CH. 4: DROPPING BEATS ALMOST CONSTANTLY
The hum of the music surged through your body, the thump of the bass matching that of your heartbeat. This is how it must feel to be truly alive and balanced within oneself. Nevermind the fact that there are a sea of ponies surrounding you, sweating and dancing like there isn’t a care in the world. At least to you and the rest of these ponies, the world can buck off and let you zone out. All you want to feel and hear are the beats and mad bass turning the air into electricity.
Anon makes his way out of the crowd and towards the bar area to catch his breath and maybe get himself a drink….or two. He looks to the bartender, a cute cream coated stallion, and asks for two of his finest drinks he’s got on his menu. The bartender nods and goes to step away, but Anon stops him real quick.
“Make them strong,” he says and then adds with a wink, “like my strong looking bartender.”
The bartender blushes and nods sheepishly, turning and walking away quickly. Anon chuckles to himself.
‘Wow, you made him blush with that corny as all Luna pick up line?’ Anon pondered while chuckling.
Anon turned to lean back against the bar and just look out into the sea of ponies before him. A few he recognized and most he didn’t. There was Bon-Bon and Lyra over near the bathrooms, and Roseluck at the other end of the bar talking up some nervous looking stallion. But the ones who interested him the most were the ones he’d never seen, like the DJ for example. According to everypony else she was never seen without her glasses and was apparently one of, if not the wildest party mare in all of Equestria.
‘Pinkie might have something to say about that little rumor.’ Anon thought.
Anon was brought out of his brain when he felt a hoof poke him on the shoulder. Turning around to find the bartender from before, still blushing, placing his drinks down in front of him. Anon nodded his thanks to the bartender, who’s name was Silver Spirit he noticed, and grabbed one of his drinks and took a big swig. Anon immediately regretted it by coughing up a storm, but as soon as the coughing fit ended, Anon looked at his drink with a huge smile on his face.
“Now that’s a drink fit for a drinker!” Anon bellows out.
A couple of ponies laugh at Anons antics, although one laugh in particular catches Anon. As he looks up he notices the bartender stifling a small laugh. Anon takes another big gulp and puts his glass down, winking at the cute stallion, which caused the stallions face to turn another shade redder.
“Nothing like a refreshing drink after being in that kind of crowd, huh?” a voice pipes up from next to Anon.
Anon looks next to him, where there was an empty spot at a minute ago, and sees a white colored mare with electric blue hair. Anon takes a sip as he ponders the mare next to him. Her glasses are what keep throwing him off, and then it clicked.
“Nothing like it at all. So, you,” Anon pointed, “must be that famous DJ everypony in Equestria is talking about.”
“And you must be the Human that everypony in Equestria hasn’t stopped talking about.” She said regarding you with a grin.
“Well indeed I am, miss.” Anon said with his chest slightly puffed out, “My names Anonymous, but everypony just calls me Anon.” he said offering his hand.
“I would be DJ PON3, but you can call me Vinyl.” Vinyl said giving her hoof.
Anon shook her hoof and brought his, now almost empty, drink to his lips and threw back the rest. Placing the glass on the bar Anon looked at Vinyl and noticed the color of her glasses.
“Why purple?” Anon inquired.
“They do a better job at hiding what I want hidden.” She replied with a smirk.
“And just what would that be?” He raised an eyebrow curious.
“Me, of course.” She nonchalantly answered sipping from her own drink.
“Now that there is a good answer.” Anon said smiling. “I bet ponies go nuts over the fact that you never take off those things.”
“Oh yea, they do, that’s why I do it. Too many famous ponies don’t keep an air of mystery about them, and I figured I would change that.” She replied.
Anon chuckled, “I have to say, without those shades of yours, you’d probably be another random musician to everypony else.”
Vinyl regarded Anon, “So, what’s your story?”
Anon looked at Vinyl, then at the dance floor.
“Me? Well, I used to live in a place called Earth. I wasn’t really happy with how my life had been turning out at that point.” Anon sipped on his second drink, spacing out for a second. “I was at a rough point when all of a sudden I woke up here.” Anon looked over to Vinyl grinning.
Vinyl blinked, “That’s it?”
Anon merely shrugged his shoulders, “I like to keep an air of mystery about me, keeps everypony guessin'.” He said with a smug smile.
Vinyl blinked again and then started smiling herself. “I think you and I would get along pretty well Mr. Anonymous.”
“I do believe so too, Ms. Vinyl.” Anon said taking another sip of his drink.
The music started winding down and the current DJ at the booth was waving goodbye to the crowd. He was pretty good, his name was weird though, dead something, had a couple of numbers in it too. As the dance floor starts to thin out Anon hears movement from beside him and sees Vinyl getting down from her stool.
“That’s my cue to get ready.” She says, stretching her hooves out, “I hope I see you out on the floor during my set.” she yells behind her.
“I wouldn’t miss it.” Anon shouted back.
“Also, if I were you, I’d look at the bottom of the glass your holding.” She yells back, smirking.
Confused Anon looks at the glass in his hand and notices a small slip of folded paper stuck to it. He pulls it off and unfolds it to find an interesting note.
I get off in twenty minutes
Meet me out front then
♥ ♥Silver Spirit
p.s. The drinks are on me
“Well, my night just got a whole lot better.” Anon says to himself.