The Vinyl Siblings

by Vinyl Mix

rhyming with crying

Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past.

Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past.

Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past.

“I think she is having a nightmere, you might want to wake her up” said a low melodious voice.

Two Vinyl reunited at last, will unlock the secret of parent’s past.

Two siblings reunited at last, will unlock the secret of Vinyl! past.

Two siblings-

VINYL, WAKE UP!!!

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Vinyl woke up sweating, her mind reeling with a rhyme that was quickly fading from her mind. She brushed her hair aside to see a both worried and angry Octavia leaning infront of her head. “Buck.” was all Vinyl said before closing her eyes again.

“Thank god, your ok” Octavia deadpanned, not abused at Vinyl’s expression of happiness. “You were tossing and turning like you had the horde of spiders from nightmare night on you.”

“Well I had the strangest dream” Vinyl started, “I dreamt that I had tried to run the Bass cannon, it exploded in my face and I went unconscious. When I came too, you and my idol were next to each other like best friends. And that’s when I woke up.” Vinyl decided to leave out the part about the rhyme, because she thought it was unimportant.

“Vinyl, I hate to tell you this, but that wasn’t a dream.” Octavia stated as calmly as possible as she held up the main subwoofer, ripped to shreds, of the recently departed Bass Cannon. All Vinyl could do was gap at the speaker, tears starting to form in her eyes. She grabbed the woofer with her magic and levitated it closer to her body, not wanting to get out of bed in fear of falling down. Her grasp on the speaker was weak and as a result it was shaking in time with her head. Hot-tears ran down her face. After a minute of her staring and the sound of her sobs, she gripped in a death hug to her chest.

“t-t-this is all that is left of it?” She finally started to talk shakily. ”I-I made every piece of the cannon myself. This one think cost be 100,000 bits and 4 years to make just the sub into to what it is today, well what it was to-“ Vinyl’s voice faltered and she broke out into open crying.

“Shhh- hush now Vinyl. We can make a new one, together.”

“It just won’t be the same Tavi, I poured my life, my soul, into building this thing. Ten who-ten whole years of work, and I destroy everything in one day.” Vinyl kept on crying. Octavia wasn’t sure of what to do. She had never seen Vinyl this distressed before. She usually cried anything off in 2 and a half minutes at max. She was already at four and showing no sign of stopping. Octavia realizing the only thing she could do for Vinyl, started to sing.

“Hush now quiet now, it’s time to settle down. Hush now quiet now, Vinyl rest your head. It’s been a long day, wipe your cares off, and sleep the worries awayyyy” She looked at Vinyl, who had fallen asleep, the mangled speaker still in her death grip. “Sleep well” Octavia remarked as she kissed Vinyl on the forehead, turned off the lights and closed the door behind her.

Vinyl Mix was worried. He had just carried the body of Octavia’s wife/girlfriend up the stairs, seen the aftermath of a bass cannon blow up, and to top it off, word had gotten out that DJ N3ON was in ponyville, so of course reporters started to flock to the town. He had just barely closed all the blinds before waves upon waves of reported flooded the street, asking everyone if they knew where he went or why he is here. Luckily no one paid attention to which house he went into. Also few ponies knew of him because the town of ponyville had it’s own premier DJ that everyone adored. One of these days he must meet this “DJ Pony” everyone keeps raving about.

He heard a sound and turned to see Octavia trotting down the stairs. A look of relief washed over his face. He heard the crying and thought something bad happened.

“Is she ok?” Mix asked, following Octavia into her kitchen.

“She is ok, though I am fairly certain her cannon exploding very well” Octavia said while pouring her and Mix cups of coffee.

“I am going to have to agree with you on that.” Mix conceded while grabbing a seat at the table and taking a sip. “So, what is your betroved’s name anyway?” he asked in-between sips.

“Her name is V-“ Octavia started but got interrupted by the doorbell ringing. “One sec.” Octavia got up and went to the door. Upon opening it she found reports lining up at her door.

“Have you seen this Halfer?” said one of the reporters in a sweat voice that made him sound like he was losing his patience. He showed her a picture of DJ N3ON.

“Why yes, I have” Octavia said, thinking she could throw them for a loop.

“Really, where?!?!” the reporter said, suddenly really happy.

“I believe I saw her going to the train station, saying something about Appaloosa.” And with that simple sentence all the reporters disappeared in a flash. Octavia simply closed the door with a evil grin on her face.

“Who was that?” Mix asked as Octavia sat back down.

“There are reporters swarming the streets, who do you think? Don’t worry though I sent them for a loop.”

“How far did you send them?”

“Appaloosa”

Vinyl said nothing, but the evil grin on her face that rivaled even Octavia’s said everything. “I forgot how much of a trickster you are.”

“Oh right, as I was saying her name is Vinyl Scratch.”

“Huh. That sound familiar, but where have I heard that name before?” Mix asked as he took a sip from his cup, right before he did a spit take,” WAIT A MINUTE. THAT’S MY NAME!”

Author's Note:

Sorry to keep you all waiting, I have been waiting for a point in time where this is all I could do, and that happened to be on the plane trip to SoCal. You all can expect more chapters in the coming weeks while I am in Japan, and yes I am going to be keeping a running blog about said trip, go check it out.
If you are wondering why Mix didn't know the name of Vinyl Scratch, it is because he just arrived AFTER Octavia said their full names, just for clarification, and Vinyl Scratch just regained her mind.

Yes the raving pun was intended.

Incase you are wondering, this was suppose to be a sad chapter, at least at the beginning of it. If you are crying and or were from this chapter, point to me. If not, let me know how I could improve my writing on how to move thy soul (Luna is best pony). When it came to writing this entire chapter I had one thing running though my head: I need to get the story line rolling. I really didn’t care about editing or length, I am trying to work on my quality. Remember, Faust didn’t make Equestria in one day.
Please, as always, if you find any typos or editing errors, let me know below

Comments

[djponyfl]

another very good chapter.