Chapter 4
At the mighty stone hooves of the magnificent Goddess, her eyes tracing up her leg into her warm and welcoming expression. From what she had heard, Celestia was a kind and thoughtful ruler. She possessed all the power of the Universe in her magical horn and commanding hoof. Derpy then took the muffin Pinkie gave her out of her mailbag and began to eat it, as she was feeling hungry by then. Looking back up, the statue appeared to be made of solid white marble and was in remarkably good condition. It was then she noticed a soft whistling amongst the rabble. An old beige pony with a bucket in his mouth was polishing the immortalisation of his leader. He turned to Derpy as he shone the golden emblazonment of the sun on her royal flank.
“She's quite a bit of work isn't she?” He said.
Derpy wondered for a moment if the old timer meant the scrupulousness of the work present in the monolithic statue, or the princesses attitude. Or worse, her physical appearance. She squinted in response, deciding to assume the former most.
“Your not kidding, sir. Oh the...The mane...” Derpy started.
The mane appeared to be cut from pure amethyst and other rare gems. It flowed weightlessly to the mares left side, as if reinforced by magic. The way the sun shone through it bedazzled Derpy's young eyes. It was unlike anything she had ever seen. The old land pony drew the sponge across her leg to her hoof, which was raised proudly in front of her. Derpy popped the last of the muffin in her mouth and gulped it down.
“Yes, the handiwork is magnificent. Such opulence is commonplace here, you don't often see a mare giving it a second glance. You must be new around here.” He offered.
Derpy watched as the land pony made the flawless hoof shine with his towel, it's golden edge shining, reflecting the sun it commanded.
“That's right. I'm here on official business. I'm going to see the Princess in fact.” Derpy said, casually.
Raising his brow, the beige pony wondered if she was serious. He didn't sense any sarcasm or facade in her words, only the innocent smile of a young mare.
“...Now that is something. Not to be rude dear, but your hooves have mud on them, your flank could be sleeker and your wings could be neater. I don't mean to offend in the slightest, I simply fear that the guards will not listen to you. Canterlot has a fine spa dear, just down that road. The Princess herself opened it just last month.” He said
Derpy looked at her flank and her hooves and then back up to the statue of Celestia. She lowered her ears. She knew he was right, she just wasn't looking nearly smart enough to be in her presence. She tried to take the criticism in her stride, even if it was cutting.
“...I know your not being mean...I'll go now though. Was nice to meet you sir...” Derpy said
The cleaner pony couldn't help but feel a little guilty for the look of realisation he witnessed on Derpy's face. He shook his head, trying not to worry about it and resuming his whistling tune as he shone the statue. Derpy had met another pony impassioned by his work, which she couldn't help but envy. The Princess might be a good pony to talk too, Derpy thought, but why would she want to talk to her? So lost in her thoughts, she hadn't noticed the pony with the bright shining coat that crossed in front of her. She knocked into her, causing the pony to stumble, her streaky blue hair falling over her eyes. She whipped it back, on one knee as she looked up at Derpy.
“Fancy bumping into you...” She said.
Derpy took a step back, puzzled as she didn't recognise the pony before her. Her memory wasn't tremendous but she'd think she would recall such a distinct pony.
“I'm sorry... I don't know you... You have nice hair though.” Derpy said.
“Huh...your sure you don't?” She replied, nodding with her head towards her own hoof.
The pony was standing on her hind legs with her fore hooves crossed playfully. Derpy could see a piece of paper under her hoof that she was nodding towards. On her knees, Derpy bent to look at the piece of paper, which appeared to be a ticket. It had a pony on it with streaky blue hair and purple tinted glasses. Drawing her eyes from the ponies hoof up her body, to her face she noticed something.
“DJ PON3? Is that you?” Derpy said.
Vinyl Scratch tilted her head at the quirky pony looked up at her in shock. It wasn't every day she had a hardcore fan on both knees to her in a public place. This had to be something else though, as this pony didn't seem to have a clue.
“Last I checked, that was me...! Call me Vinyl Scratch... You don't seem like a typical fangirl.” She remarked, playfully.
Derpy shook her head from side to side. She didn't want to seem disrespectful, but she was probably the wrong pony to bump into the musician.
“Now I'd enjoy being treated like Princess Celestia herself as much as the next mare, but, come on up.” She said.
Vinyl Scratch offered Derpy a hoof up back on all fours. She then bent down to pick up the ticket to her own show, returning it to Derpy.
