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// Vinyl Scratch FM 
// Story: Friendship is Epic - Book 1: My Big Flare (COMPLETE REMAKE) 
// by FlareGun45 
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Over at the Ponyville Radio Station, Vinyl Scratch was DJing her radio show. She was just finishing up a story she was announcing on the radio. "...and then I said, ‘if you want the mustard, then you'd have to ketchup’!" she said and laughed. "Anyways everypony, this is DJ PON-3, A-K-A Vinyl Scratch coming to you live from Scratch FM! We're free to take some calls! We have... Cloud Dasher. You're on live, Cloud Dasher!"

"Thanks Vinyl!" Cloud Dasher said from the intercom.

"Do you have a question for us dude?" Vinyl asked.

"Yes, I have a question." Cloud Dasher said.

"Speak up." Vinyl said.

"What color are your eyes?" Cloud Dasher asked.

"One DJ does not reveal all her secrets at once.” Vinyl said. 

"Okay, but that doesn't answer my question." Cloud Dasher said.

"You had your chance to see them at the Royal wedding. Thanks for calling, colt." Vinyl said as she ended the call. "Next, we have Ditzy Do from Ponyvile. What's up Ditzy?"

"Hi Vinyl! I have a question for you." Derpy said on the intercom.

"Go on ahead, I'm all ears." Vinyl said.

"I have corn that's full of ears too!" Derpy said.

"That's…. nice." Vinyl said in an awkward tone; she then clears her throat and continues; "What's your question dudet?"

"I just put my food in the microwave, but it's not heating up." Derpy said. "I thought after you put your food in the microwave, it’s supposed to heat up?"

"Uhh... did you try pressing the numbers on the microwave then pressing start?" Vinyl asked.

"Oh really?" Derpy asked when suddenly, Vinyl hears beeping sounds on the intercom. "Oh thanks, Vinyl! You're a genius! That's what Dinky wanted me to do, but you know how foals are, right?"

"Uh, yeah." Vinyl said in an awkward tone. "Thanks for calling, you have a great day! Next we have-"

"Vinyl, wake up." A familiar voice on the intercom said.

"Excuse me?" Vinyl asked as she rubbed a pencil eraser inside of her ear.

"Wake up, Vinyl." The voice said again. After a few moments, Vinyl was asleep in her bed, and her roommate Octavia was waking her up. "Wake up, Vinyl." she said. "You have community service to do today." Vinyl yawned as she started to regain her senses.

"Oh hey Octavia!" Vinyl said as she yawned. "What's going on sister?"

"Vinyl, dear, I hope you didn't forget the community service you have to do." Octavia reminded her.

"Community service?" Vinyl asked confusingly.

"Remember when you were playing that loud music at the fishing competition?" Octavia reminded her.

“They said ‘drop the bass’, in those words!” Vinyl reminded her.

"Or the time you drank to much apple cider at the town hall meeting?” Octy reminded her.

“Wasn’t it a cider-drinking audition?” Vinyl asked.

“No, that was that evening. It was afternoon.” Octy corrected her.

“I really don’t see the difference between times. Every time is bass dropping time!” Vinyl said.

“And let's not forget the time you ruined my last concert!" she said with an attitude.

“To save the boredom. Nopony in the audience was dancing to your music, so they were obviously bored.” Vinyl said.

"Vinyl, do you know why we live together?" Octy asked.

"Because nopony can resist the dubstep jam from DJ Pon3?" Vinyl asked as she started nodding her head.

"No, because we're both broke, and we only have enough money for two ponies to help eachother out on bills." Octy said. "Now do yourself a favor dear, and head to the Ponyville Park to pay the debt you owe to society."

"Aw just gimmie 5 minutes, Octy!" Vinyl whinned.

"Look if you don't do this, you might pay a fine, or get arrested or something. I need you and we're broke." Octy repeated herself. “We’re like Two Broke Girls. Except without the dirty jokes.” 

“Well, opposites really attract, like when Pinkie Pie and Rarity were abandoned in the desert after AppleJack wouldn’t come back to Ponyville after the rodeo.” Vinyl said.

A cutaway shows a past MLP episode, The Last Roundup. Pinkie kept bragging to Rarity about the cherry-changas and chimicherries as her and Rarity were riding a railroad hoofcar back to Ponyville. “Oh when we get back, you’re gonna get it, Rainbow Dash!” Rarity threatened her.

“Oh and make her eat dirt!” the Dirty Bubble suggested to Rarity as he floated beside her. Rarity just looked at the Dirty Bubble curiously. “In addition to the ‘gonna get it’ thing.” Rarity started to smile mischievous.

One episode later, cider was knocked out of Rainbow’s hoof and onto the ground. Rainbow started to get furious and started drinking the cider right off the dirty ground. “Thank you very much for your suggestion, Mr. Bubble.” Rarity thanked the Dirty Bubble and gave him a ruby.

“Oh please, Mr. Bubble is my irriating pink cousin.” The Dirty Bubble complained.

“Its bath time, kiddies!” Mr. Bubble said. “I make getting clean almost as fun as getting dirty!”

“Oh I like him!” Rarity said.

“I don’t; he’s the complete opposite of me.” The Dirty Bubble said. The cutaway ends.

"Now get your plot to the park!" Octy demanded.

"Fine, Miss Bossy McBossypants." Vinyl said as she climbed out of bed. "Did you at least pack lunch for me?"

"Certainly." Octy said as she held out Vinyl’s bagged lunch for her.

"Thanks. It better not be egg salad again." Vinyl hoped. 

“Just to be happy what you got. If you don’t like it, sell it on Lunchbay.com or something.” Octy suggested. Vinyl takes her lunch angrily and walks out the door. I gotta say, Vinyl is a bit more fussy than I would’ve thought. She’s normally a laid-back type of pony. I guess mornings don’t agree with her. I’m the same way. So, Vinyl Scratch walks over to the park and starts up her community service hours. She picks up trash with a pointy stick and places them in the trash bag over her shoulder. She has been cleaning the park for a few hours, but she had her MP3 player with her to keep her occupied, but it wasn’t much; she thought she could be in better places than here. When she stops and rests on a bench, a police pony comes up to her and gets her back up on her hooves. No time to rest when it comes to criminal punishments. 

As Vinyl reached her sixth hour, the police pony came up to her said, "Alright Vinyl, lunch break."

"Finally!" Vinyl cried out. She walks over to a park bench, sits down, and takes out her lunch out of the brown bag. She observes her sandwich and makes a disappointed face. "Oh great, egg salad again! I keep telling Octavia that I don't like egg salad, dude!"

"Have you even tried it yet?" I asked as I was sitting next to her. "We can trade. I've already had grilled cheese yesterday, but it was all I had, and I'm kinda in the mood for some egg salad. Want to trade?"

"Sure." Vinyl said as she gave me my sandwich.

"AH HA! Fooled you! Now I got two sandwiches!” I teased her as I ate them both and then burped. “Pardon me. Lawl!”

“Yeah, gee thanks.” Vinyl said sarcastically. 

“Instead, I’ll give you a coupon for a free pizza at my shop. It’s better than a boring ol sandwich!” I offered.

"Yeah, gee thanks!” Vinyl said excitedly.

“Was that sarcasm?” I asked.

“No, the other one was.” Vinyl said.

“Hm, weird. The other one sounded nothing like sarcasm.” I thought.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Vinyl asked.

"I'm cleaning the park like you!” I said.

"Community service?" Vinyl asked.

"No, I'm volunteering." I said. "This park was sure a mess. I came here with Rarity and Fluttershy during our lunch breaks. They said it was a friendship lesson. I think Aqua’s around too. What about you?"

"Uhh... me too! I'm also volunteering!" Vinyl lied.

"Lawl yeah. What a coincidence." I said. "So how's the DJ business going along?"

"It's going great! All these awesome parties, and stuff! Its wicket sick dude!" Vinyl said.

"How about Octy? How's she doing?" I asked.

"Oh she's doing fine living in my house." Vinyl said. "After she was all alone in the streets, I couldn't refuse helping a friend out."

“You know, months ago you said you didn’t even know her. You know the time Bonnie and Lyra had that argument.” I said.

