Sweetie Belle wanders into the park in search of Scootaloo. Stopping by one of the park benches just as a pair of musicians start up a new tune. Lyra Heartstrings, a green coated unicorn, was sitting in her weird upright way on the bench holding a lyre in her hooves and letting the magic from her horn pluck the strings. The grey earth pony, Octavia Melody, stood on her hind legs playing the cello.
When they finished Lyra grins at Octavia. "One more song, as a challenge? Bet you can't keep up copying me." Then plucked the strings. Octavia nods with a disdainful sniff and copies the cords.
Lyra plucks a few more strings, this time faster and longer. As they continue playing off each other, the tempo picking up speed until the unicorn ends the song with a fast flourish.
Some of the crowd drops bits into the two tip jars set aside by the musicians. Most of the ponies are amazed that Octavia came close to matching the fast paced finale despite being an earth pony.
Sweetie Belle smiles at the musicians, "You two are good!, Can I sing a song with you?"
Lyra shrugs with a wide grin, "Sure, why not?" Octavia flashes a small smile and nods in agreement. Both prepare their instruments, Unnoticed by many, Sweetie Belle's horn slowly lights up again as she starts to sing.
Afterwards, a white coated unicorn with electric-blue mane and wearing large purple shades, approaches the musicians "Cool stuff! We should all get together and form a band. We'll Wub Equestria!"
Octavia put her hoof on her chin in a thoughtful manner, and after a moment nodded, "This is one of those rare times, Vinyl, that one of your suggestions is actually agreeable."
Sweetie Belle jumps up and down in excitement"What do we call ourselves?"
Lyra flashes a huge grin. "The Band."
Octavia simply shakes her head, "I suppose there is virtue in simplicity. Unless. we want to go through the hassle of a contentious contest."
Vinyl Scratch's own grin grew. New material to work with. "Tomorrow, how about we meet back at mine and Tavi's place for practice and a recording or two?"
Octavia gives a long suffering sigh, covering up a tiny smile. "Why does she always shorten my name?"
Sweetie Belle chuckles along with Lyra as she goes back to looking for her friend. Scootaloo.