"Apple.... what?" Octavia asked, slightly confused from her friend's comment.
"Apple Peach Cobbler," Vinyl stated. "It's one of the tastiest things from Sugarcube Corner. A mix of apples and peaches all wrapped inside a warm golden brown crust. Trust me, it's amazing."
Now that she had heard properly, Octavia couldn't help but smile at the desert's mentioning. Then she thought a little more. "I still don't understand this Pinkie Pie friend you have."
Vinyl smiled apologeticly and rubbed the back of her head, not able to look at her friend. "About that. Pinkie is the party pony anywhere, wherever there's a party, she's there. But, she really loves meeting new ponies, so whenever there's a new pony in town, Pinkie is there with a party ready to explode into existence."
Octavia let that sink in. This mare throws a party for every new pony she meets? Who would be that crazy over a party? "Anyways... Do I have to bring anything? Like a dish or a salad?"
Vinyl turned towards her friend and smiled. "It's your party. Bring what you want."
The day was going by slowly, each second gone was a second closer to the party thrown by Pinkie Pie. Not only was the day going slow, but Octavia was a nervous wreck when it came to new faces. She never knew what to say. As the day wore on, the more Octavia had struggles breathing right. Vinyl didn't do much to help as she just sat around either sleeping or reading a comic book. But soon, the dreaded party had arrived.
Vinyl and Octavia made their way to Sugarcube Corner, where the party was being held. Octavia was shaking and it was difficult to walk like that, but she couldn't help it. She was just too nervous to remember posture and elegance. The sweet shop soon came into view. Octavia could see ponies walking in, the faint sound of music in the atmosphere. They made there way to the door and Vinyl stopped. She turned towards Octavia and spoke.
"Just a little reminder. Pinkie is, well, unpredictable. You don't know when or what to expect something. Her parties are amazing, though, so don't worry. It shouldn't be too over the top."
"But that's putting it gently. My parties are always, one hundred percent fantastical-super-amazing-overly awesome parties!" Pinkie Pie shouted, somehow just materializing next to the two. She just appeared out of know where. Pinkie Pie bounced happily into the sweet shop, leaving Octavia frozen and Vinyl laughing.
"Another thing, you don't know when she'll pop out."
The party was amazing for a welcome party. There were lights, music, cake(lots and lots of cake that disappeared buy the slice), and an overallgreat turnout. But Octavia watched all of it from the corner. She was in nervous mode, not wanting to socialize, dance, or eat anything. She watched everything from that corner, listening to the music. Vinyl walked over and sat next to her friend. She set a piece of cake in front of her and smiled.
"How's the party?" Vinyl asked.
"Good, good. Just, um... Cozy."
"Alright, want to do anything? She has some instrumentsupstairs, you could play a song."
"Um... Well y-you see, I'm not very social to new faces and, um... I don't really do well in these kinds of crowds."
"So what your saying is your socially inactive and claustrophobic."
"Pretty much, yes."
Vinyl sat there, seriously deep in thought. She knew what she needed to do, but didn't know how to make it work. She stood up and walked over to the pink pony. She said something and the pink pony saluted and and zipped off. She came back a few seconds later with a black, very familiar case. Vinyl walked back over and stood her friend up. Octavia knew where this was going, and she didn't want to do it. Vinyl eventually had to push Octavia across the floor over to the front. She set her friend by the case and told her to stay put. Octavia stared wide eyed at the crowd of ponies in front of her and was willing to sit still. Vinyl unlatched the case and gently took the instrument out. She set in on the portable stand and pulled a towel off of the counter. She pulled it over her friends eyes with struggle and got it tied in the back. She whispered to Octavia.
"Pretend that the ponies aren't there. This you have your eyes closed and your in the safety of your room. Just play."
She helped her friend stand and positioned behind the cello. She handed her the bow and hoped her friend could play blindfolded.
Octavia shakesher hoof oo'er to the strings and played a short note. Perfectly tuned. She took a shakey breath and began...
For only a couple minutes until she lost balance and thought she would fall, but was stopped by something soft, warm, and smelling of cotton candy. Octavia took the towel off of her face and looked behind her. She was propped onto Pinkie's back. Go figure. She got to all four hooves and looked nervously at the crowd, their eyes burning into her soul. She stood frozen until she heard a loud applause. She started relaxing and put a little smile on.
"OHMYGOSHTHATWASTHEBESTTHINGIHAVEEVERHEARDBUTTHENYOUFELLANDIZIPPEDINANDCAUGHTYOUANDWOW!" The pink pony took in a deep breath and clear her voice. "So awesome!"
Octavia smiled ad looked around. She actually enjoyed the rest of the night.
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Soon, the night ended and Octavia and Vinyl had left. They were walking down the street in the lamp light laughing. After Octavia played and began to socialize more, Pinkie Pie came up and whispered to her three little words.
"You're really soft."
Octavia and Vinyl laughed when they heard that. As they were walking, however, and Vinyl stopped, sniffing the air.
What's wrong?" Octavia asked.
Vinyl turned slowly, a sly smile playing its way onto her lips. "Have you ever tried Hard Apple Cider?"