Vinyl Visits her sister Rarity. Rarity is not fond of this, but she must live up to her element.
Rarity. A pony of fashion, being petite, and politeness. A pony that was always on top of what was hot, but was too ladylike to ever gossip. Rarity. The sister of Vinyl Scratch. She never shared anything about the older mare who shared her white coat and was a unicorn; she could barely look at her! She was just so...uncouth. But Rarity decides she needs to start living up to her element, and when Vinyl is evicted from her home, she stays with this petite, polite fashionista. Rarity is not thrilled. (Cover art done by me. Vectors found on Google Images.)
"Aw, dude, that's great! I'll be there at ten, Rarity. I still don't know why I was evicted..."
"Yes, quite the mystery," Rarity said through clutched teeth. "I shall see you then, Vinyl. Goodbye." She hung up and sighed. She had been speaking with her big sister, Vinyl Scratch. She was quite the uncouth pony- always out partying and putting on a show. Ha! It was unbelievable that she ever even spoke to Rarity, let alone was her sister. And now Rarity was stuck with having her move in with the petite unicorn, after being evicted from her huge mess of an apartment. Rarity HAD to be lady-like and live up to her element. If she didn't, it would be so impolite. So she allowed Vinyl to stay until she cleaned up the pigpen of a house. She will not stay here all day, Rarity, She thought, being optomistic. She will have to clean up her apartment for most of the time she's here! She'll just eat and sleep here. That's all.
Sweetie Belle sped into the center room of the boutique. "RARITYRARITYRARITYRARITYYYYY! Rarity! Who were you talking to?!"
"Ahem. Um. Vinyl, Sweetie Belle."
"VINYL? She's SOOOO COOL!" Sweetie Belle gave a little squee. "But why?!"
Rarity gulped. "She," she said, "Will be staying with us for a while."
Sweetie looked at her blankly. "Why?"
"She was evicted."
"Why?"
"Because she's a huge, dependent, messy, ugly, over-partying, stupid, good for nothing, lazy-" She stopped herself. "It's none of your concern."
"Okay!" Sweetie plopped down on a pile of colourful fabric scraps. "Is Octy coming? You like Octy, don't you?"
"Octavia? I suppose she'll visit while Vinyl's here, but at the moment, she's staying with her mother. Now run along and play. If you want, you may use this fabric-" -She tossed her some cheap, thin, felt- "-To craft with."
She gasped, took her new prize in her green aura, and raced up the stairs to the guest room.
"But stay clean! Vinyl's gonna stay in there!" She added under her breath, "Not like she would care if it was messy..."
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"Nice place," Vinyl commented, tossing up her glasses to get a better look.
"Oh yes, thanks." She paused, remembering Sweetie Belle's question. "Vinyl, will Octavia be visiting?"
Vinyl answered while rummaging through her suitcase for something, "What? Oh, yeah, probably," she said with a wave of the hoof. "Oh sweet, look what I found!" She held up a smushed orange flavoured Hostess cupcake that wasn't even in it's bag. She took a big bite out of it, to Rarity's disguist, and kept rummaging. "Oh, here it is." She held up an iTrot.
"I see you brought an iTrot. Nothing else, I suppose?" she asked hopefully.
"Nope, wouldn't need to," she said, pressing a button.
Rarity sighed with relief until the iTrot blasted music and filled the boutique, vibrating harshly. Rarity covered her ears at the atrocious music that sounded like ducks in a blender, and closed her eyes.
"Aaaaaw yeah! Let's crank this up to ELEVEN!"
Rarity didn't reply to Vinyl's comment, but simply gritted her teeth and kept walking, as hard as it was, until Vinyl shut it off. Rarity gasped as she looked at Vinyl's snout. "Vinyl! Y-you have such a terrible nosebleed!"
"What?" Vinyl looked down. "Oh, yeah, that happens sometimes." She wiped her nose, leaving a red streak in her fur. "Man, I got my coat messy! How will I clean this sh-"
Sweetie Belle's door creaked open, and she ran up to her big sister.