“Meh, after I kept hearing about her, I was like, what the hay? Might as well meet her since everypony thinks we know eachother.” Vinyl said.

"Happy face." I smiled. "That is so nice of you Vinyl! But by the looks of Octy, it looked she was rich. Boy, was I unright.”

"Heh, yeah." Vinyl chuckled. "Yo Flare, have you ever had a dream?"

"I've had many dreams sista." I said. "One of my dreams was moving to Ponyville and make new friends, and my wish came true!"

"Anything else?" Vinyl asked.

"I've always wanted to win the lotto!" I said excitedly.

"Don't we all wish that?" Vinyl asked and chuckled.

“Sometimes I wish to go back to my childhood and see all the cool things I miss today that probably nobody remembers until I remind them now.” I started up my list and it goes like this:
“Number 1: Orange tapes. So many orange tapes! Especially from the Rugrats movies.
Number 2: Keeping everything that’s important to me inside of one little box. With more detail: a Spacemaker box.
Number 3: Playing Windows 98 Solitaire. Remember that palm tree cover or the hand carrying the three cards and the one other card slips out of the sleeve?
Number 4: The Let’s Go Fishing game.
Number 5: Staring at the glow in the dark stars as you go to bed.
Number 6: That pain after you step on one of Barbie’s combs.
Number 7: The importance of parachute day. Everypony gathers around the rainbow parachute and starts shaking it up and down.
Number 8: A show that makes grocery shopping look more fun: Super Market Sweep.
Number 9: Learning what art is all about: Kid Pix.
Number 10: Finding your way around town: those town rugs that you see in every Kindergarden or First Grade classroom.
Number 11: The little gold books on your shelf.
Number 12: The coolest bedroom you’ve ever seen: Hey Arnold’s bedroom
Number 13: The longest cheese structure you’ve ever seen from The Goofy Movie: the Leaning Tower of Cheeza.
Number 14: Trying to play one of these recorders but failed.
Number 15: Reading (and touching) the Rainbow Fish book.
Number 16: Destroying your tongue on an Altoids Mango Sour.
Number 17: Walking into a classroom and seeing the Holy Grail of science education: Bill Nye the Science Guy.
Number 18: Still tearing up after Littlefoot’s mom passes away in the first Land Before Time movie.
Number 19: Building those cool little cardboard planes.
Number 20: The best day of the year: the Book Fair!
Number 21: The dynamic duo: Frog and Toad and after reading them now, they don’t seem to make as much sense to you as it did when you were little.
Number 22: Throwing those little rubber ticklish tentacle balls around your room.
Number 23: The Recess gang.
Number 24: Entering the busy world of Mr. Scarry.
Number 25: Proposing with those round wooden ring boxes with the ladybugs inside.
Number 26: Your pal Bob Baker keeping you company when you were home sick.
Number 27: The cereal jackpot: Lion King spoons.
Number 28: The perfect summer treat: Minute Maid Juice Bars!
Number 29: Knowing this rhyme by heart: Chicka Chicka Boom Boom.
Number 30: Brownies from another universe: the ones with the M&Ms in it.
And finally, number 31: chatting with a robot on SmartChild Instant Messenger.”

“Wow, that’s a… that’s a pretty big list you have there.” Vinyl said surprisingly. “I remember half those things.”

"Lawl yeah." I chuckled. "I also want to know what's the color of your eyes?"

"A famous DJ never reveals all her secrets at once.” Vinyl said.

"Oh c'mon, you're not that famous." I corrected her. "You're a local DJ, not an international DJ. Lawl, lawl, lawl, lawl, lawl!”

"Stop laughing at me!" Vinyl yelled.

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm lawling at you. There's a difference to that sista." I said.

Vinyl let out a sigh and put her hooves on her cheeks. "You're right dude. I'm just a plain ol DJ that not many ponies know."

"Don't worry, I'm sure we can think of something to make you a little more famous." I said.

“I mean not even many ponies in town know who I am!” Vinyl complained.

A cutaway shows Derpy going over Vinyl and sits next to her on a bench (much like her and me doing right now). “Hey, Vinyl!” Derpy said.

“Oh yo, Ditzy! What up?” Vinyl asked.

“Vinyl, you’ll never guess who was in town yesterday! DJ PON-3!” Derpy cried out in excitement.

“But Derpy, I’m DJ PON-3.” Vinyl corrected her.

“What?” Derpy asked curiously. “But DJ PON-3 has that awesome party attitude, wicket hair, and totally cool sungla-“ just then Vinyl puts on her trendy purple sunglasses, because she didn’t have them on before, and then Derpy recognized her just like that. “DJ PON-3! Oh it is so cool to see you again! But you’ll need to help me. My friend Vinyl Scratch is missing. Have you seen her?” Vinyl then takes off her sunglasses. “Oh Vinyl! There you are! You just missed DJ PON-3! Stay here, alright? I want you to meet her when she comes back.” Then Vinyl puts on her sunglasses again. “DJ PON-3!” The cutaway ends.

I began thinking for a second, thinking of ways to make DJ PON-3 a little more famous, but then it hit me. Actually, no it didn’t, I was able to dodge the baseball that was about to hit me. I’m not going to fall for that again! "I think I might know of a way to make you a national DJ.” I said.

"National?" Vinyl asked.

"Not as good as international, but better than local." I said. "What if you were a radio station DJ? Entertaining the thousands of ponies around Equestria that listen to the radio?"

"Oh I've been dreaming of being a radio DJ my whole life!” Vinyl said happily.

"Soooo, why didn't you do it?" I asked.

"Oh I dunno." Vinyl said, and after a few moments she realizes, "Oh yeah that's right, I can't afford a radio station."

"What? Are there even any radio stations in this part of Equestria?" I asked.

"YES!" Vinyl yelled. "Wait... no. All the other radio stations are too far from here. I tried the radio station in Manehatten once, but it wasn't hiring. Pretty bogus, don’cha think?"

"I don't believe it." I shook my head and said.

"That I wasn't hired?” Vinyl asked.

"No. You're really from Manehatten?" I asked.

"I didn't say that." Vinyl corrected me. Vinyl and I just looked at eachother awkwardly for a few seconds.

"So how are we going to get you on the radio?" I asked.

"I guess we'll just have to make a radio station." Vinyl said.

"Or buy one! There's an abandoned radio station somewhere near the San Palomino Desert." I advised her.

"All the way out there?" Vinyl asked.

"Oh just at the border of it connecting the desert with the greenlands of Equestria." I said. "I passed through it while I was on my way to Ponyville from Mareami, and since it's abandoned, it shouldn't cost too much. Now how much you got?"

Vinyl takes out some bits out of her pocket and started counting them. "10... 20... 30... 40 bits." Vinyl said.

"You don't carry a purse?" I asked.

"Only fillies carry purses." Vinyl said.

"But you're a.... nevermind. We're gonna need more than that." I said.

"How much do you have?" Vinyl asked.

"No more investments!" I yelled. "I'm saving for expanding my shop into Canterlot. How about going through bank account or something? Or ask Octavia?"

Vinyl stayed silent for a sec, and then she looked down with her hoof on her chin and began to think. A few hours went by and Vinyl returned home to Octavia. Vinyl was waiting for dinner to be served. Wow, we just had lunch and now she’s having dinner already.

"Hurry it up, Octy. I'm starving!" Vinyl yelled.

"Okay, okay! Dinner's ready. In the name of Celestia, you are so impatient!" Octy complained while putting soup and salad on the table.

"What in the living record is this?” Vinyl asked.

"A garden salad with minestrone soup." Octy said.

"Again? We always have this!" Vinyl complained. "It's so boring, sister. Why can't we have something good?"

"It's the fanciest I can afford. You know I’m allergic to anything not fancy.” Octy reminded her.

"Oh c'mon you have like 120 bits!" Vinyl complained. "Let's go to the Ponyville Bistro!"

"The Ponyville Bistro? Dear please." Octy said."We must save all the money we can get. Otherwise we'll just have to move on the streets, and I don't want to do that. Do you?"

"No of course not. Relax dude!" Vinyl said.

"Good. Now if you please enjoy your meal?" Octy suggested. A few minutes went by, Octavia was enjoying her meal, but Vinyl obviously wasn't. She was just stirring up her soup, making it look more like vomit than it did before.

