The Things Tavi Says

by shortskirtsandexplosions

Epic Things

Author's Note:

"...so who's ready for a hip-hoppin', cork poppin', rider's croppin' good time?!?!" Pinkie Pie's voice bounces off the ballroom walls like a million golden tennis balls.

The crowd cheers in response, carried predominantly by the youthful members of the assembly. The older ponies shake their heads and smirk, more intrigued by the unique proceedings than motivated to join in. All in all, I can very easily tell that almost everypony is on board with the Friendship Gala—even those who are here simply to observe the birth of a new tradition.

"Woohoo! Welcome to the first ever Friendship Gala!" Pinkie Pie chortles loudly. The speakers reverberate with her mirth, outmatched only by the sheer glint of her pearly whites from atop the stage next to Octavia. "I'd love to give a shout-out to the two ponies making this night's Gala move'n'groove! Our very own Royal Minstrels!" She gestures across the way to where my DJ booth looms. "Give it up for DJ-P0N3!"

Hooves clap and thud against the ballroom floor. Rainbow Dash's raspy voice morphs into a battle cry. From afar, I can hear the melodic cadence of both Beau and Merriweather cheering and whooping.

With a smirk, I wave my hoof, salute, and scratch the records a few times in response.

As the applause dies down, Pinkie giggle-snorts and then rests a hoof on Octavia's delicate shoulder. "And, of course, here we have the totally ravishing, totally talented, totally total-package, Octavia Melody! Say hello, Tavi!" She holds the mic over to my best friend.

"'Hello, Tavi,'" Octavia says with a smug grin.

Laughter erupts across the ballroom. Just as it dies down, there's a psuedo-elegant voice suddenly yelling with the grace of rattling jewels: "That's an amazing dress, Miss Melody!"

"Oh hush, Rarity!" Pinkie pouts, glaring into the crowd. "They can see it!"

Another round of laughter. Rosiness spreads across Octavia's velvet cheeks as she smiles.

"And as proud as I am to be here," Pinkie coos into the mic. "As well as to introduce tonight's musical entertainment... I have to say... none of this would be even possible if it weren't for her Royal Majesty, the one and only, the Showstopper, the Main Event..." She cartwheels off the stage, lands on her knees in a slide, and flings both hooves towards the miniature throne far across the ballroom. "The Princess of Friendship, Twilight Sparkle!"

The Gala's applause is its loudest yet. The spotlight falls on a lavender shape, perched in her throne. Despite the glitter and glamour of everypony's attention, I can't help but notice a slathering of tan shadows clinging to the alicorn's muzzle. Nevertheless, Twilight waits until the spotlight catches an array of sparkle from her glittery gown, and she waves with as gentle a smile she can summon.

I squint towards her from afar. As the clapping continues, I glance across the hall. Flash Sentry stands at attention along with multiple other guards. His face is deadpan, serious, observant.

I bite my lip.

"And without much further ado..." Pinkie Pie twirls and aims the mic at me. "Let's get this party st-st-st-startedddd!"

I nod. I'm about to kick the session into ignition—when I feel my ears being scratched by a hauntingly familiar sensation. I flinch, briefly glancing over my shoulder. It's almost as if something coarse has brushed past the hairs on my flank. A voice... a breath with calico patchwork. Like burlap.

Ponies whoop and holler. They're waiting for me. No need to delay things.

So, with a firm breath, I spin the records and roll into the first instrumental of the session. The lights go biserk, following my coordinated chaos. Soon enough, the entire hall is bouncing to my rhythm. I glance to the side in time to spot Octavia leaning against her cello, smiling proudly my way.

I smile back, suddenly given the energy to survive this crazy night. And that's when the speakers righteously explode—and I proceed to own the crowd.

Comments

[RoboRed]

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Scooter's songs have some crazy beats, but the lyrics are generally on the weird side...

[MidnightReflection]

Really, Twilight gets the loudest applause? But... what about Best Pony? WHERE IS BEST PONY!?

[Aurora Dimmet]

6641165

Yeah, where's the standing ovation for Applejack?!

[La Barata]

ponies go biserk

*berserk

[RainythePegasus_Archive]

—when I feel my ears being scratched by a hauntingly familiar sensation. I flinch, briefly glancing over my shoulder. It's almost as if something coarse has brushed past the hairs on my flank. A voice... a breath with calico patchwork. Like burlap.

...Is it just me, or, is something bad going to happen?

[Lightning Bearer]

I'm about to kick the session into ignition—when I feel my ears being scratched by a hauntingly familiar sensation. I flinch, briefly glancing over my shoulder. It's almost as if something coarse has brushed past the hairs on my flank. A voice... a breath with calico patchwork. Like burlap.

Is this significant? It's not ringing any bells for me. Am I just having a brain fart?

[RainythePegasus_Archive]

6641301 Same here. Sounds familiar, but, I can't remeber. And it seems like foreshadowing to me.

[Sam the Anti-Ninja]

6641165 Right Here!
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[Philosophysics]

You just got poned.

DJ PON3D!

[Dustchu]

Awesome chapter!
And dat feeling she had... important?

6641134 Hehehhe eue that's adorable.

[pahnazd]

Definitely some foreshadowing there.

Still, another great chapter! Good to see Vinyl not mopey after a while again.

[Nonchalant]

6641178 silly, that's not how you spell *insert other Mane 6 here as preferred*

[arancaytar]

The lights go biserk

Hm... typo or bison pun?

[Codaulux]

6641301
As far as familiar descriptions go, I'd say griffon Ambassador Talonsmith's voice.

[Lightning Bearer]

6642660

!!!

You might be right! And considering how his last meeting with Twilight went... oh dear.

Assassination attempt?

[Nyperold]

6641165

You didn't see? Pinkie introduced her last.

[RainythePegasus_Archive]

6642660 I went back and read the chapter Patchwork Things and I think you are right.

[RoboRed]

6643883
YUP.

[Faded]

I'm about to kick the session into ignition—when I feel my ears being scratched by a hauntingly familiar sensation. I flinch, briefly glancing over my shoulder. It's almost as if something coarse has brushed past the hairs on my flank. A voice... a breath with calico patchwork. Like burlap.

Okay, I haven't read the new chapter yet but I'm terrified that something is going to go terribly wrong at the Gala and Vinyl's going to be the catalyst, and will either once again risk her life to save somepony, or even die as an result.