Chapter Thirty-One
"Are you sure you don't need anything else?" Madeline asked, filling up Octavia's saddlebags with whatever she could think of that she might need.
"I am positive, Mother. We have everything we need." Octavia sighed, allowing her mother to dote a little more before they left.
"Don't forget the letter I wrote. It's crucial that Marianna and I communicate over this. You also need to deliver the news of the wedding to them so that they can begin to make arrangements as well." Madeline instructed.
"Yes Mother. I know what to do." Octavia smiled. "No need to worry so much."
"It's wha' we do, dear. Soon enough, ye'll understand." Kester winked. "Vinyl, A'm trustin' ma' daughter to ye. Ye've proved capable o' protectin' her thus far. Keep up the good work," he smiled, nudging her shoulder with a hoof.
"You got it, Kester. She's just as important to me as she is to you, so you don't have worry." Vinyl grinned, taking her place at Octavia's side.
"Take care, Mother. We will send mail once we are settled into our new home." Octavia said, moving over and giving her mother a hug.
"Be safe." Madeline said softly, returning the embrace. Kester scooped Vinyl into a bone-crushing hug, setting her down a moment later when he heard her breathing stop.
"Sorry abou' tha'. Sometimes A' don' know ma' own strength." Kester chuckled.
"I think one of my ribs is broken..." Vinyl coughed, her breathing slowly returning to normal. Kester then trotted over to Octavia, smiling proudly. Octavia threw her forelegs around her father's neck, hugging him tightly.
"A'm so proud of ye, Octavia...ye just don' know," Kester whispered softly, giving Octavia a small kiss on the side of her head.
"Thank you, Papa." Octavia replied softly.
"Remember what A' tol' ye. Stay safe, and stay out o' trouble." Kester said. "Yer mother an' A' will be by ta' visit soon."
"Of course, Papa. We would be more than happy to have you." Octavia smiled as they made their way to the front door. She and Vinyl exited the house, heading down the steps to where the carriage was waiting. Kester and Madeline stood out on the front step, watching as they entered the carriage.
"Ma' little 'Tavi's all grown up." Kester said, feeling his chest tighten as he bit his lip. He took a few deep breaths, and smiled. A few tears escaped, but the giant, proud smile he had on his face belied the fact that every memory of Octavia's fillyhood was rushing through his mind. Madeline leaned against him for support, shedding a few tears of her own. The carriage departed from Hoofington, making its way towards Ponyville once more.
"So Octy, what kind of wedding do you think you want?" Vinyl asked.
"Hmm...I was thinking something more traditional. In a church or chapel of some sort, roses and other flowers decorating the aisles, a soft classical piece playing in the background as we walk up the aisle..." Octavia said dreamily, recounting what she had envisioned for her perfect wedding. She looked over at Vinyl, and raised an eyebrow when Vinyl looked completely nonplussed.
"Okay, now that we're done talking about how your GRANDMA'S wedding, let's talk current day." Vinyl said bluntly.
"What, like you have something better in mind?" Octavia asked.
"I was just gonna let Pinkie take care of it." Vinyl said, leaning back against the carriage. Octavia's jaw dropped, remembering how wild the party back in Ponyville was.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Octavia yelled. "She can plan the reception, but NOT the actual ceremony!"
"Woah, woah! No need to get so mad, Octy. It was just a suggestion." Vinyl said, raising her hooves.
"I'll have to talk to Rarity about a wedding dress...I wonder how much it will cost to have her make one. She gave me the dress to the party, so I will not take no for an answer if she tries to gift me the wedding dress as well."
"I guess I'm wearing a suit then, or am I wearing a dress too?" Vinyl wondered.
"I would prefer a dress, but whatever you feel most comfortable in." Octavia responded, retrieving a notepad and a pen from her saddlebag and jotting down her thoughts.
"You don't wanna give me that option, Octy." Vinyl smirked, her mind running rampant with possible wedding attire.
"What do you mean, Vinyl? This is our wedding we are speaking about here. I have been dreaming of my wedding since I was a filly, and I will not allow you to ruin it- even if you are the pony I am getting married to!" Octavia growled, staring directly at Vinyl.
"I was just gonna say I was coming au naturale, but now that you mention it..." Vinyl smirked mischievously, rubbing her chin with a hoof as the possibilities surged through her mind.
"Vinyl, I swear to Celestia if you ruin this for me-" Octavia was silenced as Vinyl placed a hoof to her mouth.