“Like Princess Celestia? Oh, I'm on my way to see her. I'm Derpy Hooves. I don't know what you mean by treating you like a Princess though.” Derpy confessed.
There was a pause when Vinyl tried to process what Derpy was saying to her. Such a humble and unassuming pony. She could have just stepped off of a spacecraft and trotted on in to Canterlot for all she knew.
“...Huh. Aren't we full of surprises Derpy? What I meant was, you were kneeling, pretty low in such a... Snobby public place.” She finished, under her breath.
“I'm sorry...Was that wrong of me...I'm just passing through...”Derpy said.
“No, no... It's something you do to show great respect to a pony. Something Princess Celestia is used to. Me on the other hand...I may be popular, but not THAT popular.” Vinyl laughed.
“I see...I had no idea. I've never met a Princess before.” Derpy replied.
“...Don't get touchy with them, they don't like that. They also like it if you kiss their hooves. Might help you if this is your first time meeting her.” Vinyl continued.
With a few steps back, Vinyl resumed walking down the road. Derpy followed, as if they were both going the same way.
“Speaking of hooves, I have an appointment at the spa down this way... You wouldn't happen to be coming along would you?” Vinyl inquired.
“Yeah, the stallion at the statue said I should...”
Vinyl Scratch didn't have this pony penned as the sort that should be let anywhere near a Princess, but then again, she couldn't read her at all. The two ponies made their way into the spa and Vinyl approached the desk. A strawberry blonde coloured pony was waiting at the other side, with a generous amount of make up on.
“Vinyl, excellent to see you, please take a seat. I will have somepony with you very soon. And you are?”
Derpy blinked, noticing the mares batted eyes were fixated upon her. Her gaze reminded Derpy of the kind of look that her old teacher used to give her when she knocked her chair over.
“...Derpy Hooves...Um...Here...” Derpy responded, placing the spa coupon on the rear of Vinyl's ticket in front of her.
“Very well, miss Hooves. The drop in service, for the kind of work you require... Deducting half of it for the coupon offer...Is 189 bits.” She stated.
Derpy looked around awkwardly, never having concluded that she would have to pay for anything. Her mother always paid the mare at the counter.
“I...I...Don't have any money...”Derpy said quietly.
Before the receptionist mare could reply, Vinyl was standing up on her rear hooves over the counter.
“I'll have you know, “The Hooves” is here with me. I don't like how you spoke to her either incidentally...” Vinyl said.
“Oh...I...Didn't realise miss Scratch...Please, you may both have deluxe packages, on me..!”
The exchange concluded, Derpy was left at the counter as Vinyl made her way to the spa recliner. Derpy followed shortly after with a look like she was still trying to work out what happened.
“Oh sit down you silly thing, don't worry about it.” Vinyl said.
Derpy trotted around Vinyl's recliner, still unsure of how to feel. She couldn't remember a time where a friend of hers just paid a big bill like that for her like it was nothing. She sat parallel to Vinyl, still looking at her.
“For goodness sake Derpy, say something! It's nothing, really. I make those kind of bits in an hour at the club...” Vinyl explained
“...Thanks...” Derpy eventually said.
Derpy looked over at how Vinyl was almost lying down, and did the same, propping her hooves up to match her. She watched the spa pony carefully as she carried a bottle of something over to Vinyl. She started to drip some of the contents onto Vinyl's hooves.
“Vinyl what is that pony doing to you?” Derpy asked.
Vinyl looked down at the spa pony, who seemed oblivious to the conversation as she began to knead at her hoof with her fore hooves. She turned to Derpy with a giddy expression.
“Mmmm....Heh, you really don't know? Just chill out, you'll like it. It's a massage. You'll be getting one for your wings too. Not me though, never had them!” Vinyl said.
Derpy noticed Vinyl as she seemed to be relaxing into her chair. It seemed odd that whatever that pony was doing could relax you like that. Before she knew it, a second spa pony came to attend to her own hooves, sitting at them. Derpy felt the cold oil on her hoof and dragged it away quickly.
“Hey, hey, relax Derpy... You'll love this. Man, to think I'm the girl to teach you about all this girly stuff. Heh, you remind me of me!” Vinyl laughed.
Derpy then slowly moved her hoof back and the spa pony took it into her hooves. She felt her press really firmly into it, but it didn't hurt. Instead it felt all warm and pleasant. Derpy murmured a little as her other little hoof prodded towards the spa pony, who actually looked up at her. The spa pony grinned at the sweet expression of the relaxing pony, continuing to work on her hooves with the oil.
