! Yer gonna luv’em!” Octave stopped and quickly scanned around herself, wondering who that familiar voice belonged to. “What is it Octave? You okay?” “Yeah, I just want to know where that voice is coming from?” “Oh, her? Oh she’s just Applejack. Vinyl replied, but yet she got no feedback from Octave. “Um...Octave?” she turned around and noticed nothing but a cherry on the ground left in her dust path. “What’s she got going on with AJ? She’s just a farmpony is all?” she thought to herself. After the filly located the source of that familiar voice, she was ecstatic to see her country cousin kin. “Applejack, is it really you?!” “Well I’ll be darned, is that you Octave?! Or should I say cousin?” Applejack chuckled a bit, as she came around from her stand to give her a hug. “It’s so cool that you really live here in Ponyville!” Octave replied. “You bet it is! Say…how did ya find me here anyways sugarcube?” “I’m with my aunt who lives in Ponyville, and then I found out from the princess just a couple of days ago about you.” “Oh, Twi must’ve told ya about where I lived and all that stuff. Well that’s mighty nice of her I’ll say.” AJ smiled at her. “Is there a good time I can ever come over to your um, farm and visit?” “Hmm…well I think Big Mac’s still out there probably workin his tail off. My little sister Applebloom is-” “You have a little sister?!” Octave’s eyes then lit up. “Uh…yes?” “Oh how awesome is this?!” Octave hugged AJ somewhat tightly. “Uh, yeah, ungh…okay you can let go now sugarcube.” Applejack struggled a tiny bit, being on the verge of squeezed to death by the filly. “Oh…sorry, did I hurt you? I’ve just had some of the greatest days of my life, and to top it off, I got to eat with a princess and meet new relatives apparently in my family tree!” Octave stated to her once more joyfully. “Well now…I don’t really see a reason why you couldn’t really come over and see us sometime…but not right now k? I gotta sell some of this product we made fresh late yesterday and just this mornin.” Applejack replied. “Oh okay then, well what would be a good time?” “How about sometime this afternoon? You’d love meetin Ol’ Granny Smith, she’s the humblest apple in the bunch!” “Hey Octave, why’d you leave me hanging over there silly filly?” Vinyl elbowed Octave as she finally caught up to her. “Hey Vinyl! I was just meeting one of my recently discovered family members!” Vinyl’s jaw then hit the floor; she couldn’t believe what Octave had just said to her. Maybe her ears needed cleaning? What if she’s going deaf? “I-I’m sorry Octave heh…now what was that you said?” “I found out before we all met you in San Palomino when me, mom, and dad were on the train, and on our way over to there. I met her and some of her other friends too. They were all so nice and stuff, I wish I had more friends like them!” Octave smiled. “Aw shucks, nicest thing I’ve heard about me all day. Well I appreciate that Octave, That’s mighty kind of you ta say, heh.” “Um…wow…I just…well then…” Vinyl replied pretty much speechless, she couldn’t believe it was true. “Well how bout y’all two just get on movin ta wherever ya needed to go before ya crossed paths with me. It was good ta see ya again Octave, hope ta see ya again soon. It was nice to meet ya too Vinyl Scratch!” Applejack waved back at the two of them, as they made their way out of the market district, and finally on towards the music store. “Likewise AJ! I’ll be wanting some of those killer apple fritters later on, got it?” Vinyl yelled back at her. “You got yourself a deal Vinyl!” AJ replied back to her raising her voice a little. “Okay…so what’s so great about this music store? Didn’t you say it was new or something?” Octave asked. “Sure did! They’re supposed to be a chain of some of the best music stores around. Hopefully they’ll have what I’m looking for.” “Well what are you looking for? Cause I don’t really care much for this stuff.” Octave replied shrugging a bit. “I’m sure you wouldn’t like it much, yeah…but you just have to get a passion for it like I do. I enjoy collecting records and mixing things myself.” “Boooo!” Octave teased her, and then giggled thereafter just to see what Vinyl’s response would be. “Oh knock it off you little…well I’ll think of something clever here in a bit to call you, just wait.” “Bring it on frilly.” Octave then laughed out loud. “Oh come- hahaha that was funny…but anyways, ahem…come on now you know I’m waaay cooler than that, right?” “Nope, cause you don’t get me everything I want like a rich pony is supposed to do.” Octave replied showing off a bit, and strutting ahead of Vinyl. “Forget it you spoiled sport.” Vinyl chuckled, playing along with Octave’s teasing humor.