"Oh no, not ruin. Make better," she grinned, removing her hoof from Octavia's mouth.
"Somehow, I think that your definition of 'better' is more along the lines of 'natural disaster', Vinyl."
"Yeah, but it'll be an awesome disaster."
"No disaster is 'awesome', Vinyl!" Octavia said forcefully.
"Not until I get done with it."
"Ugh, you are incorrigible!"
"Incorrigible, or unstoppable?" Vinyl raised an eyebrow.
"Those words have NOTHING in common!" Octavia yelled, in awe at how she could take two words that had such different meanings as similar.
"Oh, you'll see, Octy...you'll see." Vinyl nodded with a smirk. Octavia shook her head, unable to comprehend what was going on behind those ruby red eyes. "That reminds me, who's gonna do the music?"
"I was thinking that our fathers could perform together." Octavia said. She blinked in surprise when Vinyl shifted forward in her seat.
"Trust me, Octy. Bad idea." Vinyl said.
"Why is that a bad idea? A harp and a violin compliment one another beautifully." Octavia reasoned, unable to see the issue.
"Sure, the instruments are good together, but what about the ponies USING the instruments? As much as I argue and fight with my dad, I don't wanna see your dad take him down because he made a snooty comment." Vinyl said, leaning back in her seat.
"My father is not the pony to let that kind of thing get to him. You have nothing to worry about." Octavia said, waving it off with a hoof.
"If you say so...I know how my dad can get, but if this is what you want, then go ahead." Vinyl said. "Don't say I didn't warn you, though..."
"I heard from Twilight that there are a trio of mares that can do floral arrangements, so I will go speak to them myself. Vinyl, I need you to go talk to Rainbow Dash and tell her to make sure that the weather is clear that day. I also need you to talk to Fluttershy to see if she can get some doves..."
"You're really putting some thought into it, aren't you?" Vinyl said, impressed.
"I want this to be perfect, Vinyl...it's my wedding day, and I want it to be special. It's the day that will make what we have permanent..." Octavia said with a blush. Vinyl blinked, blushing as well, smiling softly.
"Yeah...you're right Octy. I guess I should be taking this a little more seriously." Vinyl said, scratching the back of her head with a hoof.
"Well, to be honest, I would have found it strange of you not to find a way to make it more 'crazy' or more 'awesome' as you put it." Octavia admitted. A small bout of silence passed between them as Octavia continued to write down more ideas that came to her, when Vinyl spoke up again.
"Hmmm...I guess I wouldn't mind wearing a dress...just this once." Vinyl blushed. Octavia practically flew out of her seat, pulling Vinyl into a crushing embrace.
"Thank you so much Vinyl! You have no idea how much this means to me..." Octavia said as she hugged her tightly.
"Yeah, that's why I'm doing it." Vinyl chuckled, returning the embrace.
"Okay, so that makes two dresses, taking care of the weather...oh, catering! I will definitely talk to Mrs. Cake about that, and perhaps Applejack. If her apple syrup is any indication, the mare knows her way around the kitchen." Octavia said, excitedly jotting down more things to do while in town. Vinyl chuckled to herself, watching Octavia go about her planning.
"You're pretty cute when you get all excited." Vinyl said, to which Octavia blushed.
"Do not get used to it...this is a special occasion, so I am handling it with a special type of care."
"Right, right." Vinyl smirked, leaning back to take a nap. "Wake me up when we get there."
"Mhm..." Octavia said, concentrating on her list of things to do.
The carriage continued on its way to Ponyville, Celestia's sun shining brightly in the mid-morning sky.
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Words can't describe.
So here is a brohoof /)
Oh hell, and just as I finished reading the lovely last chapter. How do you do this?
i hate to say first, so ill just say, another nicely done chapter!
45912 never mind, i forgot this site doesn't autofeed the comments
this series, gives me a megusta face
Hmm, Trixie can do entertainment, Applejack the catering, Fluttershy arranges a bird chorus again?
Haha vinyl is unstoppable. I love this story.
Why is kester so awsome...plus can't wait till Robert and Kester meet many many lols
i just can't get enough....
keep it up
How do you even have this output!?
Read on DeviantArt, commenting on here. I love this story :3
the way you can handle the dialog between vinyl and Octavia is genius! if its this fun to read now I cant wait for the mood swings to come up! pore Viynl..... She will know know what hit her.
I think I am going to cry when this is all over....unn less you start a new one!
and now I give you Dash Kissing Twilight.
jar jar says:can mesa have moar pweas?