"-tuff. Shtuff. Yeah." Vinyl finished off awkwardly. "Hey there, squirt! How's my favourite unicorn filly been? Have you been getting good grades? You've always had trouble with your spelling."
"My magic's stronger now, Vinyl! See?" She picked up Vinyl's shades to demonstrate.
Vinyl started to panic, but said nothing as her pupils dialated and she gulped from the delicate glasses being handled by an ameteur unicorn. Sweetie then inspected the glasses, and found a small crack in the side. She mended it and gave it back to Vinyl with a grin on her face, which widened with Vinyl's shocked expression.
"How'd you do that, sis? Foals these days, man, I swear, they learn more and more spells every year. What's next, kindergartners studying calculus?"
"It's a simple spell, to be honest, Vinyl," Rarity said with a roll of the eyes. "You never finished fifth grade."
"Oh, yeah." She paused. "Well, thanks! Why don't you show me to the guest room, Sweetie?"
Sweetie Belle grinned and then raced into the guest room. Rarity followed behind, but to her horror, when she opened the door, it was a huge mess of scraps with quite an ugly dress layed in the middle. Rarity gasped, and shouted, "SWEETIE BEEEELLE! I said to keep it CLEAN!"
Sweetie wimpered, but cheered up at Vinyl's next comment after she walked in and sat on the floor. "Aw, don't sweat it, Rares. I like it like this." Vinyl raced over to Sweetie. "Did you make a mess of MY ROOM?! I'll GET YOU FOR THIS!" She tackled Sweetie and then noogied her, but not too hard so she wouldn't hurt her.
Sweetie grinned and giggled as she turned her curls into an unkempt mess. "Vinyl! Do you wanna play dolls?!"
The electric blue-maned unicorn gave her an apologetic smile. "Maybe in a minute, Sweet. I gotta settle down in here, alright?"
Sweetie Belle's face fell, but she recovered and said, "Okay." She then ran out the door. "Bye Rarity, I'm gonna go to Sugar Cube Corner! Maybe Pinkie has some overbaked cookies or extras or something for me!" She slammed the door.
Rarity made a disgusted face at Sweetie's remark. Who would eat overbaked cookies? Vinyl interrupted her thoughts of disgust by saying, "Yeah, I'm gonna unpack. Call me down here if you need anything, alright?"
The violet maned mare smiled and nodded, going downstairs to work on her dress. She forgot about everything around her, listening to the inspiring instrumental that played on the stereo. She was a beautiful swan- she was flowing through the river, flying up high in the sky! She was as breezy as could be, and nothing could ruin i-
knock, knock.
Rarity gritted her teeth as her daydream was interrupted. She paused the music. She guessed she was like that for about an hour, as she was making great progress on her dress. She admired it a bit before racing to the door, and opened it to reveal a grayish brown purple-eyed mare staring back at her. "Hello, Rarity! I've come to visit Vinyl, if this is a good time?" She said in her pleasant, polite accent with a smile on her face.
"Octavia! Oh, of course, darling. She's right upstairs. Go ahead and head up there, third door to the left."
She smiled again and then thanked her, heading up the stairs. The sound of a welcome from Vinyl was heard, and then a closed door.
Rarity smiled at the two friends. Good friendship always made her happy. She sat down on her couch, and picked up a romance novel she had started a few days ago. After about two hours, she heard a small wet popping noise coming from the guest room. She hear another sound, like someone smacking someone else. Rarity automatically assumed this was the case, and in worries of a good friendship ruined, raced up the stairs and opened the guest room door. "I CAN'T BEAR TO WATCH TWO FRIENDS FIGHTING LIKE THI-"
She suddenly realized what was going on. On top of the bed, Vinyl and Octavia were sitting. Octavia and Vinyl were petrified, looking at Rarity with dialated eyes as their lips were together. The sheets were neat, however, and they were sitting upright. Octavia opened her mouth to scream before Vinyl shoved her hoof in it, drowning it out. "Don't scream. Don't panic. I got this."
Vinyl coughed into her hoof before saying, "Yeah. Rarity, remember when I was talking about how good of friends we are? Yeah, we're super good friends. And gay for eachother."
