Sunday in my Quiet Mountain Town

by overlord-flinx

You Took the Words Wrong out of My Mouth

I'm a DJ. Do you know what that means? I get music. I understand the lows and highs of it. I can jam it to anything, y'know? Because all music has something good to it... No matter how bad it REALLY is. But... You don't need to be a DJ to get one pretty important piece about music: Lyrics.

Lyrics can make or break music. Yeah, there're a LOT of songs without lyrics. But nowadays, people wanna hear words to the music. Put a voice to the tune. It adds a sorta character to the music that makes it more relatable to some people. If that's not you, no big deal. But some people need tat more verbal attachment. I can go both ways on it, honestly. But... Eh... Some friends of mine would tell you I'm a kind of snob when it comes to lyrics to music.

I sure as heck don't think it makes me a snob. But... It is a sort of... Issue with me. Something I can't stand when it comes to lyrics. Something that someone in town just doesn't understand. Heh...

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The little cafe was having such a lucky day of business today. Aspiring writers sequestered themselves away in their work throughout the modest shop, but their business was still racking up. As were the tips going into the jar at the counter from each new customer looking for a fresh mug of home-brewed coffee. But, perhaps the greatest income today was coming from the single table being held by two unusual cafe attendees. One of them could pass for a usual just by the way she presented herself; crusty blue hair, thick sunglasses even though she was inside an already dimly lit cafe, and her lofty white clothes. The other however, did not blend in well with her bright pink hair and even brighter yellow sweater. They looked like an odd pair, but no one serving them was complaining or questioning it.

They just kept bringing the cranky one her mocha-frappuccinos with a triple shot of roasted coffee grinds. Why she wanted straight coffee grinds in her frappuccino -much less three shots- was beyond anyone there. But, whenever they would bring one, the cranky one with the blue hair would snap it from their hand and toss them a few dollars before turning back to the girl sitting opposite of her. Her fingers would curl to the crease between her eyes, summoning deep mournful groans before she ever spoke. "Alright... Do you know the Usher song 'Love in the Club'?" Vinyl's voice sounding desperate, hopeful.

Fluttershy tapped one of her fingers to her chin, trying to think about if she heard that one. She hummed a few bars from a few different songs, but none seemed to click with her. Finally, she snapped her fingers and a look of realization brightened up her face. Vinyl's breath caught in her throat; could this be the one?

"I do... I think. It goes 'I can tell by the way you're looking at me girl'..." Vinyl's heart was fluttering, could it be? Could this be the one glimmer of hope she needed? "...'I wanna make love is this glove'." NOPE! Vinyl's head slammed with a loud snap to the wood frame of the table top, but Fluttershy just giggled to herself, not noticing Vinyl's irritation, "Oh, it's such a wonderful song. It's about mice wanting to make a family inside of a glove. That's adorable..."

"Yeah...! Frickin' cute...!" Vinyl whipped her head back up, a deep bruise indented into her forehead. She was hurt, and she was running out of steam... But she would not be defeated this easily. Fluttershy was a great person; she could not be doing this on purpose. "Alright-alright-alright... How about that really famous Cascada song? It goes 'steal the night, kill the lights. Feel it under your skin'..." Vinyl was fishing now, trying to get some kind of bite.

Fluttershy -again- brightened at the lyrics and joined in at a sing-song tune. "'Time is right, keep it tight. 'Cause it's pulling you in.' Yes-yes. I know that one, too!" Fluttershy looked so happy when she saw the look of pure joy in Vinyl's face when she sang that part of the song to her.

"Yeah! Great song... But -uh... Do you know the chorus?" Moment of truth...

"I do. It goes--" Here we go... "'Eviscerate the dance floor. I'm a phantom of the sound.'"

That next cup of coffee grinds couldn't have gotten there at a better time. Vinyl tossed her fleeting money at the delivery boy before knocking back the cup of grinds and frap like it was a cheep beer. Fluttershy on the other hand sat there with a blissful smile, enjoying this rare chance to speak to a friend she hardly got to see. Vinyl wiped her face clean of the coffee bits and foam, slamming her cup down onto the table by the growing pile of cups she was gathering. "Fluttershy..."

"Yes, Vinyl?"

"...I love you."

"Thank you, Vinyl. I appreciate our friendship too."

"So please... Just... Just one... For the love of all that is holy... One," Vinyl was on the verge of tears behind her glasses, but Fluttershy couldn't see them welling through the darkness of the lenses.

"I-I'm sorry, Vinyl. I have no idea what you want me to do... But, I will try my hardest to do whatever it is," Fluttershy slipped on her war face; which was just like her normal face, only with a little more puffed out cheeks and balled up fists.

"Okay... How about the Rixton song--"

"Me and my Pokemon?"

The entire table was thrown up at that point. Vinyl stomped out of the cafe, leaving her chaotic mess of discarded coffee cups all over the store. Fluttershy followed Vinyl out with her eyes, still sitting at the now table-less booth. Despite Vinyl's sudden outburst and rampage in that single moment, Fluttershy waved her off with a cheerful smile. "I'll see you later, Vinyl. It was nice talking with you!"

Comments

[ShadowLDrago]

"Fluttershy..."
"Yes, Vinyl?"
"...I love you."
"Thank you, Vinyl. I appreciate our friendship too."

Fluttershy is best pony. That is all.

The entire table was thrown up at that point. Vinyl stomped out of the cafe, leaving her chaotic mess of discarded coffee cups all over the store. Fluttershy followed Vinyl out with her eyes, still sitting at the now table-less booth. Despite Vinyl's sudden outburst and rampage in that single moment, Fluttershy waved her off with a cheerful smile. "I'll see you later, Vinyl. It was nice talking with you!"

Only Fluttershy. Only Fluttershy.

[sokesamurai]

I do believe I am missing something here.