Untangled Notes

by Onyxfire408

Chapter 3: Sup?

Chapter 3: Sup?

Loose and his friend Vinyl were about to leave Vinyl's home, but before they could leave, Loose had applied a fedora and dark sunglasses as he followed Vinyl outside. "What's with the get up?" Vinyl asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Well with the fame I have, I'm somewhat a little recognized. And I hate mare fans, they always squeal and annoy me." Loose said as Vinyl chuckled and patted him on the back. "Come to think of it, you're more famous than I am. How come you don't have fans surrounding you?" He asked as the DJ smirked at her old friend.

"Well I've lived here for so long, that everypony thinks me as an equal, or something." She said as she smiled abd waved to a nearby pony in greet who simply waved and smiled back, as if she wasn't gold like honey. "See just like that." She simply said as Loose was partially flabbergasted.

"Dayuum." Was all Loose could say as he scratched his head. "Maybe Silver and I should live here." Loose said as he gave a sigh. "So where are we meeting this Tavi person?"

"Over at Sugar Cube Corner. Speaking of which, get ready for a party."

"The wedding right?"

"No, I mean the 'Welcome To Ponyville Party.' My good friend Pinkie Pie throws a party for every new pony in Ponyville."

"Really now? Sound's kinda fun, maybe the others can get in on the fun."

"You mean your band mates? Yea sure bring them along, they'll love it." Vinyl predicted as the two reached a building that was decorated to be eaten with. It's rooftops were brown like ginger bread as it was outlined with frosting like structure, as its walls were vanilla white like cream, which a cupcake top.

"What....the....buck?" A confused Loose said in amazement, gazing upon the decorative and mouth watering structure of the restaurant as Vinyl simply giggled.

"Yea I know right? That's what I first said when I moved here." Vinyl commented as she opened the door for the both of them. She led Loose to the front counter as they were soon met with a yellow frosting coated stallion with a carrot orange mane, wearing a matching hat and bow tie, along with a white apron. "Hey Mister Cake."

"Oh hello Vinyl," The stallion stopped whipping the counter as he took a look at Loose. "Who's your friend here?"

Loose cleared his throat and reached out his hand towards the counter stallion. "The name is Loose, Loose Note. And I'm here to play at Derpy's wedding." Loose introduced as he tipped his fedora towards the stallion who shook his hand in response.

"Well it's always good to see somepony new in town, I'm Mister Cake, or Carrot Cake if you prefer. And I'm the co-owner of this restaurant. And my wife runs this restaurant too, but right now she's taking care of our twins in the back." Carrot said pointing a thumb over his shoulder. "So Vinyl, what brings you here today?"

"Well Tavi invited us to lunch, is she here yet?"

"Why yes, she's over there reading a book." The co-owner said as he pointed to a charcoal colored mare with a black long mane and gray suited clothes with a matching short gray skirt. She sat at a table for four reading a book as a lonely large case sat next to her chair. Loose looked at the case and knew exactly what it was. Vinyl shushed Loose as she tip-toed behind the mare, she brought her hands up and zapped them down onto her shoulders like thunder as the charcoal male flung up in surprise and threw the book in the air. The book flew like a bird as it landed like a raindrop, onto Loose's face, knocking off his facial disguise and instead replacing it with a book.

"Vinyl!" The mare barked at the DJ as she snickered. "I was reading that!" The mare continued to scream as she huffed and patted down any dust she could have collected from her eruption. "Now then, where is your friend?"

Vinyl looked over to Loose who still had a book over his head. "Uhh, I think he's reading your book." She pointed out as the charcoal mare gasped at the stallion's phenomenon. She quickly yanked the book on top of Loose's face as she hung her head in shame and apology.

"I'm so sorry sir, please forgive my actions." She pleaded as Loose held up his hands in a 'creeped out' like stance.

"Uh, it's okay. Really, so you're Tavi I presume?"

The mare rose her head with a slightly sour face. "Actually my name is Octavia. And you must be Vinyl's friend I presume?"

"Yes, my name is Loose Note, and I have to say that I know who you are Octavia. You're that one cello player I saw in Canterlot. You were pretty good by the way. " He pointed out as the cellist blushed.

"T-Thank you. Now, shall we all have lunch?"

"Yea Tavi, so what're we eat'in?"

"Oh, I already ordered sandwiches for all of us. If you don't mind Loose."

Loose simply wave his hand. "Nah, it's okay. I'm fine with a sandwhich." Soon after, Carrot Cake came in with a tray of three sandwich combos which each contained a daisy and orchid sandwich along with hay fries and iced tea. Loose sat down his guitar as the group of ponies soon ate their meals and chatted away. Eagle noticed the large case next to Octavia as he cocked an eyebrow. "Hey Octavia, is that your famous cello?" He asked, eyeing at the large cello case.

