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// 45 Duo by Treblemaker  
// Story: Rhythm and Harmony: The Octascratch Prompt Collab 
// by lyra_lover777 
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Duo by Treblemaker



Hoofsteps echoed throughout the empty hallway, followed shortly by the sound of a rather heavy object hitting the ground. After this beat went on for a few paces, the hoofsteps ended, ending with a flourishing “thud” lowering a case to the floor. If somepony were to listen, a distinct accent floated through space, marking its bearer as one of Canterlot’s elite.
“I know it’s around here somewhere.” the pony said, and the unmistakable sound of keys were heard outside a particular door. 
After gaining admission, and the pony stepped inside, the door was shut to block off all chances that the hallway had to receive a break from its monotonous drum. If anypony had the power to hear beyond walls, which was entire possible as the walls were thin, they would hear the tired greeting of the returning pony. Which was returned by the more ecstatic welcome from the second pony previously residing in the apartment.
After a charade of silverware atop china, running water, and the practical conversations of the two inhabitants, one might get lucky and hear the click of a carrying case lock being opened. The voices of maple and string rang out, softly, but dominating the quite night beyond the confines of this building. Soft hoof stomps protruded from one, while the other audibly blushes. The wood placed to the side, a much faster melody takes it’s place as the two switch from bystander to performer. Coupled with drums, and assorted sound effects, it creates a much more clashing aria. Yet pleasing to the ear nonetheless. 
As it appears to close, the beginning starts once more, but with a purpose other than its original. Bow is laid across string, replacing the melody, and adding a new idea to the existing rhythms. 
The song doesn’t end however, but merely gateways into more creative realms. It’s clear to anypony with the patience to stop and listen that this is merely improvisation, but experienced talent manages to piece together a new tune. The notes continue through the night, the musicians losing themselves in the curious duet referred to as love.