• Published 8th Jul 2013
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Vinyl Scratch Meets Rainbow Dash - Nights



This is the life and death of Vinyl Scratch. //A Vinyl Scratch and Rainbow Dash shipfic.

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Night Of Surprises

After several hours of small talk and meaningless chit chat, Rainbow decided that she had better head out. She was already late for her job, to which her reply was, “I'll take care of it. Ten seconds flat.” After which she said her goodbyes and went on her way.

Vinyl, now alone with her own thoughts, found that the only thing on her mind was Rainbow Dash. Trying to avoid the topic altogether, she looked at the calendar. Written on today's date was another DJ session at the local pub. She'd worked the place before. It wasn't too difficult. There was never really any sort of 'crowd' there to begin with, so she'd just put on a few tracks and hit the bar. Turning away, a light blue glow surrounded the two cups there on the table. They were briskly lifted and placed in the sink.

I wonder what Rainbow is doing tonight, she wondered to herself. Shaking her head about, she then made her way back to her room. Why do I keep thinking about Rainbow? It's Rainbow this, and Rainbow that. I don't understand why- . . . She cut herself off, coming to a more than shocking conclusion. No way. That's not possible. Why would I have feelings for Rainbow Dash? Laying herself upon the bed, she thought back to that morning's rude awakening. Not so much rude, she thought, just unexpected.

She was giving just about any and every excuse she could think of as to why it was impossible for her to like Rainbow. She's not my type. She's too energetic, not laid back enough. She's friggin Rainbow Dash! All the excuses in the world couldn't take the thought away. Deep down, really deep down, she knew that she had just fallen in love with Rainbow Dash. Not so much love, she thought, as it was a crush. Maybe crush wasn't even the right word for it. Eventually, she found herself drifting off to sleep once more.

***

Later that night, Vinyl was getting ready to head out. She heard hoofsteps coming down the stairs, “You finally awake?” She laughed a bit.

Octavia gave her an icy glare, “Perhaps if somepony had not disturbed my rest.” Vinyl guiltily looked away. Octavia couldn't help but laugh, Vinyl looked like a foal who had just been scolded by her parent. Wait, did that mean Vinyl thought of her as a parental figure? She quickly shook it off, “So, imagine my surprise to see you stumbling in last night with a certain rainbow maned mare. I almost didn't believe my eyes. So when did you two become a couple?”

Vinyl, blushing madly, barked, “We're not a couple!”

“Oh? So it was just a one time deal then?” She retrieved a cup and proceeded to pour coffee into it.

“NO! She was just drunk, and I was too drunk to remember the guest room. We crashed, and that was it! Rainbow isn't even interested in mares,” she huffed, shifting about.

Octavia finished pouring her coffee and returned the pot to it's rightful maker, “Oh? It didn't seem like that last night.” She took a sip of her coffee, relishing in the taste and the burn.

“What's that supposed to mean?” Vinyl's curiosity was more than peaked; if her curiosity were to go any higher she'd be the next mare in the moon.

Octavia let out a long sigh, “How drunk were you last night, exactly? Never mind. It seemed to me that you and Rainbow were pretty . . . buddy buddy last night. I just assumed that you were both, ya know, dating.”

Vinyl opened her mouth to speak, then quickly shut it closed. Me and Rainbow being buddy buddy, that's ridiculous. Shrugging it off, she finally replied, “We had a few too many. You know how that goes. Everypony is your pal at that point.”

Octavia simply shrugged, “Whatever you say, darling. I'm going to get ready for my concert tonight. I'm stuck going to another snobby Canterlot party.” Octavia never did like Canterlot that much. Growing up there, she got to see a lot of it. She'd take Ponyville over Canterlot anyday.

“Alright,” Vinyl replied, “I'll see you tomorrow.” As she was on her way out the door she couldn't help but think, Of course it was only the drinking. Rainbow isn't like that, is she?

***

Just as she had expected, the crowd turnout was not much to talk about. The everyday, run-of-the-mill, visitors. This was what she was hoping for. A nice night to just lay back and relax. She put on a track, let it play, then made her way to the bar. She ordered a drink and was lost in relaxation.

Whether Vinyl was too out of it, or the music masked her entrance, Rainbow Dash managed to sneak in undetected. She wasn't really intending on 'sneaking', she merely trotted over to the bar like any other day. “Hey, Scratch,” she said, in the calmest manner possible.

Vinyl, nearly scared to death, turned and said, “Woah, Rainbow! Where did you come from?”

Almost gloatingly, Rainbow grinned, “Just got off of work, wasn't much else to do there anyway. I thought I'd grab a drink before I went home and this place was convenient.”

Vinyl laughed, “Cool! Hey, you wanna go out!?”

Rainbows face matched the red of her mane, “Wh-what!?”

“It's kinda loud in here, you wanna go outside and talk for a bit?”

Rainbow let out a silent sigh of relief, “Y-Yea, sure.”

“Cool, I'll grab us a few beers and meet you outside.” Vinyl nodded at the bartender.

“O-Okay,” Rainbow relaxed as she left for the door.

Vinyl, engulfing the entirety of her face with a hoof, was now blushing. I can't believe that! Why would you even say that!? You're just lucky you had a coverup! She distracted herself momentarily remembering Rainbows massive blush. She did look kind of cute though. Again she buried her face in a hoof. “Bartender, give me a six pack!”

***

Vinyl exited the bar and found Rainbow staring at the stars. She looked lost in thought, or maybe it was a serene moment of peace. Either way she didn't want to disturb the elegant looking pony in front of her. A loud yell from within the bar quickly ended the moment of solace. Rainbow looked back at Vinyl. Luckily, the darkness masked her blush pretty well, or so she hoped, “Hey, Rainbow. S-So what's up?”