Ok shit is going to happen during that party isn't it
SOOOOO AWESOME!!!
I will feel so bad for Octavia and Vinyl if their parents fight at the wedding.
Iz gud.
The weddings gonna rock. "what could possibly go wrong?"
haha now i shall sit back and watch and the pony patties hit the fan
tjey keep coming sweet thanks a lot and my friend told me to tell you that you have the best story he has ever read. cant wait to read next chapter
tjey keep coming sweet thanks a lot and my friend told me to tell you that you have the best story he has ever read. cant wait to read next chapter
45910 *Sighs* Silly Alpheh! THIS is a broHOOF! /] What you just did was a broWING! /) But regardless... [\ (\
Okay, Trevor can now see how the story will continue for at LEAST another 10 chapters... HOLY SHEET! /]
Bridezilla approaching! Take it down!
But yeah...Something tells me I will finally have a reason to dislike Octy, even if slightly from this fic.
Much love.
Just to throw it out there see if you know this reference.....
A pony is similar to cardboard due to the many ways you can cut them...:pinkie crazy:
anywitch i don't like dis story ... I LOVEZ ITS MOOOOAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!
~yay another chapter, very well done!!!~brohoof /]
Anyone else Google 'define:incorrigible'
45990
Ikr...But hope not, Octy would be crushed
I hate to be the bearer of bad news everypony, but this quantity is starting to decline with each chapter. This is an awesome fic, the only problem I see however, is that since you seem to be updating it daily, the chapters seem to be growing steadily shorter and shorter. Take freeman's mind for example. Around the mid-late 20's, they became shorter and not as funny. I know I personally preferred them if it came out like every 1-2 weeks, and be much longer and at a higher quality. I know these ponies seemto be over-abusing their ability to use the moar cannon, (which is causing a problem with my satellite phone mind you so please stop using it) and it's just making you work harder, not smarter. I'm sure if we just gave you more time to complete the chapters, and you didn't have to rush them, this fic could be a 6 or even 7 star. If you read this, thanks and please take some ideas into consideration. All-in-all, good fic. Just seems a tad rushed and too short.
Vinyl certainly has a way with words :P
Thought octy was pregnant when she was drinking in allegrezza earlier
Just let pinkie organise the hen parties ;)
46157 // Brohorn
46378
i strongly disagree with this statement
keep up the good work
46378
lemme counter check this was some math:
I took the wordcount of every chapter and the prologue and made a graph.
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The blue line is the wordcount, the red/yellow/green ones the 3/5/10 Chapter moving average.
As we see the Wordcount is more or Less constant, tehrefore I propose the Chapters are not getting shorter.
Regards,
Capitalism Ho!
Haha, once again. This fic surpasses words. Well done!
I wish orbital Moar cannons didn't take so long to rebuild... And re-crew.
46665 Good thing the TARDIS rebuilds ITSELF...otherwise, I'd be outta luck
great job, i look forward to the next update
46659 ok fine, they aren't getting shorter, it just seems like they're going by too fast. I love this fic. It may be one of my favorites on the site, but the chapters seem too short for me. I know for a fact that I wouldn't mind a longer, and more consistent, chapter if it took a week or two to complete. It just seems like the chapters are getting easier to read or something because in the earlier chapters, it would take me half an hour to read a chapter. Now it only takes like 5-10 minutes. All I'm saying is, I just want a bit longer chapters.
I would have loved it if Vinyl showed up to the wedding in a suit
I would have loved it if Vinyl showed up to the wedding in a suit
Bravo sir Bravo brohoof! /)
46195 WTF!?
Does Pinkie's head make the brohoof look more appropriately sized?
Best. Fanfic. Ever. Love this story!
46378 I agree, I have been reading the entire story (because I was a bit late on the draw) and I have been seeing the quality slowly decrease as the story progressed. The chapter before this one is an exception because that was just pure awesometastic
why cant they ask vinyls mom to do the flower arrangements that is her job after all?
Very good chapter this was
"Incorrigible, or unstoppable?" Vinyl raised an eyebrow.
"Those words have NOTHING in common!" Octavia yelled, in awe at how she could take two words that had such different meanings as similar.
They seem pretty damn similar to me....
46665
Lol!
Maybe you should ask Darth Vader for help. He had to build two Death Stars.... And that couldn't have been easy. of course, Stormtroopers are a dime a dozen.
Or Vinyl's mom...