Going to clubs may seem rather odd for you, but you find enjoyment from it because of a certain DJ. You get the chance to meet her after a show, but would she ever feel anything for somepony with your condition?

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More experimenting than anything. This was both a challenge and fun to do. Big thanks to slashe720 and Mustank for helping me with this story.

Art by yalcahoon.

It isn't often that things go well for Derpy. Between her eyes, her clumsiness, and her propensity for disaster, it's hard enough just to make friends. Add to that a revolving door of jobs and a daughter to raise, it's a miracle that she has much time for herself at all. So when her date stands her up at a loud, flashy club, it hurts.

Maybe she should just give up. Or, maybe she just needs the kindness of a strange bartender in purple shades.

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You'll never understand a pony until you walk a mile in their horseshoes. Or more appropriately, until a magical goddess forces you to switch bodies with the other in an effort to force the lesson upon you. That's right, its a body swap fiction! Starring everyone's favorite musical ponies, Vinyl and Octavia! (Partially narrated by Princess Luna)

Vinyl and Octavia meet at a party. With the romance tag and the title, what the hay do you think happens?

Fic reading here!

"I'm going to be famous!", "I'm going to be the next big thing!", "I'm going to be a superstar!" Octavia couldn't even count how many times she'd heard her roommate claim that she was headed for fame and fortune.

But the worst part is, Vinyl might not be wrong. At least, not entirely.

This fic is inspired by the Dream Theater album Octavarium, which is awesome, and you should go listen to it. It is not, however, required to understand the story.

And for the record, this is not a Vinyltavia shipfic.

Yo, the name's Vinyl Scratch, and all told, I've got it pretty good.

I do what I love, I love what I do, and what I do is make music that gets ponies pumped. I mean, you've probably seen me around. Truth be told I'm kind of everywhere—from Canterlot to Manehatten—doing fashion shows, clubs, weddings, and at least two royal shindigs post-changeling invasion. Funny thing about that though...

Special thanks to Dreams of Ponies, The Masked Ferret, and Skeeter the Lurker for their editing and support.

Vinyl Scratch knew from the day they met that she and Octavia would be friends forever. They were inseparable, indivisible, invincible. Nothing would change that, Octavia promised. Nothing.

However, as time goes on, not all foalhood promises seem concrete. Time, after all, changes everything.

Inspired by and dedicated to the best friend I've ever known.

Thanks to RoboRed and Sir Rustbucket for editing.

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Rated Teen for some language and thematic elements.

You know Vinyl Scratch. Everypony knows Vinyl Scratch: Cocky, sure of herself, parties all night and likes her music loud and the beats louder. And talking about herself in the third person.

What? It's fun.

Okayokayokay... so anyway, you're wondering how I first met my better half, right? (And don't tell her I called her that, 'cause she'll rib me about it me all day.)

Well, the whole thing kinda began somewhere you'd never expect to find me: The opera house.

I kid you not.

Octavia is a young up-and-coming piano master, hailing from a Canterlot family who has bred some of the best piano players in all of Equestria.

Vinyl is a young, wayward unicorn, born in Ponyville. She's a troublemaker who loves music but can't find her instrument.

They come from entirely different circles. So how is that the two ponies who loathe eachother at first sight, come to help eachother gain their cutie marks; and maybe even become friends?

Octavia and Harmonia Philharmonica were on their way to Manehattan, ready to fulfill their duty as granddaughters and visit Nana. Vinyl Scratch and her brother Long Play were traveling back home from a concert in Canterlot, the first that Vinyl had ever attended. Pure serendipity facilitated these pairs' first meeting.

(Inspired by the pure adorableness that is the cover art)