Vinyl rubbed her hoof behind her neck and looked away worredly. "Yeah, I've been meaning to tell you, but..."
Octavia hid her face in her hooves. "I apologize so much, Rarity. I feel very embarrassed...I promise, this won't happen again..."
Rarity closed her eyes. "Don't be, darling. It's just such a shock that you're gay..."
Sweetie Belle, who had been eavesdropping on the trio's conversation, gazed from over the door frame with her light green eyes. "Rarity? What does gay mean?"
Rarity swung around with surprise and replied, "Oh, Sweetie, it means happ-"
"It means two people of the same gender loving eachother," Vinyl interrupted casually. Rarity whipped back around to glare at the quite honest unicorn, who stared back at her with a confused look; like a puppy who just got in trouble for something and it didn't know why.
"I thought only mares and stallions liked eachother. How can two mares or stallions like eachother? I don't get it."
Rarity and Vinyl glanced at eachother once more, knowing what they had to do. "Sweetie, sit. We need to have a discussion."
Sweetie Belle nodded and hopped up onto the bed. "Oooh, are they like, just really good friends? Are they like sisters? Then I think I'm gay for you, Rarity!"
Vinyl dove her face into her front hooves, her snickers turning into a fit of giggles. Octavia put her hoof over her mouth with laughing eyes, but didn't make any noise. Rarity only blushed and glared at her sister once more, but she was too busy laughing to pay any attention.
"Not exactly, Sweetie," Octavia said. "Think of it like this. You know how your mother and your father love eachother? That's how being...homosexual works."
"So like, boyfriend and girlfriend? Except with just girls or boys?"
"Yes. Exactly like that. For example, Vinyl is my girlfriend, and I'm Vinyl's girlfriend."
"But," Vinyl said after calming down, "Don't talk about it in public or at school. People are way too sensitive about that sorta thing, because of religions and what-not." She rolled her eyes.
"Oh." Sweetie shifted uncomfortably and looked to the ceiling. "Rarity, I have another question."
"Yes, Sweetie?"
"Where do babies come from?"
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The four ponies were settling down in a quite fancy restaurant, where Vinyl was munching on all of the chips they had for an appetizer. "I just want to say," Rarity said to Octavia, "We welcome you warmly to our family."
Octavia smiled. "Although you found out on quite a...bad note, I'm glad you've welcomed me here." Vinyl said something through a mouth full of chips, making Sweetie Belle giggle as Octavia shot daggers at Vinyl with her eyes. Vinyl, getting the hint, swallowed the chips and then finished what she was saying. "Tavi and I are very glad that you've been able to deal with our relationship." She wiped off her face.
Octavia gave her an approving nod and looked back to Rarity, who said politely, "So, when did your relationship first start?"
"A few years ago, when we started being roommates. I realized Vinyl had the look, and the voice, and everything about her was just perfect. Although she was a handful sometimes, I realized how badly I wanted a relationship with her."
"I felt like, just the same way," Vinyl said. "I ended up kinda accidentally on purpose asking her out on a date to the movies, and I may have accidentally on purpose kissed her on the cheek during a romantic scene at the movies. Which led to a stallion throwing a diet Pepsi on us." Vinyl rolled her eyes angrily. "Like, seriously? Who even DRINKS Pepsi? And a DIET one, at that?!"
Octavia laughed a bit. "Which is why we try our best to do nothing more than a hug in public. Vinyl, being already famous, helped me start off my career as a cellist-"
"-And Tavi, being so strict, helped me quit smoking altogether and drinking so much. But, y'know, I have a drink every once in a while. Too bad the smoking left a little yellow in my fur," she said, looking down at her coat.
Rarity smiled. "I'm so glad you two are in such a healthy relationship. You make such a wonderful, romantic coup-"
"Ahem." A pink-eyed creamy brown stallion was next to them. "If you two wouldn't make such remarks in front of the children?"
Vinyl's smile fell, along with Rarity's, but Octavia nervously laughed, her laugh shaky and high pitched.
The stallion turned to Octavia. "If you like girls, why are you dating one that looks like a guy? I bet if I gave you a bit of fun, you'd change your mind about being lesbian."