"Yes it is, do you play cello?"

"Well yea sorta, not in a way you'd expect though." He said chuckling in his meal as Octavia glared at him.

"Are you saying that you are better than me!?" She grunted as Loose sweated little beads of fear.

"Well I uh, I never-" Loose tried to defend himself and Octavia's honor, but he was too late as Octavia ripped out her cello and bow and handed them to loose.

"There, now play it and we'll see who's better."

"Tavi c'mon. He never said that he was better than you."

"Quiet Vinyl, I think this stallion here had challenged me!" She barked, as she continued to glare at Loose who sighed in annoyance.

"Look, Octavia. As one musician to another, this isn't the heart of a musician I saw in you last." Loose said in a cold and serious paced tone as he continued on. "But if you wish for me to play the cello, so be it." He said as he placed the bow on the table, causing Octavia to snicker and cock an eyebrow as she thought of stupidity for Loose. But then he played.

To Octavia, he played like some monkey who had drunk a a jug of alcohol that would make him crazy enough to do the most dangerous and yet most stupid of sport. But to he audience of the restaurant, their eyes were widened and feet were tapping as they could feel this rhythm beat. As he finished, he gently placed the cello back into Octavia's case case, carefully not to make any scratches or damage, as he heavily sighed and continued to eat his sandwich in silence, but he was interrupted as the small audience in the restaurant clapped for him. Even Carrot Cake behind the counter was impressed with his performance.

After he click Octavia's cello case closed with his magic, he looked at the cellist with an unimpressed facial expression. He stood up as he was ready to leave as he heard a weeping scream behind twin doors located into the back of the restaurant. He walked back towards Carrot who heavily sighed and rubbed his eyes, Loose looked closely to find they were bagged and tired from some certain task. "Hey Carrot, are those kids back in there?"

Carrot gave a heavy sigh as he held in head on top of the counter. "Yea.....they just wouldn't stop crying all night and I'm beat. Normally Pinkie would make them stop crying by showering herself with flour, and we would do the same but, with prices so high, we don't wanna waste money." He said in a heavy and tired tone as he sighed again. But Loose wanted to cheer him up, and his children, for clearly he can see that they have not done the one best thing. He placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled at him.

"Hey, lemme help you out." He said as he pulled over his guitar with his magic, holding it by the neck. He entered the back which turned out to be the kitchen of the restaurant. He then noticed a blue frosting mare with a magenta frosting mane he he stepped towards the twin baby ponies. "Are you Misses Cake?"

"Yes Deary, and who are you?"

"Someone who's gonna help you, and your kids." He proclaimed as he sat on the kitchen counter top and played his guitar.

As he played, the two twin ponies had stop crying with only a bead hanging from the edge of their eyes. Slowly, they both simultaneously started to smile and bob their heads towards the music. As he soon finished, they both giggled and waved their hooves at Loose, wanting more as Misses Cake smiled at Loose. "Thank you deary, how can I ever thank you?"

Loose held up his hand his paused as he placed his guitar behind his back. "No need, think of it as a favor. But I never got your name, except for Misses Cake."

"Oh, sorry deary. My name is Cup Cake and I believe you already met of my husband Carrot."

"Yea, he's cool." He said as he stood on the floor and placed his guitar on the twins' high chair. "I must say that I love your guys' restaurant here. Is all you sell sweets here? 'Cause it kinda looks like it."

"Well actually we do mostly sell sweets, my husband and I just like to call our place a cafe." She emphasized as Loose nodded. Suddenly, a 'nom' noise came in creaking into the two's ears as they turned to find one of the foals biting his guitar. "Pumpkin No!" Cup said to her foal as he gently pulled Loose's guitar out of the foal's mouth. The guitar itself had a puddle of baby slobber all over the bottom of the guitar. Cup Cake hissed at the guitar's condition as she slowly handed the spit covered guitar to Loose. "I'm very sorry dear."

"Ehh...... It's okay, I guess." Loose said as he exited the kitchen and returned to the two mares from before. He sat down as he grabbed a nearby napkin and whipped the baby spit off his guitar.

"What happened?" Vinyl asked as Loose had finished cleaning off the spit.

"Well, I cheered up some foals and one decided to bite and put spit all over my guitar here." Loose said showing his spit covered guitar as the two mares hissed in disgust. "Yea, well I gotta go visit my cousin. Nice to meet you Octavia, and good to see ya Vinyl. Talk to ya later." Loose said as he bowed towards the cellist and left leaving the DJ with a massive grin across her face.

"You like him don't you?" She smirked as the cellist mare blushed red and hammered Vinyl on the scalp, only leaving a mountain bulb on her head sprouting through her hair. "Owwwwwwwwww......." She whimpered in pain as Octavia's fist cooled, as well as her head.

"I do not like him!"

Author's Note:

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