“Anyone free for miss Hooves wings?” She asked
Vinyl smirked in Derpy's direction as she opened her eyes to find another pony touching her left wing. The same oily substance was applied to it's surface as another spa pony started to flex it. It was enough to make Derpy shiver into the plush black cushions of the recliner.
“Now you're getting into it Derpy...These ponies are here to make you look and feel wonderful. Courtesy of the Vinyl Scratch.” She said with a wry grin.
Derpy watched as the second pony took a seat beside her, using both of her hooves to press and work into the joints and muscles. Derpy couldn't help but moan a little in relief as the tension in her hard working wing and hooves was worked out. Clearly these two spa ponies were very good at their special talents.
“This is called a massage Derpy. They have ponies here to take care of everything for you. They'll trim your mane, preen your feathers and make your flank all smooth. I'm not much for make up, but it sure chills me out after spinning records into the early hours.” Vinyl said.
“Mmmassage... Mmmm I like it... It's like a muffin for my hooves...”She stated.
This had Vinyl giggling away at the ponies perpetually random yet profound remarks.
“You know, I really like you Derpy. You don't have an agenda in mind, you don't want to suck up to me and you don't care about what people think. I respect that.” Vinyl said.
“The Hooves, could you kindly turn onto your front for us?” A spa pony asked.
Doing as she was asked, Derpy let herself roll onto her front, her little wings held up for the staffs attention. Her mailbags were removed and placed to the side. The spa pony at her hooves began to rub from the bottom of her hooves along the back of her leg. The spa pony by her side stood up on her hind hooves and placed both of her fore hooves on Derpy's back. To Derpy's surprise. The pony stood on all fours upon her back, which made the pegasus pony yelp in shock.
“Oh ho, your getting your first Canterlot trot back rub. Heh, that's their specialty here. Your in good hooves Derpy. So what do you think of dubstep?” Vinyl asked.
From what Derpy could see, Vinyl was getting the far more mundane service of having her hooves pumiced. She wondered why she was the lucky pony that was getting assaulted. Derpy's eyes widened as the spa pony stood atop her. To be honest she never would have expected being jumped on top of to be a popular spa treatment. Then again, she had heard Rainbow Dash giggling about Rarity getting wrapped up in seaweed and put in mud bath. The more she thought about that, it seemed increasingly cool. The pony on her back was being very careful not to hurt her. Her hooves were clean and smooth and the intense pressure into her shoulder blades made her squeak a little in pleasure.
“...D-D-Dubstep? I-I-I have no idea....W-What that is...”Derpy managed through groans.
“Dubstep? It's bass is what it is. Sweet drops and a beat to trot to.”
Vinyl noticed Derpy's oblivious expression as she tried to explain herself. Her fore hoof was being held steady by the spa pony to her side as she pumiced it. She was so used to the feeling she barely even noticed that Derpy was fighting for her life opposite her.
“It's music Derpy! It's what I live for. You saw my cutie mark didn't you? It's what I do Derpy.”
“Oh right...Rarity gave me this ticket. I wasn't really sure what you were about, sorry...” Derpy replied.
Derpy felt the spa pony take hold of her wings and begin to work them again, stabilising herself on her back. The feeling of ecstasy shot up her spine as the amazing pony standing on her seemed to turn every bone and muscle in her back to putty.
“Don't be Derpy. I get frustrated with ponies who pretend to be my friends just to get a free ride. Or the other side of it which is my obsessed fan girls. Actually, that kind of attention I can live with.” She confessed, grinning.
“They treat you like a princess. I wonder what it's like...”Derpy pondered.
Vinyl by now was on her front also. The pony that was doing her filing then jumped straight onto her back, which elicited a moan, followed by hearty laughter.
“Mmmm I love this technique. It's totally as hardcore as my filthiest scratches.” She said.
Immediately realising that the pony opposite her had no idea what she was talking about, she simply turned to her.
“Oh you'll learn all about that stuff on the night...” She said with a grin.
The Derpy eyed pony blinked in response, the musical unicorns lingo flowing way above her head. She then thought of an idea that by now she had decided she wanted to try out.
“Umm speaking of filthy, Vinyl, you think I could go into the mud?” Derpy asked with a silly grin on her face.