"Octy? We've been friends for a long, long time, am I  right?” Vinyl asked.

"Yes, I assume so. Only because ponies kept saying we knew each other at first.” Octy said.

"Like, remember you gave me that half of your sandwich?" Vinyl asked. "You sure taught me the true meaning of friendship that day, sister!”

"Right.” Octy agreed, but at the same time not caring.

"And I've done alot for you too, haven't I?" Vinyl asked.

"Keeping us in good shape in giving us food and shelter, yeah I guess so." Octy agreed. Vinyl then stands up and heads over to Octavia and she places her hoof around Octy.

"And since we're such good friends, and friends help eachother out, how about you loan me some money so I can afford my own radio station, what do you say?" Vinyl asked with puppy dog eyes.

"Uhh... no." Octy said.

"HA HA, good one Octy!" Vinyl laughed. "Seriously, may I have some money?"

“Nope.” Octy said.

"Can you at least think about it?” Vinyl asked.

“I did think about it. Didn’t you hear me say ‘uhhh’ before I said no?” Octy asked.

“But still, why not?!” Vinyl asked angrily.

"Because my dear DJ friend, we need this money to stay in shape." Octy said.

“No, we exercise to stay in shape.” Vinyl corrected her.

“I mean, we need the money to make a living.” Octy said.

"But if you invest, then we'll be rich!" Vinyl said excitedly. “Think about it, Octy! The fanciest food whenever you desire!”

"As much as I love to help you out, I can't." Octy said. "I'm sorry Vinyl, but I'm in control of my own money. Thank you very much."

"But, I..." Vinyl stuttered.

"Nope. I made my decision." Octy said.

"But Octyyyyyyyy!” Vinyl whined.

"I promise when you earn enough money to buy a radio station, you can do that. I'm not in control of your funding." Octy said. "But it's my money, and I don't want to invest on something I won't be a part of."

"You can be a part of it if you want." Vinyl offered.

"Sorry, not interested." Octy said.

"Octyyyyyyy!” Vinyl whined again.

“Listen to you, you sound like one of the Llamas with hats.” Octy pointed out.

“Octyyyyyyyyyyyy!” Vinyl whined again, again.

"This conversation is over." Octy said as got up from her chair, took her dishes, and walked to the kitchen to put them in the sink. Vinyl just stood there, thinking about her next move.

Later that night, Octavia just finished brushing her teeth, and now she's off to bed. She fluffs her pillow, turns off the light, lies down, and falls asleep instantly, which is something I rarely do, but I’m not the main character of this chapter. Vinyl opens the door very slowly and quietly, even though it did squeak a bit. As Vinyl tip-toes inside Octavia's room, she spots her pocket book hanging on a hook on the closet door. Vinyl then tip-hooves over to the pocket book, but as she does so, Octavia rolls around her bed which startles Vinyl. She lets out a gasp, and then she suddenly covers her mouth to make sure she doesn’t wake her up with her carbon dioxide. The bright side to that, Octavia was still sound asleep and Vinyl gave at least one living plant a gift. Vinyl then takes Octavia's pocket book and then tip-hooves out the door. Vinyl runs to her room giggling, and when she gets there, she jumps on her bed with Octy’s purse.

“HA HA! I got it!” Vinyl said excitedly, but quietly enough. “I know this is wrong, super-wrong, but I promise I’ll pay her back once I earn all that money from radio fame! Maybe I should invite Prince to my show and have him provide a Harry Potter story for my show. It’ll be known as: Harry Potter and the Half Blood Artist Formerly Known as Prince!” So Vinyl opens up Octy’s pocket book and goes through it, and after a while she couldn't find any money in there. Vinyl growled.
"Now I have to go back in there!" Vinyl complained. Vinyl gets back up and sneaks back to Octavia's room, and tip-hooves inside. As she tip-hooved inside, it kept making a xylophone-like sound. She looked down and saw the huge xylophone she was stepping on and then she used her magic to move it aside. First off, she needed to erase evidence so she places Octavia's purse back where she found it. Vinyl then looks through Octavia's dressers quietly and quickly. She looks on her night stand, under the bed, and even her medicine cabinet. Just as Vinyl was about to give up, she found her money inside a box near her closet. Vinyl smiles as she sneaks over to the closet and she was about to take the box with Octy’s money inside, but she suddenly stopped.

“Wait… this is too easy.” Vinyl whispered to herself. She then takes out a can of laser spray ionization and sprays it around the box, thinking lasers would appear, but none appeared. “Hmm.” Vinyl moaned to herself. She then takes the box of money and sneaks out of Octy’s bedroom with it. Meanwhile, in Octy’s room, the ionization spray blows over towards Octy’s jewelry box and some pressure sensors appear around it, but Vinyl doesn’t notice since she was already out of the room. When Vinyl got out of the room and went back to her own bedroom, she opens the box and finds a mother lode of bits inside. "Jackpot!" Vinyl whispered excitedly.

Morning came, and Vinyl left the house a little earlier than usual. Vinyl runs over to my shop to let me know of the ‘good’ news. I was just about to open the store when she showed up. "Flare! I have some money!"

"Hello, Vinyl! How are you?” I asked.

“Flare! I got the money. I can finally buy that radio station!” Vinyl said excitedly.

“Wow, you’re really no fun to talk to, y’know that?” I asked.

“Sorry. Just really psyched about this!” Vinyl said excitedly.

“What about Psyche?” I asked.

"The radio station, remember?" Vinyl asked.

"Lawl I remember, Vinyl." I nodded. "But still, I can’t get a simple hello? All I have is good news? It’s no fun talking to somepony if they can’t even give you a simple hello.”

"That doesn't matter dude. I have enough money to buy that radio station near the San Palomino Desert” Vinyl said.

"Mmmmhm." I nodded. "Do you even know how much the station costed?" I said ‘costed’ on purpose. I know that’s not the right way of saying it.

"Well... uhh... no." Vinyl admitted.

"Exactly.” I nodded. "We didn't get a price yet. Vinyl you're so silly you silly silly silly silly silly silly silly silly…” I inhaled. “Silly silly silly silly silly silly silly silly silly silly Pooh bear.”

"Alright, alright I get it." Vinyl said. "So let's go buy that station!"

"What do you need me fer?" I asked.

"I need you fer... I mean... oh great now you got me saying it!" Vinyl complained.

"Yeah I’m good at that, aren’t I?” I asked with a mischievous smile.

"I’ll need you and your friends’ help in setting up the station." Vinyl said.

"The Noble Six shall rise!" I yelled out. "Mischievious face!"

“Uh huh. So you and your friends going to help?” Vinyl asked.

“Huh? Oh, right, the helping. Alright, sure, why not?” I accepted.

“Can you show a little more emotion?” Vinyl asked.

“YAY! This is more exciting than a dog when his master is home!” I said sort of excitedly.

A cutaway shows a pony driving his carriage up to his driveway, and the dog that’s inside the house runs up to the front window and starts jumping up and down. “Yay! Master’s home!” the dog cried out in excitement.

“You’re late, slave.” The cat said. The cutaway ends.

“Is that really the best you got?” Vinyl asked.

“I just got up not too long ago! I’m still tired! I don’t normally go to work this early.” I complained.

Vinyl and me, along with Engie, Crystal, and Psyche went to the abandoned radio station in the desert and we all pitched in and bought it. We went inside the station to take a look around, but everything was dirty and broken. "Ugh, yuck! This place could use some cleaning!" Psyche complained.

"Oh Psyche, you don't need to worry too much! This place looks just fine!" Crystal said, but then a spider landed next to her. "AAAH SPIDER!" she cried as she jumped on Engie’s arms. Crystal was shaking, but then she noticed she was on Engie’s arms, and she gave him an embarrassing smile. Engie just drops her on the ground. “OW! Rude!” she yelled.

"Why are we here again?" Psyche asked.

"You can't expect me to clean this place up myself! DOY!" I said in an obvious tone. "Engineer's great with maintenance, so he can get everything working again in no time. You too Psyche! Crystal can help me clean this place up."

"Nuh uh! There’s no way I’m getting near those spider webs!" Crystal complained.

