“She’s coming!” Treble exclaimed in excitement as he looked out the window to see an earth pony drawing closer to the house. Treble dashed away from the window and stood behind his large speaker and pushed it until it was inches away from the door. “You ready?”
“Just a sec,” Vinyl said as she quickly finished plugging in the speakers and hooking up her turntable. “Alright I’m ready, hurry up will ya?”
“This is gonna be amazing,” Treble laughed as he now stood behind his turntable and adjusted his mixer. “Tweaking reverb; adjusting pitch and tempo; and finally, placing the bass to the max!”
Octavia walked along the dirt path, at the end of the path was a rather large piece of land with a sky blue and white house at the end. The clearing looked as though I’d be perfect for farmland, or in her cousin’s case, an outside house party. She approached the door as an odd thought crossed her mind.
“Wait, Treble and Vinyl mentioned a welcoming party here. Yet, it’s rather quiet for a party especially if they’re the ones throwing it.” Octavia was a bit hesitant about knocking on the door, something about the dead house made her overcome with a sense of unease. After a few moments of pondering, she let out a deep sigh and knocked on the door. To her surprise it creaked open slowly and remained cracked halfway. “Hello?” Octavia called out. Not receiving a reply, the earth pony decided to poke her head through the door. “Vinyl are you-?”
“Run, skip, jump or hop! Your body better be movin when you hear that beat DROP!”
“Pardon?” Octavia exclaimed before she was blown back by the blasting sound of the speaker shortly after hearing Vinyl and Treble’s chant. She jumped back startled as the bass of the dubstep punched her well brushed mane out of place. The music rapidly died down, afterwards, Octavia heard nothing but silence; or at least, she would’ve had it not been for her cousin and roommate’s hyena like laughter.
“You see? I told you! Her face was just as priceless as I said it would be!” Treble roared with laughter as he rolled on the floor. Vinyl was doing the same thing as she tried to contain herself.
“I’m sorry Tavi, I just had to!” Vinyl cackled as she rolled around on the floor like Treble. “I just-I can’t-Oh Celestia, I can’t breath!” Vinyl wheezed
“Tavia, maybe you should give her mouth to mouth,” Treble continued as he hopped to his hooves and wiped away a tear of joy.
“No objections from me,” Vinyl laughed as she stood up as well. “I mean there was that one time during Hearts and Hooves Day when-”
Octavia cleared her throat loudly which seemed to quiet the unicorn who just grinned back at her. “When...when was that party supposed to start?” she chuckled nervously with a slight blush on her face.
“Ponies should be arriving soon,” Treble began to say as he moved the speaker away from the door to allow his cousin entry; he moved it to the side beside his turntable which he then stood at. “Me and Vinyl have just been preparing a sick dubstep mix and we jus wanted you to tell us what you think.”
“Really Treble, you know that was never my kind of music,” Octavia walked over to the punch bowl which sat on a table in the living and got herself a glass of the red liquid. “Is that the only kind of music you’ll be playing?”
“I already have some Beethooven lined up for you cuz,” Treble sighed as he pulled out a record disc, he blew it off which created a rather large puff of smoke. “Huh? guess it’s been awhile since I played this thing.”
“Better get ready genius,” Vinyl laughed sarcastically as she trotted over the door entryway. “Cause I see some partygoers coming in the distance.”
“This party is going be awesome!” Pinkie Pie screamed as she ran out of the bedroom with a lampshade over her head. “Woohoo!”
“What the-!? Pinkie!? Where did you come from?” Treble’s face confused yet curious at the same time. He and Vinyl were the only ones at his house before they called Octavia over, how did Pinkie get in?
“Ummm, a word of advice, never question how Pinkie does anything.” Vinyl leaned closer to Treble as though she was telling him a secret. “No pony knows how she does it, and if you ask her, her explanation will only be more confusing.”
“Uhh, okay?” Treble laughed still confused as he watched the pink mare pull her own tail and lit her head up like a lightbulb. “Oh she just reminded me, I gotta get the lasers from the back.”
“Laser light show!? Ahhh yeah!” Vinyl dashed over to Octavia who was sipping on a cup of punch with her eyes closed. She wrapped a hoof around the earth pony and brought her in close, their muzzled almost touched. Vinyl lowered her glasses so her eyes could meet Octavia’s. “Tavi, why have you never introduced me to your awesome cousin before!? He knows how to party!”
“Well if you must know, Treble tends to keep to himself. He’s always been a bit of a recluse, even when we we’re younger he was distant to his own family.” Octavia took another sip of her punch. “I was the only pony he actually talked to, life. Music, problems; he came to me for everything before anypony else.”
“So is that why he’s here?” the DJ questioned as she eyed Octavia’s cousin set up the lasers and strobe lights around his turntable.
“Yes, I wasn’t supposed to bring it up but I guess there’s no point in hiding anything from YOU.” Octavia sipped her punch once more, however, this was a longer sip than the one before. She let out a sigh before she continued. “His dream was, and as far as I know still is, to be the greatest musician that Equeastria has to offer. He was on a steady rise but stopped performing largely when his last relationship went bumpy, I guess he’s trying to run away from his problems and that’s why he’s here in Ponyville. He may not look it, but he’s still pretty hurt deep down.”
