• Published 23rd May 2012
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Red and Blue - Blaze the Unicorn



Vinyl Scratch finally meets the pony of her dreams.

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Aliases

And I wonder

When I sing along with you

If everything will ever feel this good forever

"But don't you ever start to wonder who I am?

If I could actually tell you who

I was to you then I'd probably say real soon

'I'd be'"

That had to be her favorite song ever. No matter how many times she heard 'Me and You', it never got boring. Nodding her head in time to the music that came from her headphones, she strolled through Manehattan, for once unrecognized by her fans. The reason was simple: she changed her purple glasses for orange ones, died her mane and tail a straight brown, and covered up her cutie mark with an orange cloak. Sure, it took a little preparation, but that way Vinyl Scratch could go amongst other ponies without having to sign millions of autographs.

"Whoa! Excuse me-e!" Vinyl looked up too late. She found herself sprawled on the ground, part way on and part way off of a brown colt who had blue eyes, a dark brown mane, and a cutie mark that looked like a microphone. "Sorry about that!" The colt helped Vinyl up and smiled at her. "I-I was practicing running because I…well, nevermind…anyways, sorry!"

The DJ nodded. "That's okay. Um, what was your name again?"

"Tremolo." The duo shook hooves. "And you are?"

"I'm…" Vinyl had never been asked to give her alias's name until now, and she was starting to regret it. "Wh-uh, well, I'm…" Come on, think! What are you remotely good at, Vinyl? There's gotta be something! "I'm…Rosebud!"

"Nice to meet you, Rosebud." He offered a hoof and she shook it. "What do you do?"

"I garden!" Well, it could have been worse. At least I've got a little flowerbox in case he ever asks me to prove it. "I'm not really good at gardening, but I want to be, so I've been trying to start my own flower shop." That was a little too close for me.

"That's neat. I sing. Professionally, of course. I mean, who would want to stay home all day and sing to themselves? That would be really strange, like talking to yourself, but I don't do that, just so you know. Well anyways I—" Tremolo stopped midsentence as Vinyl put her hoof on his mouth, chuckling and removing it a moment later. "What? What's so funny?"

"You. You're cute when you're floundering." Uh, hello? Earth to Vinyl? What the heck am I saying? He isn't remotely cute…is he? She noticed the gleam of interest in his blue eyes, and he wished he could see something like that in hers.

"Why are you wearing those glasses?" He tried to reach over and take them off, but Vinyl backed up.

"I don't want anybody to see my eyes." She took another step back as he reached for them again, and she accidentally knocked her glasses off when she was trying to swat Tremolo's hoof away.

"Why? What's wrong with your...oh." Their eyes met, and Vinyl sighed. Great. Now he's going to make fun of me for having red eyes, just like everyone else did when I was younger. She looked away and quickly scooped up her glasses, starting to walk off.

"Wait! I-I really like your eyes!"

Vinyl stopped dead in her tracks. "You like them?"

Tremolo nodded. "Yeah! I'd never seen something as beautiful and as ruby red as your irises before now."

He can't be telling the truth. Nopony likes them…but…She turned back towards him and cantered over. "Is what you said…true?"

"Definitely! I wouldn't—" Tremolo stopped and checked a beeping watch that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. "Rrgh! I'm sorry, but I've gotta go. I-I've got an appointment…" The colt pulled a marker out of his pockets and wrote a phone number on Vinyl's forehoof. "Here's my number, call me sometime tomorrow, okay?" She nodded. "Good see you!" Without another word he dashed off down the sidewalk, 'Rosebud' staring after him.

What just happened? Vinyl glanced from her hoof to her broken glasses several times, then shook her head. It was better not to think about it, especially when she didn't understand it. She retrieved her cracked glasses and hid them in her pockets, choosing to show off her eyes today instead.


Sometime later in the day, after buying groceries and watching a movie, Vinyl Scratch returned home. She collapsed on her couch and turned on the television tiredly, casting off her cloak and donning her favorite purple shades. "Welcome back to 'Neigh Sayers!'" said the television announcer. He stood on a large stage, wearing a dark red suit and speaking into a headset that came complete with a microphone. "Tonight we welcome a special guest, someone I'm sure you'll all recognize. Signing his latest song Clear off the album Night of the Burning Rain, please welcome, Tryst (pronounced Triiiist)!"