Rainbow, now smiling, waved her hoof in the air, “Not really much of anything. Same old, same old, really. Wake up, work, practice flying, you know the regular stuff. And how bout you?” Her voice became softer; it was more gentle than what you'd expect from the average Rainbow Dash.

Vinyl shook her head, “You see it. DJ most of the week. Relax in my time off.” She trotted over and sat down next to Rainbow, holding out a beer.

Rainbow took it and reciprocated with a grin, “Sounds like we both have our hooves full.”

“Nah, not really. I mean, all I really do is DJ and that's not very difficult.” She remained silent for a moment. She looked up at the stars. “Do you . . . have a dream, Dash?” She already knew the answer. Everypony in Equestria new what the greatest flier in Equestria dreamed of.

“Yeah, kind of. For so long I've wanted to be on the Wonderbolts, but-” She hesitated, and proceeded to remain silent. Almost longing for Vinyl to ask.

“But what?”

“But,” she paused, “I've been thinking. I'm not so sure I want to be a Wonderbolt anymore.”

Vinyl nearly choked on the beer she was drinking, “You what!?”

Rainbow was taken completely aback by her sudden outburst, “Wh-What?”

Vinyl cleared her throat and calmed down a bit, “N-Nothing, I guess. It's just that, everypony knows how badly you've always wanted to be on the Wonderbolts. Just imagining you not wanting to be on the Wonderbolts is kind of impossible.”

“I thought about it for a long while. The Wonderbolts aren't much more than fancy show ponies. I mean, sure they're supposed to be the best of the best. After everything I've been through though . . . I've helped save Equestria several times now. I can't actually remember the Wonderbolts saving Equestria even once.”

Vinyl realized that Rainbow must have thought about this for quite some. She understood that a decision like that must have been extremely hard for her to make. Treading carefully, she asked, “So, what do you want to do now?”

“Well,” she paused, “I've kind of already been offered a job.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. After Twilight became a princess and everything, she came to the conclusion she was going to need a captain of her guard. She asked me if I wanted the position.”

“Are you gonna take it?”

Rainbow looked down, “I . . . I'm not sure. I mean, Twilight's my best friend. I'm totally honored that she'd offer me the job. She told me the position would always be open, I just don't know if I'd be any good at it.”

Vinyl put a hoof on Rainbow's shoulder, “Come on, are you serious? You'd be excellent for the job. You're totally loyal, totally awesome, and totally perfect for the job.”

Rainbow perked up, “You think so?”

Vinyl nodded, “I know so.”

Rainbow sat for a minute, relishing in the much needed encouragement. She finally looked at Vinyl, “And what about you?”

“Huh?” Vinyl was confused, unsure as to what it was Rainbow was asking.

“Do you have a dream?”

Vinyl removed her hoof from Rainbow's shoulder placing it back on the ground. She didn't answer for some time, and only after taking another drink, “I had a dream once.”

Rainbow, fearing she'd just stepped on a land mind, asked, “Had?”

“Yeah. I used to dream about being Equestria's greatest DJ. After a while, I started to realize that nopony is interested in some two-bit wannabe from Ponyville.” Vinyl sighed, frowning in discontent.

Rainbow, not sure what to do, wrapped the saddened pony in a hug, “Don't say that. You're the greatest DJ I've ever seen. You even DJ'd for Princess Cadence's wedding.”

“That was only because Pinkie Pie put me in charge of the music.”

“Why do you think she put you in charge of the music?”

“Because she's . . . I don't know, she's a good friend and she knew I needed a debut.”

Rainbow sighed, squeezing a little tighter, “No. She picked you because she knew that you were the best for the job. She reviewed several hundred other ponies who were wanting the job. You know Pinkie Pie doesn't do anything to jeopardize a party. If she didn't think you were the best pony for the job, she wouldn't have picked you. If Pinkie Pie chose you out of all those other DJ's, you should take that to heart. Pinkie has one of the best tastes in music I've ever seen. She can spot a poser from a mile away.”

Vinyl backed away from Rainbow Dash, removing her goggles. Rainbow could now see where she had been crying. Through crackling words, Vinyl managed to say, “You really mean that?”

Rainbow nodded, “There's not a doubt in my mind. You're already the best DJ in Equestria.” Rainbow smiled.

Vinyl followed suit, smiling herself before breaking into tears. “Dash, you don't know how much that means to me. That's had me down in the dumps for awhile now.” There was no stopping the torrent of tears. Vinyl had obviously been holding this back for some time now.

After awhile the tears began to dwindle. Rainbow stared into Vinyl's magenta colored eyes, “You okay now?”

Vinyl merely nodded. She suddenly realized the distance between the two of them was not that wide. Her heart began racing and her mind was going blank. Her heart was kind of opened at the moment. Having just released an outburst of emotions and feelings she had been holding back. She stared at Rainbow. The seconds seemed like years. The world began to spin around her as she felt like she was losing her mind. Finally she whispered to Rainbow, “Hey, is it okay if I do something crazy?”

Rainbow blushed, “I dunno. What kind of crazy?”

Vinyl lost what remaining sense of reason she had, leaned forward, and kissed Rainbow. Tears began falling again as she started to back away. To her surprise, Rainbow refused to let her go. So there they both were, locked in a kiss for what seemed like ages. Finally, they both separated gasping for air. Vinyl was in such a state of euphoria she almost didn't ask, “Rainbow, did you-”

Rainbow looked back with an awkward grin, “Well . . . kinda.”

Author's Note:

Sorry if it bothers you but I changed the style of writing slightly. Now whenever Vinyl is thinking to herself it's italicized rather than being in quotations. It's a lot easier this way as there is simply too many inner monologues to mess with quotations.