"Relax, Crystal!" Engie said as he placed his hoof on her shoulder. "It's the spiders you should be afraid of, not the webs. Besides, you're bigger than the spiders."

"And you'd be doing the smaller bugs a favor." Psyche added.

"What am I gonna do?" Vinyl asked.

"You're gonna be doing the bestest, funnest, partiest, part!" I said as I placed y arm around Vinyl. "You're gonna be making the scripts, and planning. You have to know what to you'll be talking about or what kind of music you'll play while being live on the radio!"

"But the question remains, what genre of music are you gonna be playing? Rap, dubstep, jazz, country, you name it!" Psyche explained.

“Polka.” I added.

"I dunno. I have not yet decided yet." Vinyl said.

"You said 'yet' twice." Engie pointed out.

"You ready? Let's do this!" I yelled.

And so, Engie and Psyche started working on the equipment, Crystal was dusting the place up, and Vinyl was on a type writer trying to figure out what to do, and I went over to Vinyl to see what was going on with her work. “Sup sista?” I asked.

"Everything's goin great dude!" Vinyl said excitedly. "The genre of music that I wanna do is dubstep and house." 

"Vinyl Scratch is in the house!" I said.

"Yep!" Vinyl said. 

“I prefer classic rock or polka though.” I said.

“Sorry, man.” Vinyl said. Crystal then went over to Vinyl and used the duster on her face. Vinyl spit out the dust that was in her mouth. "What was that for?"

"I thought you had a spider on your nose.” Crystal said.

"What's with you and spiders?" Vinyl asked.

"Trust me, you'll thank me for this." Crystal said.

Meanwhile, Psyche and Engie were trying to get some mainframe working. Psyche was making sure the controls work, and Engie was getting it working through the power supply underneath it. "Is it working now?" Engie asked.

"No, not yet. Are there any unattached wires in there?" Psyche asked.

"Yeah I see one." Engie said.

Psyche looked through the instruction manual and said, "Oh I see, you must put the green wire and brown wires together.”

"Whatever ya say." Engie said as he began to do so.

Psyche looked at the manual again while leaning on the controls and then he said, "Oh, wait Engie, no!" Psyche got struck by the electric in the system afterwords. He started screaming as he was being electrocuted. He let go of the controls and the static stopped.

"Ah'm sorry, can ya repeat that Psyche?" Engie asked.

"Nevermind." Psyche said as he was all burnt up and coughing up smoke.

Meanwhile, Crystal was peeking her head inside a room and saw a spider just hanging there. Crystal takes out a notebook and writes the following down: "I am about to experience combat with a spider, I may not return, but I know for a fact that I will achieve this, and everypony will remember the name - Crystal Iceblast." Crystal takes the duster out and tip-hooves over to the spider web. When the spider turns around, Crystal hides, but when the spider's not looking, Crystal continues tip-hooving to it. When Crystal was really close to the spider web to clean it up, the spider turns around.

“WHAT?! What do you want?” the spider yelled at her. "Why would you want to destroy my home I worked so hard to build? Go on! SHOO!"

Crystal looked down in a sad tone. "Okay." she said as she then walked away.

Meanwhile, I was putting the finishing touches in the DJ room. I even placed a mini Princess Luna bobble head on the desk. "And there we go! Perfect!" he said. "The room is all ready to go! Happy face! Better go check on Vinyl." I walked over to the other room and found Vinyl on the type writer still. "Hey, Vinyl! Found a leet name for this station yet?"

"Oh that part I did first!" Vinyl said. "Scratch FM! Like it?"

"Sounds leet, but I also figured you were gonna name it that so I’m not really THAT impressed.” I said.

“Huh.” Vinyl said.

“Also Scratch FM is taken.” I said.

“Really, where?” Vinyl asked.

“Lincolnshire, UK.”  I said.

“How about Vinyl Scratch FM?” Vinyl asked.

“Searching.” I said as I took out my phone to search up the name. My phone then vibrated. “Oh look, Keith Pwni poked you!” I then tapped on my phone to poke him back on Facebook. “You poked Keith! Ok, now searching up the name ‘Vinyl Scratch FM’. Ok first off, I see a few pictures of you, and even one with Octavia.”

“I still don’t get how everypony figured we knew each other before a few months ago.” Vinyl said.

“Oooo there’s a cosplay of you!” I said as I showed her my phone so she can see her cosplay.

“Wow, I look beautiful.” Vinyl said.

“Ok now I found something that says Vinyl Scratch [Turntable.fm], Vinyl Scratch FM Blackmill MP3 download? What are these things? You know what? I think you’re safe, Vinyl.” I said.

“Ok then. Vinyl Scratch FM it is!” Vinyl cried out in excitement.

Meanwhile, Psyche was on the upper areas of the radio antenna, trying to get it operational, while Engie was getting it ready from the power box on the bottom. "Aaaaaaaaand finished!" Engie said. "The radio station should be operational!" Engie then takes out a walk talkie and starts speaking through it. "Is the station working, Crystal?"

"Sure is!" Crystal said from the other side.

"Hot dog!" Engie said excitedly. "Ooooo, dibs on hot dogs for lunch! C'mon, Psyche!" Just then, Engie accidently knocks into the ladder and Psyche starts to lose his balance. The ladder leans away from the antenna and it starts standing on its two feet on the ground. Psyche was feeling pretty nervous, but was relieved that he didn't fall. While Psyche started climbing down, one of his feathers landed on the ladder and it started falling down with Psyche not even half way down. Psyche crashed hard on the ground, with stars floating on top of his head.

"Did ya'll forget to fly?" Engie asked him as he walked away. Psyche growled.

Vinyl and I went to the front of the station along with the other three, and I was putting up the sign with my magic and Vinyl was saying where she wanted as I was moving it for her.

"Alright a little to the right." Vinyl instructed me. "Now, a little to the left. Up a little bit. Upper. Upper."

"There's no such word as upper." Psyche said.

"Upper, Flare. Upper." Vinyl instructed me.

"Why do I even bother?" Psyche asked to himself.

"Downer. Downer. Righter. Lefter. Lefter. Lefter. Righter. A little more lefter. Just a teenie bit righter. Now alot righter! A little lefter, and.... PERFECT! Right there!" Vinyl instructed me.

"Well Vinyl, how does it look?" I asked.
"Mwah!” she kissed. “Perfection!" We all looked at the new Vinyl Scratch FM sign on the building and the once was dusty and old abandoned building turned into a fully operational radio station.

After hours of work, the radio station was finally finished. Vinyl was just putting the finishing touches. “There we go!" Vinyl said. "The station is done. All thanks to the Noble….. Four, since Aqua and Blaze didn’t bother coming.”

"No problemo, sista! It’s what we do!” I said.

“All we do is fool around all the time, point out of the obvious, and argue a lot though.” Engie said.

“We do other things too, Engie!” I corrected him.

"Ready to take this station up for a spin, Vinyl?" Crystal asked.

"You know it, Cris!” Vinyl said.

Crystal started shaking her head. “No, please…. no.”

"Alright, first let's advertise! Then we'll get on the air. First thing tomorrow!" Psyche said. “Dismissed.”

“Who made you in charge?” Engie complained.

After a while, Vinyl returns home to Octavia. Vinyl started tip-hoofing up to her room; all the lights are out. While she was sneaking inside, the lights suddenly turn on, and Octavia was waiting on the Living Room chair.

"Out late again, Vinyl?" Octy asked as she took a sip from her tea.

"No, no!" Vinyl lied. "I was, um...." Vinyl uses her magic to pick flowers from outside and give it to Octy. "Picking you some flowers! Yeah!"

Octavia went up to Vinyl and knocks the flowers away. "Hey, why did you do that for?!” Vinyl yelled.

"You were out partying late again, weren't you?" Octy asked.

"Uhh.... yeah. Yeah I was partying late. Sorry, Octy." Vinyl lied.

"Vinyl you can't keep coming back late. I need help with chores around the house." Octy said.

"Well I'll have you know that I have important stuff to do. That's why I come back late." Vinyl said.

"Partying is not as important as keeping this house clean." Octy said.

"Aw c'mon! This place is fine!" Vinyl said.

“That’s because I cleaned it all up myself.” Octy said.