Vinyl could see the look of wonderment and mischief in the pony, as her wings fluttered lightly, making the spa ponies job a little more difficult.
“Heh, you know what, that does sound like a laugh. I'll join you!” Vinyl said.
In response to this the spa ponies lined up beside their clients, allowing them to get up. Derpy's legs felt like they were quivering beneath her from the sensory overload the day had become. Vinyl strutted casually past Derpy down the hall, leaving Derpy looking at the assailant that just dismounted her. She smiled meekly up at her, her wings flapping a bit as they tingled.
“...Thanks! You're very good...Oh and you too, hoof lady. I feel all tingly and nice!” Derpy said.
The spa ponies didn't know how to respond, but merely gave a grateful nod. Derpy trotted along after Vinyl who was entering the mud room. Before the pair there was a pool cut into the floor, but instead of water, there was mud. With a shrug, Vinyl took a leap into it, displacing some of the mud, which splutted a little over the side. Derpy looked into the swirling expanse that seemed to almost swallow Vinyl Scratch, her hooves standing on the cold and smooth stone floor.
“Come on in then Derpy, It's totally gross!” She giggled.
Unable to resist it any longer, Derpy let her hooves spread in the air as she left the side of the pool. Falling through the air, she splashed right in, sinking into the deep mass of earthy warmth. She paddled around with her hooves in it's thick and heavy splodgyness, having the time of her life. Vinyl waded to the side where a spa pony had placed a tray. Upon it there were two cups of coffee.
“What do ya think Derpy? Isn't this the life?” She asked.
Derpy squealed a little as she tried to get used to the sensation of being in the mud. Vinyl took a sip of her white coffee with a nod to the spa pony as she watched Derpy splash around happily. Setting down her coffee, Vinyl picked up a blob of the mud and tossed it towards Derpy, who she nailed right on her head. Derpy turned around frantically with a faceful of mud as she could barely make out Vinyl laughing wickedly by the side of the pool. Balling up a blob of her own, she packed it with her hooves and heaved the slop at Vinyl. She tried to get out of the way, but still got hit on the side of the head. Vinyl took off her glasses and placed them on the side, now that they had mud on them. This, for the first time revealed her blood red irises, which was an unusual eye colour for a pony.
“Oh, it's on now Derpy, I'm going to get you!” Vinyl said.
Derpy fought against the mud trying to get away from Vinyl as she held mud above her head. Just as Vinyl descended on her, cornering Derpy, the mud fell apart, instead covering her own face and hair. Desperately trying to scoop it off her face, the mud fell apart to reveal Derpy giggling at her as she held the side of the pool. Vinyl couldn't help but laugh too, taking Derpy into her arms as they both got absolutely filthy.
“Oh Derpy, dude... You are a total hoot!” She said
In what seemed like mere minutes, Vinyl and Derpy enjoyed the rest of their mud bath as they relaxed with their coffees. Afterwards they hit the showers and got themselves spotless again with the luxurious products provided by the spa. After which they left the spa, thanking the ponies for the service. Now outside the spa, Vinyl walked Derpy Hooves up the trail to the gates to the castle.
“So how did that feel, Derpy?” Vinyl asked.
“...I feel like a muffin right now.” Derpy replied.
Vinyl couldn't get over the pony she seemed to be escorting now. She was so random and helpless. It made her wonder what on Earth she could have to do at the castle. The two ponies now approached the royal guard. The two granite grey unicorn ponies were encased in a fine gold encrusted plate. Their expression was stoic and absolute, their gaze locked upon the path. Not even when Vinyl and Derpy stood immediately before them did they even break their Zen like state.
Derpy walked sideways, looking at the guards from all angles. It was as if she was trying to figure out if they were real ponies.
“Halt. State your name and business.” They spoke in unison.
Derpy jumped as they finally spoke up, whimpering a little from the shock. They didn't seem like the kind of ponies anyone with an ounce of sense would cross.
“D-Derpy H-hooves...I-I have a p-parcel for the P-Princess...” She stammered.
Derpy then put her hoof in her mail bag, feeling like the guards would want to see proof. She produced the shining parcel with Celestia's cutie mark on it for them to see. The reaction from the guards was electric as they both immediately locked gazes with Derpy.
“Derpy Hooves. You are suspected of stealing the property of the monarchy. You will be detained for questioning.” One stated, plainly.
Vinyl Scratch suddenly threw herself back on to her hind hooves again before the guards in anger, Derpy huddling up next to her in fear.