“Wow, she did him that bad huh?”
“After months of cheating on him, she finally confessed to him that she was only with him for them money.” Octavia shook her head in disbelief as she sucked down the last of her punch. “Poor Treble, she was his muse you see? He needs this party more than anything, though I’m surprised he’s actually performing. Last time he was like this, he didn’t even touch his records for weeks; maybe something has inspired him.” Octavia eyed Vinyl, her eyes teased the unicorn as she left to get more punch. “Or somepony.”
“Some….pony?” Vinyl stared blankly off into space before a familiar voice beckoned her back to reality.
“Yo! Equeastria to Vinyl Scratch,” Vinyl realized that Treble was now waving her over in his direction. “Can’t DJ this party on my own,” Treble paused as he greeted several ponies who entered the home and thanked them for coming. He than returned his gaze to Vinyl. “Or maybe I can, I mean, I am the best DJ musician in all of Equeastria!”
“Oh yeah!” Vinyl cried as she dashed to her setup which was next to Treble’s. She picked up a record and spinned it on her hoof before placing it down on her turntable. “Guess we’ll just have to see about that!”
Loud music boomed through several loud woofers as ponies of all varieties mingled with each other. Some talked of the party, others of their daily lives and routines. Treble continued to stand at his turntable scratching the record back and forth which added some nice touch to the music. He had forgotten how good it felt; to be the center of attention; to be the life of the party and hear the murmurs of ponies talking about his music. This was a joyful feeling he had longed for, but there was something else he was also feeling, though he couldn’t put his hoof on it. Treble than looked over to see a familiar alabaster unicorn approaching him with two glasses of punch.
“You seem chipper now,” Vinyl laughed as she wore her headphones around her neck and her glasses rested on her hair above her horn. “Thirsty?”
“Yes please, my throat is a bit dry.” Treble used his magic to retrieve the glass as his hooves were busy adjusting sound on his mixer. He took a sip and exhaled with relief. “Man that’s good punch, give my compliments to the genius behind this magnificent concoction,” Treble laughed as he gave Vinyl a wink.
“I’m sure she knows,” Vinyl added as she took a sip of her own glass. “You wanna go outside and get some fresh air? I’m sure that mix will continue by itself for the next couple minutes or so.”
“You know what? I’d like that,” Treble finished his drink and placed it in his turntable’s custom cup holder. Vinyl did the same and followed the unicorn outside. Octavia watched the two exit, all the while, a smile formed on her face.
“Man it feels great out here!” Treble held his head up high as the breeze brushed past his face; he eyed the giant white pearl in the sky and his eyes held a glint of despair. “The moon looks just like that day,” Treble mumbled under his breath.”
“Hey, Treb, I just wanted you to know that Tavi told me about your last relationship.” Vinyl had expected the unicorn to snap on her, its only natural that a pony would do so after their privacy had been invaded. However, Treble did not act with scorn or irritation, instead, he simply turned to face Vinyl and gave her a half-hearted smile.
“So you know huh? Well I should’ve told you both the day I first got here, I mean, I was a guest in your house after all.” Treble collapsed on his back as he stretched out in the grass, he stared up at the sky, pondering his thoughts. “Come here for a sec, I wanna show you something.”
“What are you-?”
“Just come here,” Treble stated sternly with a laugh to soften his request. Vinyl listened to the unicorn and laid with her back I the grass similar to how Treble had. Of course, she didn’t come to close to the where Treble lay, she didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable. “The moon looks the same way it did the day my ex, Gold-digger, decided to leave me.”
“I’m sorry, gold-digger?” Vinyl snorted with a laugh, she tried to take into consideration Treble’s feelings and kept herself from laughing more.
“Yeah, I know, in hindsight I probably should’ve rethought my choice in dating her.” Treble chuckled slightly along with his remark about his ex. “But it’s not all bad, because just like how the moon will soon enter a new phases, so will I; then the past will be behind me.”
“Well I don’t know about moons, but I do that you can’t give up on making music just because you had a bad song. I mean seriously, you were mixing some pretty wicked stuff I that party,” Vinyl nudged Treble with her elbow as she said this. “Those were some Vinyl Scratch skills you had in there.”
“Nah I think they were better,” Treble teased as the two joined together in laughter. Treble locked his blue eyes with Vinyl’s magenta, he couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked in the moonlight. Feeling his face become flushed with red, he quickly sat up and exhaled a deep breath.
“You okay?” Vinyl asked as she sat up next to the sky blue unicorn. Treble simply stared off into the distance, Vinyl could clearly tell his mind was elsewhere. After a few moments of silence, Treble turned to face his companion with a determined grin.
“I think I’ve found my new muse,” Treble began as he stood back up on his hooves. “Vinyl Scratch, I challenge you to a duel of musical ingenuity. I want to settle which one us is the better musician once and for all.”
Vinyl simply looked a Treble, her face frozen with an expression of astonishment at his words. What exactly did he have in mind? And what does he mean he found his ‘new muse’?