“See? You don’t need me!” Vinyl said. “You can take care of everything yourself, right?”

"Oh really?" Octy gives Vinyl a glare. "The bathrooms are dirty, there are clothes everywhere, the lawn needs to be mowed, we need to clean the attic, we need to get some food for the fridge, and-“

Vinyl gave Octavia a confusing look, and all Vinyl heard from her was, "Bla bla bla bla bla bla bla."

"Do you understand?" Octy asked.

"Huh?” Vinyl asked as she shook her head really fast, trying to snap out of her ‘staring-in-space’ situation. “Sure, Octy. Sure. Whatever you say."

"Good. Now please get some sleep. I need help with chores in the morning." Octy instructed her. Vinyl felt relieved because Octavia still doesn’t know that she took money from her. So Vinyl went off to bed for the night. Soon it was 5:00 in the morning. Vinyl got up bright and early and starting sneaking out of the house while Octavia was still sleeping. Vinyl went over to her new radio station over near the desert. Spike and I were there waiting for her.

"There you are Vinyl! We were waiting for you!" I said.

"You guys waited for me?" Vinyl asked.

"I was thinking you might've needed some help with your first day." I said.

"In return for some gems." Spike said. I then punched Spike's shoulder so he’d shut up about that. "Ow! Violent much?"

“She doesn’t need to know.” I whispered to him. I then said out loud to Vinyl, “He’s doing it for some extra money.”

“How is that different from what I said?” Spike asked.

"So you ready?" I asked.

"I was born ready!" Vinyl yelled.

“No you weren’t. You didn’t even know what DJing was when you were born.” I corrected her.

“Don’t underestimate me, bro.” Vinyl said.

So the three of us walked inside the station and got into our posts. Vinyl sat at her desk and put on a head set over her head. Spike and I went into the control room to get everything online. 

"You ready Vinyl?" I asked.

"Did I not say I was born ready?" Vinyl reminded me.

"Did I not say you didn’t even know what DJing even meant when you were born?” I asked.

“Did I not say don’t underestimate me?” Vinyl asked.

“Did I not say…. oh wait, that’s where the conversation ended.” I said.

Spike started counting down, "Coming live in…. 5... 4... 3... 2..." Just then the 'AIR' sign lit up, and I turned on a music track in the background.

"Goooooood morning, Vietnam…. and Equestria!" Vinyl yelled. "Welcome to Vinyl Scratch FM, coming to you live from the abandoned radio station near the border to the Equestrian desert! I am your host Vinyl Scratch, but you can call me DJ PON-3, and man do we have alot of cool music for you to listen to dudes! Not to mention lots of stories!" And so it seemed Vinyl had post-mature caterpillars in her tummy, but she so far she was doing an amazing job with her new radio career!  

A few hours went by and Vinyl was just finishing up a song. "And that was Friendly Advise by the Elements of Music!" Vinyl said as she ended the song. "You know? Being a radio DJ has been great so far! If it weren't for the Noble Six, I wouldn't be here!"

"Aww yeah Spike! Did you hear that?" I asked him from the control room.

"Looks like your clan is gonna be famous, dude!" Spike said.

“It’s not a clan, it’s a mafia.” I corrected him. “See we have dem Italian accents and big baseball bats.”

"That's right the Noble Six, the newest clan in the kingdom!" Vinyl said. "Next to the Mane Six. They are a backup friendship group. While the Mane Six does the 'Elements of.... something' work, and the Noble Six backs them up! Well, they haven't done anything yet. But they will! Also this broadcast, brought to you by Porker's BBQ!"

"No! She was suppose to say Flare's Pizza Parlor!" I complained as I knocked on the window and held up a sign that says 'Flare's Pizza Parlor'.

"Huh? Oh and that's right, and Flare's Pizza Parlor, located in Ponyville, near the park." Vinyl said. "Alright, time to take some callers! We have Braeburn from Appleloosa! Braeburn, you're on the air!"

"Ah am? Yee haw!" Braeburn cried out in excitement. "Ah never been heard on the radio befer!"

"Alright, settle down!" Vinyl said. "So what's up?"

"Ah have a warehouse overfilled with apples right about now. So come down to mah orchard over at Appleloosa!" Braeburn advertised. "We have a sales on apple pies, apple fritters, apple crisp-“

"Alright, thanks for callin!" Vinyl interrupted as she cuts him out. "We now have Water Gun from the Crystal Mountains. Hello Water!"

"Sup sista?” Water asked from the intercom.

"Is that Water?" I asked as I ran out of the control room, grabbed Vinyl’s headset and placed it on my head. "Gimmie that! Hey sis!"

"Hey bro! You work at Scratch FM?" Water asked.

"Hay yeah!" I said excitedly.

"Cool!" Water said.

"How's that world trip going on?" I asked.

"It's going good! How is life in Ponyville?" Water asked.

"There's no place like home, sis." I said. "But I less then three it here!”

"Well, I am happy face for you, bro. I plan on coming down to see you when I’m done with my world trip!" Water said.

"Excellent! I'll talk to you later!" I said.

“Also, call mom, she worries.” Water said.

“I’ll be sure not to. Bye, Water!” I said.


"Bye!" Water said as she hung up.

"Here ya go!" I said as I gave the headset back to Vinyl.

"Uh huh." Vinyl said in an awkward tone. "Well our next song goes out to an actor that really inspired me. Robin Williams. The robin comedian that is currently making his next movie out in Applewood right now. This is for you: Rockin’ Robin!”

Meanwhile in Ponyville, Merry May was heading back home from the market after running a couple of errands when suddenly, her bags tears up from the bottom and all her groceries fall on the ground, but this story isn’t about her, sorry, Merry May. Another time. Merry May groans at me (the narrator) as I said that. We move onto Octavia who was taking a stroll around town. She starts talking to herself. "Ah, what a beautiful day!" she said. "Seems pretty weird around here without Vinyl around though. She's been away too much. Oh well, better head to jug practice. Yes, I do play more than one instrument. I sometimes play in a band with my cousin Fiddlesticks." 

“Howdy, cousin!” a pony that looks exactly like Octavia, except her coat is yellow and mane is blue and she wears overalls, a bandana and a hat appears and said.

“Hello, Fiddlesticks.” Octy said to her.

“I appeared in the Luna Eclipsed episode.” Fiddlesticks said.

“That’s nice.” Octy said, not knowing a word she said. After looking around randomly for a few moments, Octavia sees a poster with Vinyl Scratch on it hanging on the wall. "Huh? Is that Vinyl? That.... that is! Vinyl Scratch FM? Since when did she own a radio station?" Octavia thought to herself for a second, and then she gasped. "Oh no!" Octavia runs back into her house faster than a snail on a rocket (yeah, I have a weird way putting things), she runs to her room, and looks for her wallet. "My wallet! It's gone!" Octy cried. "You are so dead, Vinyl!" Octavia then quickly puts on a yellow jumpsuit, takes out a katana, and then the Kill Bill theme starts playing in the background as Octavia stands on her hind legs behind a yellow background with the words ‘The 4th film by Octavia Melody - Kill Vinyl – Volume 1 – Written and Directed by Octavia Melody and Crimson Flare Gun’ on it. Yeah, that’s right, I’m taking credit in making this! This is my story!

Back at the radio station, Vinyl just finished another song. "And that was Fork Colt by Soundorchard." Vinyl said. "Time to continue taking phone calls. We have Ditzy Do from Ponyville. What's up Derpy?"

"Hey Vinyl! I just put food in my microwave, but it's not heating up." Derpy said. This joke happened already so let’s meet up with Spike and I in the control room. "Hey Flare, don't you find this a little weird?" Spike asked.

"It's a radio station and I’m in it. Of course it’s weird!” I said.

"No, I mean there is something a little off here. How did Vinyl get the money for this station in the first place?" Spike asked.

"She said Octavia gave it to her." I said.

"She did?" Spike asked.

"Yeah." I said.

"I dunno guys, that doesn't sound like Octavia." Psyche said.

"Of course we don't sound like Octavia, dum dum!" I said.

"That's not what I said." Psyche corrected me. "You think Octavia would just give Vinyl the money to buy a radio station? They're broke!"

