DJ PON3 swallowed hard as her crimson eyes adjusted to their dark surroundings. She could hear her heart beating loudly against her chest. She took a deep breath, before realizing she didn’t need the oxygen that filled her lungs.
Because she was dead.
But she preferred the term “living impaired”. No, not really. In fact that was a terrible pun she had read on a t-shirt once. She shuddered because the pun on that shirt was far worse than any pain her fangs could possibly inflict. The unicorn DJ sighed as a multitude of mixed up memories suddenly seized her conscious mind.
“Octy...” she whispered softly, as the familiar name graced her lips.
She listened quietly for a moment, concentrating on her surroundings before looking down beside her. The loud pulsing heartbeat she heard earlier continued to ring in her ears as she watched the sleeping form of the grey earth pony beside her. Octavia was curled up tightly against DJ PON3’s midsection, her chest moving up and down with every breath she took. Octavia’s heart continued to thump noisily as the vampony listened intently, slowly licking her lips.
“So very hungry...” the DJ trailed off, baring her fangs.
The hungry DJ descended upon her prey, moving closer to Octavia, her mouth opening wider as she approached the large lovely vein popping out of the cellist’s neck.
“Mmmmmmm...” she murmured as she flicked her tongue hungrily over Octavia’s soft skin.
The sudden movement awakened the cellist and she jumped up, her eyes flashing open. She screamed loudly and instinctively smacked the DJ across the face. The vampony was caught off guard and whimpered when her muzzle was struck so roughly.
“OWWWWW!”
Realizing she had just hit her marefriend, Octavia began to apologize.
“Vinyl? Vinyl, I’m so sorry.” she said, quickly grabbing the unicorn’s muzzle between her hooves.
“WHY WOULD YOU HIT ME?” DJ PON3 cried out angrily. “I ONLY WANTED A LITTLE TASTE!”
Octavia’s eyes lit up as she realized Vinyl had been trying to feed on her.
“WHY WERE YOU TRYING TO FEED WITHOUT ASKING ME?” she demanded.
“I JUST WANTED A SNACK!” the unicorn yelled back.
“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?” Octavia spat.
“WHY ARE YOU YELLING?” the DJ countered.
It was at that moment they both looked down to see Octavia’s hooves, still squeezing the vampony’s muzzle.
“S-Sorry.” Octavia murmured, letting go.
The DJ grinned. “It’s fine. It didn’t actually hurt. I just enjoy yelling for no reason.”
Octavia’s mouth dropped open as the DJ zapped herself up a new pair of shades, quickly concealing her eyes. The cellist could now confirm what she had suspected since the yelling had begun. She was not talking to her beloved Vinyl Scratch.
“DJ PON3?” she asked.
“Heyyyyyy Octy.” The DJ grinned again, waving her hoof in the air randomly.
Octavia narrowed her eyes. She really needed to talk to Vinyl. She needed to explain about last night and she wanted to talk about Sunset Shimmer, but most of all she just wanted to tell Vinyl how much she loved her and hope that Vinyl could forgive her for running away when things got hard. But now it looked like that would have to wait awhile longer.
“So it looks like you ended up in my bed again, huh Octy?” DJ PON3 said smugly.
“This is MY bed!” Octavia huffed, as redness filled her cheeks.
The DJ continued to chuckle as Octavia grabbed the blankets and pulled them up to her chest. She wasn’t sure what purpose this served, but it made her feel less exposed.
“Why aren’t you off with Sunset Shimmer?” Octavia shot back.
“I’d rather be here.” The unicorn said.
For a brief second the unicorn’s smile changed. It happened quickly, but Octavia had managed to see it.
“You like me don’t you?” The cellist said, poking the unicorn’s chest with her hoof.
“N-No...” The DJ stammered as she turned her head away quickly.
“Yes, I think you do. You told Frederick that I belonged to you.”
“You ARE mine.” The vampony replied before crossing her arms. “I mean, you’re Vinyl’s mare right? You were going to cheat on us! Uhh...I mean HER! You were going to cheat on her. You should be thanking me for breaking that up when I did.”
“You don’t know anything about it.” Octavia seethed. “Why don’t you go away so I can have Vinyl back and then she and I will work out those details of our relationship?”
The unicorn looked stunned for a moment. “Ouch. That’s harsh Octy.”
Octavia’s eyes softened. “Why do you care? You just said you didn’t like me.”
“I DO LIKE YOU!” The DJ shouted.
“That’s what I just said and you denied it.” Octavia said exasperated.
“Did I?”
“YES!”
“Hehe, I was just fooling with you. Yep, I like you Octy.”
“GAH...” Octavia gasped.
“Oooh that vein above your forehead looks like it’s about to explode. Have you had your blood pressure checked lately?”
“I’m going to kill you!” Octavia exclaimed as she lunged at the DJ.
The vampony allowed Octavia to pin her to the bed momentarily. She looked up into the fiery eyes of the cellist, as she began to pound the unicorn’s chest with her hooves. The DJ waited as she let the earth pony strike blow after blow and then she silently made her move. She easily flipped the poor cellist onto her back, utilising only a small amount of her amazing strength. The unicorn then hovered over her attacker, never breaking eye contact. Octavia was now at the DJ’s mercy and she waited silently to see how the unicorn would react. Then an idea suddenly came to her and she surprised them both. Octavia reached forward and wrapped her forelegs around the unicorn. She then brought her lips to the side of DJ PON3’s face, kissing the unicorn softly.
“W-Wha?” the DJ questioned as her mouth went wide.
“Thank you for showing up when you did last night. You saved me from myself.” Octavia said sincerely.
The DJ could only nod as Octavia continued.
“And you don’t have to worry. I plan to tell Vinyl Scratch about everything that happened last night. Hopefully she can forgive me and we can move forward.”
Without thinking the Dj found herself reaching out for Octavia. She silently pulled her into a hug. The cellist embraced her as well, holding on tightly, savoring the feel of being in her lover’s arms even if the one sitting on her bed was not technically her love. Or was she? This was getting extremely confusing.
“This feels nice.” Octavia whispered happily.
“You know what else would feel nice?” DJ PON3 asked seductively.
“No.” Octavia deadpanned.
“But I didn’t even get to say...” DJ PON3 was cut off mid-sentence as Octavia clamped a hoof over her mouth.
“No.”
“But I was gonna say sex!”
Octavia smiled and rolled her eyes. Although she hoped Vinyl Scratch would return to herself soon, she was beginning to see DJ PON3 in a new light. Maybe Vinyl’s alter was just a little misunderstood. Whatever the case may be, she knew the ride had only just begun. Sunset Shimmer was still out there somewhere, as was Rainbow Dash. As Octavia looked upwards at the smiling DJ, she couldn’t help but feel comforted. She promised herself that no matter what happened, she would no longer run in the face of adversity. Instead, she would make sure she spent every moment she had, letting the ponies she cared for know how much she adored them.