Vinyl's eye started to twitch. She screamed out, "Why are YOU such an ASSHOLE?!"
The waiter glanced at Vinyl, and back to the nervous earth pony. "Look at your little girlfriend. Girls are so catty. And I thought only straight girls would like classical as much as you. So, what do you say?"
Octavia smacked the waiter with hard force, her anger seething and boiling over. Vinyl was speechless, watching the usually contained and polite earth pony lash out. "I LOVE this mare sitting before me, and if you can't realize you won't change that, then..." She breathed in. "You're a HUGE SHITWIPE!" She then threw her iced tea onto the stallion.
Next thing Vinyl knew, they were sitting outside of the restaurant on a bench after being kicked out. Octavia was attempting to calm herself with no result. Rarity was awkwardly sitting there. Sweetie Belle was looking down at the ground, sad and angry, hot tears streaming down her face.
Rarity said quietly, "I'll get a taxi."
Soon after, the cab arrived with a yellow mare with black hair driving it. "Where ya goin' to?"
"Carasoul Boutique," Rarity said, not looking at the mare.
"Ah, alright. Get in. It's startin to rain." She observed the group and whispered, "On the house. See you've had a pretty bad night, eh?"
Rarity smiled and said, "Thanks so much."
As they were sitting in the cab, rain started pouring down onto the windows, matching everyone's terrible mood.
Octavia closed her eyes and finally managed to calm herself. Vinyl glanced at her, and then gulped. "Octavia Melody."
She opened one eye and peered back at Vinyl.
"Ahem. Octavia Melody, you are just the most perfect mare in the world. I love you with all my heart. We were going to be in the restaurant, I was going to order a fancy cake and get down on one knee, and I was going to give you the cheesiest speech, and-" Vinyl breathed in deeply, her voice getting shaky and her eyes starting to water. "I...I was going to have the waiter bring in a candle light and your napkin was going to say, 'Will you marry me?' on it. It didn't turn out exactly like that, but I swore to myself I would do it tonight, so..." Vinyl was at full tears right now, her voice shaking even harder. "Octavia M-melody....W-will you...m-marry me?"
Octavia gasped, and she covered her mouth as tears were brought to her eyes as well. A small squeaking sound escaped her lips. Everyone else in the cab stared at Octavia, mouths hanging open, waiting for the stricken mare's answer.
"Are you sure? I think it makes my plot look big."
"You know I'm crazy about big plots."
There was eight months until the big day, the grand finale, the end of the romantic comedy that was Octavia's life. Octavia had been trying on dresses for this big day, and was currently wearing a mermaid gown with jewels around the collar. It had a V-neck and showed off her curves, which she was very self concious about.
"Here. Try it with the veil." She plopped the long, flowing flower veil on her head, and watched as Octavia turned in the mirror, unsure of what to think.
"Vinyl, it's a pegasus dress. I can't wear it."
"I'm sure they have an Earth pony version of it. If they don't, they can alter it for like, an extra thirty bucks."
She paused. "Well, it is quite stunning. Maybe..."
"Great! I'll try on a few of my gowns." Vinyl trotted into the dressing room and came out with an ivory cupcake dress.
"I don't like it."
"I think it looks gr-"
"I don't like it!" She snapped.
Vinyl stared at her. "Well, alright then." She went it again, and came out with a white slim gown. "Uh..."
"That looks great. Let's pay for our dresses." Octavia grabbed Vinyl's hoof and dragged her to the counter, where they payed for the two gowns.
Next, they walked to the cake shop, where Pinkie Pie was at the counter, bouncing away. "Ooh! Hi Tavi! Hi Vinyl-y! Hehe! Can I get you girls somethin'?"
Vinyl opened her mouth to speak, but Octavia cut her off. "We'd like a strawberry wedding cake."
Vinyl said glumly, "I wanted to pick the cake out."
"It's alright. I'll let you pick the frosting."
"Chocolate?"
Octavia glared at Vinyl and turned back to Pinkie. "We'll take buttercream."