"Oh, and you sound like you hang with Octavia and Vinyl. Don't worry Psyche, what's done is done. I believe Vinyl. I don't think she'd steal from Octavia." I said.

"Hey Flare can you get me a coffee?" Psyche asked.

I stared at Psyche in silence, but I eventually said, "You do it."

"I can't. I have to make sure the signal stays strong." Psyche said.

“Ah’ll do it.” Engie offered.

“Engie, shush! Psyche and I are talking!” I instructed him.

“Yeah, seriously Engie. Interrupt much?” Psyche agreed.

"Anyways Psyche, you can always come back to the signal after you get your coffee.” I informed him.

Psyche glared at me. "Fine, I'll do it." he said as he started to get up and walk out.

"NO I'LL DO IT!" I yelled as I ran passed Psyche, also knocking into him. Psyche spins around as I run by and then rocks around with his eyes rolling around, and then he collapsed on the floor.

“Ah think he’s havin’ a hangover.” Engie said about Psyche.

Back at Vinyl's room, Vinyl was just finishing talking to Derpy. "I hope your problem gets solved soon, sister! Thanks for calling!" Vinyl said as she hangs up. "Alright next caller..... uhh....." Vinyl froze as she saw Octavia's name on the caller ID. "Octavia from Ponyville." 

"VINYL HOW COULD YOU?!" Octavia cried on the other line.

"I do not know what you're talking about." Vinyl said.

"Don't play innocent with me! You stole my money!" Octavia yelled. "You used my money to buy that abandoned radio station, and now we're going to go broke because of you!"

"Look, I'm doing us both a favor!" Vinyl yelled. "This radio station is gonna make us rich! You just wait and see!"

"Vinyl..... there is a reason why we live together. You know why? Because we both needed the money, and I trusted you!" Octy explained. "But now that trust is long gone."

"Octy, don't get so ahead of yourself. I'll pay you back, I promise!" Vinyl promised.

“Oooo loan sharking.” Spike commented.

"No, Vinyl. No." Octy declined. "I can't accept your money. I can't accept living with you anymore, and you know what? I had a real good deal on the Royal Canterlot orchestra. I was eventually going to give you the money for the radio station ,but now it seems that you care more about DJing more than your own friends."

"No, Octy! That's not true!" Vinyl cried.

"Goodbye Vinyl." Octy said.

"No, wait!" Vinyl cried, but Octavia already hung up. Vinyl needed to stop and think for a moment. "Uhh... yeah, that was a prank caller. We'll be right back after this commercial break." And suddenly, we went off-live.

I was standing near the door with a shocking look on my face. "Vinyl.... you.... lied to me."

"Look Flare, I'm sorry! I didn't know she was gonna know!" Vinyl yelled.

"Octy didn't let you have the money, you stole it!" I yelled at her. 

“That’s what I was trying to tell you!” Spike reminded me.

“Oh shush, you never told me jack!” I said to him.

“What about Jack?” Engie asked.

"I can't believe this! I supported you, I helped you set up, and I even sacrificed time from my shop just to help you out! And all this time I was working for a liar?!" I yelled.

"No Flare, you don't understand!" Vinyl yelled.

"Oh I understand completely. You care more about DJing than your own friends! Angry panda face!" I said with an angry look on my face and my mouth kinda looked like a smile because the ends of my lips were up, but I wasn’t. It was more or less like… a scrunch. 

“Oh Flare, ya look so cute in that look!” Engie said.

“Thanks, Engie. I’ll give you a blush later, but right now I need to tell Vinyl this.” I said. “Now where was I? Oh yes, you lied, Vinyl, and I don't even think you actually volunteered to clean the park, I think you just had community service because you were forced to, and B-T-W, maybe your name isn't really Vinyl Scratch!"

"I swear, that's my name!” Vinyl yelled. "But yes it's true! It's all true! So, you gonna quit?"

"I was actually just gonna paint your face while you're asleep, but that sounds like a better idea." I agreed. "Send me my last paycheck in the mail. Oh, unless you're gonna steal that too. Tongue face." I then stuck my tongue out at Vinyl and walked out of the station. Spike, Engie, and Psyche heard what happened, and followed me out. 

“Now ah don’t have a good reason for shocking Psyche or knocking over his ladder.” Engie said.

“You NEVER had a good reason to shock me or knock over my ladder!” Psyche corrected him.

Vinyl sadly looked down, feeling bad with the whole situation. “What have I done?” she asked herself.

“You stole money from your roommate and lied about it. Isn’t that obvious?” Engie reminded her.

“Oh WOULD YOU GET OUT OF HERE?!” Vinyl yelled.

Later that night, Vinyl went home from the station. Vinyl opened the door and went inside. "Octy? Octy you home?" Vinyl yelled out. Octavia didn't respond. Vinyl kept calling for her and looked from room to room and couldn't find her anywhere, but when she got to her bedroom, her stuff was gone. There was a note on the bed, and Vinyl read it. "Dear Vinyl, Our time together I thought was the best. You were really a good friend. But now I realize that you're a thief and a liar. Thank you for showing me your true colors before I trusted you even more. I'm moved out, and I ain't coming back. I hope you're happy. Goodbye. Octavia." A tear fell out of Vinyl's eye. "What have I done?" she said sadly. "I lost a trust of my best friend, just for my own pleasure! I gotta get Octy back! But how?"

Suddenly, Vinyl started knocking on my trailer door. My eyeball camera activated near the door and stared directly towards Vinyl. "Unless you're here to challenge me to a race on Mario Kart. I don't wanna hear it." I said.

"Flare I need your help dude." Vinyl said.

"I'm sorry, Flare's not home right now. Please leave a message after the beep. BEEEEEP!" I said.

"Flare please, I need to get Octy back!" Vinyl begged. “And since you know my problem, you’re my best bet in getting her back!”

"You got yourself into this. You get yourself out." I said.

"Actually you, Spike, Engie, Psyche, and Crystal helped me." Vinyl corrected me.

"No, we helped you set up your station. You got yourself into this lie." I corrected her. "If you know what's best for yourself and Octy, then you'd know exactly what to do."

"What should I do then?" Vinyl asked.

"How should I know?" I asked. "If you need transportation, I'll do that. That's all I'm giving you. Take some time to think. Also I'm still opened for that Mario Kart thing!"

"No thanks dude. I know just what to do now!" Vinyl said excitedly.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" I asked.

"I need..... PIZZA!" Vinyl yelled.

"OH YEAH! I like your style, sista! Let's go get some pizza!" I said excitedly. Vinyl and I walked over to Flare's Pizza shop and ordered a pizza. After she ate the pizza, she gasped.

"What's wrong? Hot sauce got your tongue? I told you, nopony except a certain amount of ponies can handle that much Mareami Heat pizza." I said.

"No, it's not that." Vinyl said, but then she started turning bright red. "But now that you mention it." Vinyl's ears started steaming, and then she drank all of her cider, and my cider right after.

"Hey I was still drinking that!" I complained.

Vinyl started breathing hard. "Flare?" she said. "I know what I must do."

"Order another pizza?" I asked.

"YES!" Vinyl cried out. "But later; there's something else I must do first."

"What's that?" I asked.

"What kind of transportation did you have in mind?" Vinyl asked.

Vinyl and I then walked outside. "DJ PON-3, I'm about to show you what nopony else has seen before!" I said as I took out some keys and pressed the disarm alarm button. It started to get really windy, and suddenly, a helicopter appears out of the other side of town and started automatically flying towards us. It landed a yard from us. Vinyl was pretty surprised, as she did not expect that. "What is that?" Vinyl asked.

"This is my Wafflecopter!" I said.

“Why Wafflecopter?” Vinyl asked.

“Somepony already took the name Roflcopter. The one that goes ‘SWAH SWAH SWAH SWAH SWAH’, but I have something even better than that! Lemme show you show the necessaries.” I offered as I showed her every detail of my Wafflecopter. “Waffle stick propellers, hay bacon skids, pancake steering wheel, frozen solid low-fat butter hatch, and what’s the fuel of this contraption you may ask?” I opened up the fuel hatch and showed Vinyl the liquid that was inside. “Maple syrup!”

“How the hay did you make maple syrup as fuel?” Vinyl asked.