A brown colt with a golden mane—Hmm, what an interesting combination of colors, thought Vinyl—walked on stage wearing a headset like the one that the announcer wore. He smiled at his adoring fans, and then the lights dimmed and he started singing:

Tinted glasses,

Silver masks,

Friendship in a bottled glass;

A billion bits and even more,

Canes and monocles galore

Oh-oh

Visible, but not in sight

Lost among ponies I don't know

They say they know me and ask for things:

Mansions, outfits, private show…

And I can't listen to them all

I just wish I could drown them out

By staring into your eyes oh baby

I feel as though I'm about to fall…

A set of backup singers appeared amidst a lot of red smoke, while Tryst continued singing center stage:

Hard to hear, much less to see

I think of you, you think of me

Your eyes aren't blue, but they're perfect for me-e…

They are

(Cle-e-ear)

I feel my so-oul me-elting

(Cle-e-ear)

Nothing else is re-eal

(Cle-e-ear)

Whenever I look into you, I notice that your eyes are so…


Paparazzi,

Foreign films,

Magazines,

SO many bills…

Where will all this madness stop?

Fame isn't everything…

I just wish I could find an escape

So I won't be noticed for anything

Oh-ohhh…

Hard to hear, much less to see

I think of you, you think of me

Your eyes aren't blue, but they're perfect for me-e…

They are

(Cle-e-ear)

I feel my so-o-oul melting

(Cle-e-ear)

Nothing else is reeal

(Cle-e-ear)

Whenever I look into you, I notice that your eyes are so…

(Clear )

When you first came up to me,

When we first met I knew you'd be

More than just a set of white eyes

You would be oh my demise

(Clear)

As we stand, face to face,

I see you smiling with so much grace

That I cannot help but smile back

My heart is having an attack cause

Your eyes aren't just beautiful

They are

(Cle-e-ear)

I feel my so-oul melting

(Cle-e-ear)

Nothing else is re-eal

(Cle-e-ear)

Whenever I look into you, I notice that your eyes are so, so…

Clear.

The deafening applause quiets to a dull roar after a few moments, and Vinyl smiles. How she would love to hook up with a pony like that.

Soon, Vinyl…soon…

So, there it is: some sort of base establishment for my story. I think we can all see where this is going…or can we? MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! (Hack, cough cough cough cough HAAAACK!) Clear is a song I invented, along with the album Night of the Burning Rain, and I'm going to post it next time, or whenever I get around to writing it.

~Blaze

Comments ( 19 )

This was a good start to the story. Try to expand your characters in future chapters. Really get into their heads. A little more description would make this better too. I really loved the song. I'm hoping for more! (Songs and chapters)

id love to see where this goes. I will give you one peice of advice I was given once. "The reader is smart, treat them like they are. Don't TELL them, SHOW them."

Cal

Actually, Vinyl's Scratch's eyes are just like Rainbow Dash's! It's a magenta-ish purple!

looking forward to more. Also, did you write the last song? It's really good

Nice start!:raritywink:
would like more:twilightblush::pinkiehappy:

came here because I saw Foo Fighters in the description, stayed for the story :pinkiehappy:

637599
Thank you, The F8ful 1! Yes, I did write it, and it only took a few minutes.

637567
When I first wrote this story on FanFiction.com, it was before Vinyl's eyes were revealed. As most people know, everyone thought her eyes were red for some reason, and if embraced the new truth instead of the old onethen I would have to rename this story 'Eveque and Azure.'

637549
For if you show them, they will not be use their imagination, a wonderous machine everyone owns, capable of creating rightfully felled dragons, knights in aluminum siding, and muffins of massive size.

Cal

638344 Hmmmm... okay!

638601

What do you mean, okay? That I should rename it? :duck:

Cal

638601 That you should just leave as is since you already made it on FanFiction.net

I can dig it. Lookin' forward to more.

you based it off of Foo Fighters. and while i disagree with you on song choice, *cough*MonkeyWrench*cough*, i still love it. now, if only you had a proofreader. *wink wink nudge nudge*

Awesome song? Check.
Really good story? Check.
Read all in one day due to shortness? Check!
Twilight is happy, her list is complete. :twilightsmile:
lol

638351

Hey, Luna Eclipse? I meant to say for if you tell them instead. I was trying to agree with you, and looking over my comments I realize I said the wrong thing. :twilightsheepish:

Okay, everyone, I'm actually back now! I'll try to work on my stories as much as I can. :rainbowdetermined2:

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