“Thief? Derpy wouldn't hurt a fly you muscle head! Look, your scaring her!”
The royal guards now took a step forward as a warning, staring down both of them.
“You will both proceed with us, to the cells!” In a more threatening tone.
Vinyl stood her ground, spreading her hooves out across Derpy who was beneath her, shaking. Vinyl Scratch's horn glowed slightly as she used it's power to move her purple shades down off her nose. This revealed her blood red irises once more, sporting a maddened glare.
“Oh yeah? Bite me.” She stated, coldly, bearing her teeth.
Derpy hid her head down into the ground, her little hooves on top of it, fearing the worst. She just couldn't understand what was happening. She could feel the hoof of the royal guard touching her head as she cowered, looking up at the mighty stallions solemn glare. Having not demonstrated any violent behavior, he simply motioned for her to trot in front of him. The scared little pony did exactly what she was told, turning to her side, to see Vinyl Scratch completely suspended in the air. The guard had completely immobilised her and was using his immense magical capabilities to levitate her. She couldn't move an inch as she was taken into the castle. She found she couldn't even speak, as she was within an intense magical field. Derpy daren't speak as she looked concernedly at her friend. It was all her fault for getting her involved in this. She hadn't a clue why the guards were being mean to them, but now Vinyl was in trouble too. All was silent apart from the hooves of the guards and Derpy as her hoof clops became more hollow, crossing the main draw bridge. Looking either side of her, Derpy watched as the passed an increasing number of guards as they made their way into the depths of the castle. Through a few turns, they descended a staircase, which led them to what appeared to be magically reinforced cells. The guards placed both ponies inside and the aura surrounding Vinyl disappeared causing her to land on her rear, and her purple tints, on her lap. Derpy offered a look of great concern for the unicorn pony who seemed to be able to move again. She looked to Derpy and then immediately drew her attention to the royal guards who were by now leaving, with Derpy's parcel.
“...I-I'm fine. It doesn't hurt...I think that sort of treatment costs extra, right guys?” She cackled after them.
Derpy hadn't a clue what that meant, but she didn't care. She threw herself onto Vinyl, nuzzling into her. The tears she was holding back rolling down her cheeks.
“...I want mummy...!” She weeped.
Holding Derpy close she rubbed her cheek on her blonde hair, her hooves gripping her tightly. Whoever this mysterious pony was, she was a good soul. The two maintained their embrace upon the cold cell floor, dimly lit, surrounded by metal, crackling with energy. The only other sound in the air was Derpy's whimpering. In whatever time had passed, Derpy had felt a strange sensation, like she was floating in the air. She thought perhaps she had fallen asleep. When she opened her eyes once more she was in a completely different room, Vinyl Scratch beside her. They were sitting on a luxuriously plush crimson carpet and the grey royal guards from before were standing before them.
“Are we going to be asked questions now?” Derpy asked
“No, Derpy.. The magic that teleported us here is far far beyond anything I had ever felt Derpy. It couldn't have been the guards...” Vinyl replied.
Vinyl and Derpy then looked between the two guards, behind them. Towering over them in all her glory was Princess Celestia in all the beauty the statue promised and more. Derpy's eyes dried as she looked up at her. Her presence was both terrifyingly powerful yet endlessly inviting.
“You will do as I have willed, guards.” Celestia spoke.
On cue, the guards looked to the ponies, not as guards but ponies just as they were. Their focus was gone and their invincible demeanour was absent. The pair of them looked far more vulnerable than anypony dressed in that much armour had any right to be, as they stood in front of their Princess. They then, one at a time got onto their knees, shocking both ponies completely. They then bowed their heads in front of Vinyl and Derpy, who were looking at each other, each as perplexed as the other.
“These two, took a liberal approach to my order to find you, Derpy.” Celestia began.
Derpy's eyes widened as the Goddess addressed her directly. The air in the room was so intense at the moment she was completely speechless.
“They thought they were looking for a thief. A saboteur. They were actually looking for the post pony who accidentally took my parcel as given to her by the post office. My student, Twilight Sparkle informed me by magical letter, that there was a curious post pony with a big important job. It was not my will to have you apprehended by two overzealous busybodies...”Celestia revealed.
Vinyl Scratch was beginning to piece everything together now and was looking far more comfortable with the situation. She peered down at the guards who restrained her and startled Derpy.