“Magic.” I said as I snorted twice.

“Well at least it’s cheaper than actual fuel.” Vinyl said.

“The world would truly be a better place if we used alternate fuel sources, like this maple syrup here. With this Wafflecopter here, I’m saving the planet.” I explained.

"Nice!" Vinyl said impressively. "Where did you get it?"

“Remember that episode of Family Feud where one of the questions was ‘something you wouldn’t wanna find in a home’ and one of the guys said ‘naked grandma’?” I asked.

“Yeah, I watched that episode.” Vinyl said.

“Yeah, I liked that episode. Now let’s get moving.” I instructed us.

“But that doesn’t answer my… oh nevermind.” Vinyl shook her head and said.

Meanwhile in Canterlot, Octavia was getting ready for the show to start. She was in her dressing room, putting on her makeup.

"Octavia, 3 minutes." one of the stage crew said.

"Alright, I'll be there in a sec." Octy said. She takes out a picture of Vinyl from her pouch and stares at it for a few seconds, she then sighs and throws it in the trash, and sadly trots out onto the stage with her bass, and how you say that word in this context is ‘base’, if you didn’t know that. Meanwhile outside, I was landing my Wafflecopter in front of the theater. Vinyl and I jumped out and ran to the ticket stand, but when they got there, the ticket pony put up a sign that said 'Sold out'. 

"No! You can't be sold out yet!" Vinyl yelled.

"Sorry, I am." The ticket pony said.

"But I need to go inside! My friend needs me!" Vinyl begged.

"Sorry, you'll have to wait until after the show." the ticket pony said.

Vinyl turned to me and asked, "What are we gonna do now?"

“I’ll provide a musical number to get him to let us inside.” I said as I took out my top hat and cane, and then swinging music started playing in the background as I started dancing. “Lemme tell you story of-“

“Sorry, but we have an anti-musical number bribe policy here.” The ticket pony said.

“Well… that’s pretty rare.” I said. “Almost anypony would accept a musical number bribe.”

“What are we gonna do now, Flare?” Vinyl asked.

“Vinyl, why do you keep asking me to do everything? You’re the one that messed up this time, not me. I’m in the clear.” I corrected her.

“I know, and I feel so guilty about it! But please, Flare, you’re a friendship expert aren’t you?” Vinyl asked.

No, I’m not a friendship expert. Not yet that is. I’m still learning everything I need to know, but since Vinyl seemed pretty desperate, I couldn’t just say no. "We've all seen Alvin and the Chipmunks, right? We go through the VIP!" I suggested.

"The V-I-P?" Vinyl asked.

"We know how it's spelled, dum dum." I informed her.

"How we gonna get in there? We don't have a backstage pass." Vinyl said. Just then, I suddenly take out a backstage pass from his vest pocket.

"Have I ever told you that Flare Gun is the most leet pony around?” I asked.

"Hay yeah, Flare!" Vinyl cried out in excitement. "C'mon let's go!"

"Praise the Wizards! No, really. Why aren’t you praising them?” I asked. So we both ran to the back of the building. Inside the theater, the announcer was starting the show.

"Mares and gentlecolts, please put your hooves together for the Royal Canterlot orchestra!" the announcer…… announces. The curtain goes up and the orchestra starts playing. Octavia just started playing her bass with her eyes closed. While she was playing, a tear falls out of her eye and lands on the ground. A janitor comes by shortly after to clean up the tear drop stain.

“It’s touchin’ music, man.” The janitor said.

Back outside, Vinyl and I went up to the bouncer in the back. "V-I-Ps only.” He said.

"Yeah, thank you, Captain Obvious. I keep saying I know how to say the word ‘vip’, which is what I am.” I said as I showed him my pass.

"That's hip! Go on in buddy!" the bouncer said to me, moving out of the way for me to come through. “Thanks, but next time, give ponies a chance before showing their passes. Some of us don’t like to be reminded.”

“Just doing my job, man.” The bouncer said.

So I walked in and Vinyl follows, but the bouncer blocks Vinyl's way. "May I see your V-I-P pass, miss?" The bouncer then looked at me and said, “I gave her a chance.”

“You did well, Bouncy.” I said.

"Oh I'm with him." Vinyl said.

"Everypony needs a V-I-P pass to go inside." The bouncer said.

"She's with me brah." I said.

"Sorry buddy, but only those with passes can go inside. That's the rule." The bouncer explained.

"Well that's all I got. G-G lawl!" I said as I trotted inside.

"Wait, Flare! Don't leave me!" Vinyl cried out.

"Move along, ma'am." The bouncer instructed her. Vinyl sadly started trotting away, but suddenly, the bouncer gets knocked out. I then came out with a broken bottle.

"You're the best, Flare!” Vinyl said.

“I’m the only Flare.” I corrected her.

“Thanks for knocking out that bouncer for me!” Vinyl said.

“Oh that wasn’t intentional.” I said.

"Let's go get Octy back!" Vinyl said. Vinyl and I ran inside the theater. Back in the theater, Octavia was playing her solo, but it sounded real sad.

Some of the Canterlot audience members were feeling pretty emotionful with the music (shut up, ‘emotionful’ should be a word). One of the audience members was tearing up and said, “Her music touches me ever-so. I fear that my tears might stain my petticoat.”

Another audience member blows his or her nose on a handkerchief he or she took out of his or her pocket, and then he or she said, “I say; it would seem I have spoiled my handkerchief. This was only meant to tap on my lip a couple of times and to be kept mostly cleaned.”

Vinyl and Flare ran backstage and saw Octavia playing her sad music. "Oh… look, Flare. Her music sounds really sad.” Vinyl pointed out.

“You see what was wrong what you said? You said ‘LOOK, her MUSIC sounds really sad’. Sheesh, and they say I don’t make sense.” I complained.

"Flare don't you see? Octy misses me!" Vinyl said. 

“All I see is ponies playing their instruments, and I see a familiar looking janitor cleaning up Octavia’s tears. Who is he?” I asked.

“I’m Scruffy, the janitor.” The janitor said.

“Right, I figured I knew you from somewhere.” I said.

“I’m going out there!” Vinyl said as she started marching onto the stage so she can talk to Octavia.

I then took out my video camera and started recording. "Bring on the subscribers! Mischievious face!" I said.

Vinyl marches up to Octavia and gives her a hug while she’s playing. “VINYL?!” she cried out.

“Octy, I’m sorry!” Vinyl said.

“Vinyl, I’m… kinda in the middle of something right now.” Octy mumbled.

“Yeah, hi audience members. This will only take a second.” Vinyl said to the audience. She then turned back to Octavia and said, “I want you back! I was wrong to treat you like I did!”

“Uh, excuse me? You’re interrupting the show.” The manager said to Vinyl.

“Too bad, I’m trying to talk to my friend.” Vinyl said to him.

"That is out of the question." The manager said. Just then, Vinyl takes out a few bits and gives them to the manager. "You have five minutes." He said.

"What are you doing here?" Octy asked angrily.

"I came to see you." Vinyl said.

"I was doing fine without you! I was playing this relaxing music for the people and they seemed to be emotionly attracted to it.” Octy said.

“Actually, you were playing something sad and we just followed you along.” Parish Nandermane, the harp player corrected her.

Octavia sighed and asked Vinyl, "What do you want?"

"I just came to apologize, and..... I was wrong to steal your money for my own pleasure. I should've waited like you said." Vinyl said. "After I heard your call at the station, I felt broken hearted. DJing just didn't feel the same without you. I didn't think I'd go on without my special friend there by my side."

“Awwww.” Beauty Bass, the tuba player said in an EMOTIONFUL tone.

“We’re not a couple, alright?” Octy corrected her.

“Oh that’s too bad. I didn’t want Frederick here and me to be the only married couple here.” Parish said.

“Parish! Don’t embarrass me!” Frederick, the pianist blushed and said.

"Well.... I'm touched, Vinyl. I really am.” Octy admitted. "But you made a big mistake, a trust that's long gone, and..... I don't think I could bear to see your face."

Vinyl sighed and takes off her glasses. "They're purple, see? Is everypony happy now?! They're purple!" she shouted. "But when I wear my contact lends, they're red. You all happy now?! All of your theories are correct!”

