Octavia woke up, and tripped over her cello.
“The hell? I never leave my cello by the bed!”
Octavia went down to her breakfast table to see Vinyl Scratch eating some eggs.
“AH!”
“What?” Vinyl said through a mouthful of food.
“What are you doing in my house? Didn’t I say you had to leave after last night?”
Vinyl laughed. “Man, I heard you trip over the cello. That was a pretty good use you had for it last night.”
Octavia groaned. Why did she ever do that to her priceless cello? Vinyl always managed to bring out the worst in her.
“Whatever, just leave before anypony sees you here. I do not need to have all of Equestria know we’re-”
“Sexbuddies?” Vinyl said, smiling.
Octavia winced. “Could you not call us that? It lacks... finesse.”
“Ok, Sexbuddie!” Vinyl Scratch finished her breakfast and ran out of Octavia’s door.
“I swear, that pony...” Octavia mumbled as she turned on the stove.
Nothing happened.
“Oh, Celestia, is this honestly going to happen again?” Octavia said as she bent down to adjust the stove. The flame flickered as she played with the knobs. A small spark danced around the gas main, which Octavia saw a second too late.
With a defining blast, the stove exploded. Octavia felt the flames consume her body, and the force from the explosion rip apart her body. A bright light flashed in front of her eyes, and briefly, Octavia could swear she saw Princess Celestia staring at her.
And then everything went black, with only one piercing note ringing in her head.
***
Vinyl Scratch had not even trotted ten feet from her secret lover’s house when a defining explosion threw her to the ground.
A large, sharp shard of cobblestone had pierced her left shoulder, but she didn’t care. She ran over to the smoldering
ruins that was once Octavia’s house, and began searching through the destruction.
Finally, upon reaching what was once the kitchen, Vinyl Scratch saw a sight which made her throw up.
Octavia’s lower body was all that was left of the pony, and that was even almost burnt beyond recognition.
After throwing up several times, Vinyl Scratch broke down and began to cry. When the paramedics showed up, they had to literally drag Vinyl from the blasted crater of her late lover’s house.
***
Octavia’s eyes slowly opened. The same piercing note which had resonated through her head after the blast was slowly fading away.
Octavia looked around. Her cello was laying in the sand next to her. A large river winded down the desert landscape in front of her. Large dunes rose and fell as far as the eye could see.
Octavia stood up, grabbed her cello, and dragging it behind her, began trekking through the giant dunes.