“Pfft, that's right, muscle brains. Keep on going down, dude. I want your lips, on this hoof.” She cackled.
“Vinyl...!” Derpy said, blushing.
The Princess rolled her eyes as she watched as both guards in turn solemnly kiss her hoof. They would have done the same with Derpy if she hadn't retreated, embarrassed by the thought of being kissed at all. Vinyl on the other hand looked rather smug. Derpy couldn't help but giggle at the spectacle.
“Oh, I think you're entitled to a little fun...” Celestia said.
The guards lifted their heads to look at Vinyl and Derpy to speak.
“I am deeply sorry for my hasty accusation, Derpy Hooves.” One said.
“And I am very sorry for restraining miss Scratch and detaining you both.” The other said.
Vinyl and Derpy nodded in response as the two men apoligised for their part in the proceedings.
“...It's okay, don't worry...” Derpy said
“Well I suppose you're forgiven. Just be glad I'm feeling nice.” Vinyl remarked.
“...Oh...Mr...Instead of a hoof kiss, you can get muffin for me.” Derpy added.
Celestia smiled at the young mares sweet proposal. Stomping her fore hoof in a deliberately melodramatic fashion.
“You heard her! A muffin!” Celestia commanded with a less than straight face.
The royal guard took a moment to absorb that and nodded twice in response to her. Both guards got up to leave, trotting towards the doorway, bowing their heads to Celestia to be informed of their punishment.
“Guards, today you have learned a lesson you must not forget. You will demonstrate subservience and humility, not only to me, but to all of my ponies! You are here to serve Equestria under my reign. As such, I will not hear of my men throwing wild accusations around and detaining citizens out of some flawed sense of duty! Your attempt to impress me has instead disgraced you. You have been chastised for your misdeeds and you have been mercifully forgiven. In light of this, your actions have been excused. You will not be punished further. You will obtain the muffin for this pony and resume work, to serve my people! You are dismissed.” Celestia commanded
The guard ponies then hurriedly left the room, their armour clinking down the hall. With her long elegant legs of brilliant white, Celestia strode closer to Vinyl and Derpy. Even the defiant Vinyl knew to kneel before her and bow her head. Unfortunately Derpy had forgotten because she was so mesmerised by the princesses tail. Which she was now hugging into, kissing it. Celestia tensed up, at a loss for words as she turned around to look at Derpy. It was a very unfamiliar feeling, was a hug, to Celestia. Vinyl peered up briefly and saw Derpy, with a rather horrified look on her face.
“Hooves, Derpy, not tail...!” She said.
“Oh, oh I'm sorry...” Derpy said absent mindedly.
Derpy then trotted over to Princess Celestia's leg and wrapped herself around it, hugging it instead of the tail. Vinyl Scratch let her fore hoof hit her face in disbelief. By now though, Celestia's pose had began to soften as she sat upon her rear, her sparkling, flowing tail curling around Derpy. She looked down silently at her creation, with great pride. She offered her hoof to Vinyl, who reluctantly joined Derpy in the silent and precious moment. After an indeterminable period of time Celestia stood up, her tail straightening out as she stepped slightly away from them.
“Derpy Hooves, you have given me a great gift today. It is for me to remember, that even a Goddess can learn something from a mortal pony...This will be my letter to Twilight Sparkle.” Celestia said with a smile.
Vinyl trotted closer to the Princess, bending down with her face to the floor, kissing her rear hoof as she had her back turned. Derpy watched carefully and did as she did with the other rear hoof. As Celestia felt them, she felt a stirring with Derpy, her thigh glowing as upon it appeared her very own cutie mark. There were bubbles placed delicately upon her flank. Celestia turned to Derpy, noticing her new mark. The mark itself bore no clear definition upon first glance.
“...Good ponies. Derpy I can sense you will have questions for me. We will retire to my break room to discuss it. Vinyl I know you have other responsibilities, which I will not keep you from. Be well, my loyal pony.”
Derpy turned to Vinyl, who merely nodded in her direction, opening her arms. Derpy quickly entered her embrace, nearly knocking her over.
“Yeah, I have work Derpy... Though I'll defo be looking forward to seeing you at my DJPON3 gig. You are coming right?” Vinyl asked.
Derpy nodded, hugging her one last time as Vinyl broke the embrace and made her way out of the castle. Derpy turned to the grand alicorn, following her beautiful wavy tail as it swayed when she walked, Derpy swaying behind it.