“I always thought they were blue.” Concerto, the violin player said.

"That's not what I meant." Octy said. "Look, I wish I could forgive you, but I can't. Not with this radio station by your side."

"That's why I sold it before we got here." Vinyl said.

"You sold your radio station?" Octy asked in shock.

"Whatever, fine. If that's the way you wanna be, then so be it!" Vinyl said angrily, as she then sadly walked backstage, passed me.

“I can do this with my arms.” I said as I placed my front arms over my head, neck, and shoulders. “Us Guns have very flexible arms. Ok I’m going now.” 

“Y’know, Octavia. You’re pretty popular. Nopony ever seems to pay attention to the rest of your band.” Concerto said to her.

“I’m not even sure why.” Octy said.

So I followed Vinyl out, also I said bye to Scruffy before I went too. "Holy Wizard of Feelings. That was sure something. So...."

"It was all not worth it. I messed up big time. I lost a friend, and now I'm gonna go broke." Vinyl said sadly.

"Hey Vinyl if it makes you feel any better, I don’t think ponies would think you and Octy are a couple anymore.” I said.

“How is that supposed to make me feel better?” Vinyl asked.

“I’m pretty sure the question answers itself.” I said.

"Don't bother with me." Vinyl said. "I'll just....." Vinyl walks out the back door, leaving me behind. “Don’t give up, Vinyl! You still have a chance to make things right! Never give up!” I yelled out, but she ignored me and she eventually she was gone. A few minutes later, I went to get some water from the fountain back inside. Octavia walked out of her dressing room and saw me.

"Hey Flare." Octy said.

"Oh Octy, I didn’t even think you met me before.” I said.

“I went to your shop once.” Octy reminded me.

“Once.” I said.

“What?” Octy asked.

“You went to my shop once. I’m not that good at remembering faces that only visit my shop once.” I said.

"Ok then. What are you doing here?" Octy asked.

"I was with Vinyl. I helped her get to you." I said.

"Oh, that's how she got in?" Octy asked.

"No, she got in through the door. That’s how she came in.” I teased

“Quite.” Octy nodded in agreement.

"You kay?" I asked. “I mean that was a joke and you didn’t even lawl. Cause you know me, I spread the lawlz.” I said.

"Oh I dunno Flare." she said. "Vinyl has been my best friend for months, and roommate. It's just hard to believe she'd do this."

"Sista, she learned her lesson." I reminded her.

"But still...." she said.

"But still nothing! She sold her dream just to make you happy, and forgive her!" I explained. "Yeah she was wrong to steal her money, but she was aware of her actions, and just wants you back. Sometimes ponies must make mistakes so they can learn from them, and that's what I'm gonna write to Princess Luna later, or you can do it, whichever."

"You know what, Flare? You're right!" Octy said.

"If I wasn’t right, we’d both be wrong.” I said.

"VINYL!" Octy cried out as she ran outside through the back door. "VINYL?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" I walked outside with her.

"You actually think she'll respond to you right away?" I pointed out. "Hey where did my Wafflecopter go?!”

“Your what?” Octy asked.

“My helicopter with certain breakfast items on it. I left it parked right here!” I explained. “Vinyl is such a thief! Why did I help her out in the first place?!"

Octavia and I both went on the train back to Ponyville. On the way I was explaining to Octavia how it’s not a good idea to have two unicorns use a Chinese finger trap. I once used one with Aqua, and trust me, it wasn’t a good idea. So we both walked over to Vinyl and Octavia's house. I was still pretty angry after what Vinyl did to me. "Angry face! I'll show her what happens when you steal Flare Gun's stuff!" I went up and knocked on the door real loud. "Vinyl, open up!” Vinyl didn’t respond to the door.

"Uh... Flare?" Octy asked.

"Fine be that way! IMMA FIRIN MAH LAZOR!" I yelled as I was charging up my horn.

"FLARE WAIT!" Octy cried out as she stopped me from performing the Shoop spell.

“WHAT?!” I yelled.

"You know, I have the key to open the door." she reminded me as she walked up to the door and was about to unlock it.

“Did you unlock the door yet?” I asked as I was hyperly jumping up and down impatiently.

“I’m still looking for the key.” Octy said as she searched all the keys on her keychain for the door.

“How long does it take for you to find one key?!” I asked angrily.

“I have 16 keys.” Octy said as she finally found the key she was looking for and was about to unlock the door.

“C’mon, Octy! Hurry!” I yelled.

“I’m not gonna hurry if you’re gonna keep jumping up and down like that.” Octy complained. I then stopped jumping like she asked, but I was still shaking.

“Close enough.” Octy said as she unlocks the door.

Right after I burst inside and start yelling, “Where are you chopper stealer?!” I called out. Right after, Octy and I suddenly heard something drop from upstairs.

“Bedroom.” Octy said as she started running up there to comfort her friend. I, of course, followed; even though I’d rather be the one to lead.

"Hey guys, what's happening?" Vinyl asked as she laid on her bed with a bunch of bottles of apple cider on the floor.

“Oh boy.” I said awkwardly.

"Vinyl! What happened to you?" Octy asked.

"I'LL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED!" Vinyl yelled at her face. "You embarrassed me in front of a crowd of ponies, and at my radio station, and you wouldn't even accept my apology!" she explained as tears fell out of Vinyl's eyes. "I never wanted this." 

Octavia places her hoof on Vinyl's shoulder. "Vinyl? I do accept your apology. I was upset, and I know you just wanted to live your dream and just try to help out." Octy explained. "I do trust you, and you're my best friend." Tears fell out of Octavia's eyes as she was about to say this next reference. "And.... I know…  somewhere deep down in my heart..... I still love you!" Vinyl started crying out loud, rubbing her hoof on her own chin as she did so.

"Shhh, it's okay. It's okay. I'm here now." Octavia said, hugging Vinyl.

"Umm, can I… can I have some of that?” I chuckled awkwardly and asked.

"I don't want a radio station anymore.” Vinyl said.

"And I don't want to be in the Royal Canterlot orchestra anymore." Octy said.

Vinyl let go of Octavia and stopped crying. "So.... you gonna stay?" she asked.

"I'm staying." Octy said with a smile.

"Can we go out to eat?" Vinyl asked.

"Let's not get carried away now." Octy said. “Also, Vinyl?”

“Yeah?” Vinyl asked.

“Did you know you’re weeping in MY room?” Octy asked.

“Oh… really?” Vinyl asked as she looked around the room and saw who’s room she was really in. “Huh, so I am. I guess that’s why an alarm went off when I fell on your jewelry box.”

“Yeah well, uhh…. Well, uhhh….” I cleared my throat. “I guess I’ll just…. Be on my way then.”

“Oh Flare, I want to thank you personally.” Vinyl said.

“For what?” I asked.

“For helping me see the truth and feel at peace with my best friend and roommate.” Vinyl said.

“Huh? Oh, I didn’t do that, Vinyl. You did! You saw your mistake and you were the one that went out on stage in the middle of a show just to apologize and bring peace with her. I was just your transportation and ticket inside, but I think you would’ve done all that without me.” I explained.

"Well you helped regardless." Vinyl said. "We are in your debt.”

"So Flare, you said something about writing a message to Luna?" Octy asked.

"You do it." I said.

"For what purpose?" Vinyl asked.

"If you write 10 letters to Princess Luna, she treats you to dinner. I already wrote 19 friendship letters to her! One more I get another free dinner!" I said.

"Octy, I'll never steal from you again, dudet!” Vinyl promised.

"And I'll never be so strict again." Octy said.

“Now there’s only one more thing we need to settle first, Vinyl. Where’s my Wafflecopter?” I asked.

"I dunno, isn't it where you left it?" Vinyl asked.

"You didn’t take it? I mean it’s one of the coolest flying machines ever!” I said.

"No, why? I can't fly that thing. You have the keys anyway." Vinyl corrected me.

"Wait, if you don't have my Wafflecopter, then who does?" I asked just as the doorbell rings. I walked downstairs and I received a note from a police officer.

"You Flare Gun? Your helicopter was in a tow-way zone." The officer said as he gave me a ticket.

“How did you know I was here?” I asked.

“Next time don’t tell random janitors where you’re gonna be.” The officer said.