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Vinyl was completely miserable. She had been dragged through twenty shops simply to find the right napkins for the wedding, five to find the tablecloth, and nine to find the right shoes. And the only thing she really got to pick out so far? The spoons. Vinyl was starting to think that Octavia was being a bit of a bridezilla, but of course, she would never say that to Tavi.
Or so she thought.
"You know, Vinyl, it's my special day too! You don't get to make all the decisions," she said, putting the red roses Vinyl had picked up down and taking some purple ones.
"Maybe if you weren't being such a bridezilla and listened to me, we wouldn't be fighting over silly things like this!" She quickly covered her mouth, but it was too late.
"B-bridezilla?" Octavia stared at her partner with shock, but anger soon came. "Maybe I would if you didn't make such terrible decisions!"
"I don't think you realize how you're acting! I can't even pick out my own dress. I wouldn't be surprised if you tried to control which way I pissed!"
Octavia's face turned red, and she stomped out of the store with hot tears streaming down her face. Everypony looked at Vinyl and shook their heads, grumbling about her. Vinyl let out a breath and walked outside. "Tavi, wait."
Octavia stopped, but didn't turn around. "What?"
"I'm sorry, alright?" Vinyl rubbed her hoof on the back of her head. "I shouldn't have yelled like that, but-"
"Don't be sorry." She turned around. "I was being a pain in the ass. I don't know what came over me. Being a huge control freak, I suppose."
Vinyl sighed and smiled. "You worried me for a second there, babe. I thought the wedding was off." She kissed her wife-to-be, and they walked away.
"Sweetie, I really need help. I NEED to learn how to sing for this wedding! I want it to be special, and I wanna surprise Octy, and..."
"Just lip-sync," Sweetie said tiredly. "Celestia Luna, Vinyl, you're too terrible to help! You've gone and shattered your glasses, and I've had to fix them twice. Just lip-sync, or use autotune, or something."
"Well, alright. It's that simple?"
"Yes!"
"Alright! Let's go see how many hotdogs we can blow up in the microwave!"
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"Please don't tell!" Vinyl was in tears, chasing Sweetie Belle down the stairs as she plummeted towards Rarity, who was having tea with Octavia.
"Rarityyyyyy! Vinyl clogged up the toilet with hotdogs again!"
"Tattletale," Vinyl said under her breath, looking at the floor grumpily.
Rarity groaned and put her face in her hooves, as Octavia gave Vinyl a furious look. "Go to your room, Vinyl Scratch!"
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"Well...that escalated quickly," Sweetie Belle said, after being thrown into her room as well when the ruined microwave oven was also discovered, but she didn't tell Rarity. That was when Rarity walked into the room, and sat on her bed with her. "Sweetie, Vinyl is very childish. I know you understand that, but could you please at LEAST help out a little? The wedding is in a moon, and it's very stressful on her. I need you to stay out of her way. Make sure she doesn't get in trouble. Sometimes, she doesn't have the best judgement."
"But she's a grown-up! She shouldn't be childish. Only children are childish," Sweetie pointed out.
"That's the thing. She never grew up," She said, sighing.
"Like Peter Pan? Wowie! I can't believe that! I wanna be like her!"
"No. She doesn't know how to be an adult. That's a bad thing, Sweetie. She can't use good judgement, she never finished school, and she depended on our parents until she turned eighteen and became a DJ. She never mentally grew up."
"Oh." Sweetie looked at the floor. "Alright."
"I'm sorry for the dissappointment, Sweetie Belle. Don't mention this to Vinyl. It would hurt her feelings." She turned to walk out when Sweetie finally spoke up.
"All it is with you is don't tell them this, don't tell them that! Secret, secret, all the time! And I get in trouble, because YOU decided to gossip about somepony and tell me. What in the name of Celestia do you expect?!"
"Sweetie Belle!" Rarity scolded.
"Oh, Sweetie Belle, don't defend yourself! Don't do this, don't do that! Don't voice your opinion!" Sweetie was seething now. "I'm done, sis! I might as well be gone." Sweetie walked out and slammed the door.
Rarity glumly walked back to her room, defeated, when she saw a note from Vinyl on her bed; "Deer sis;
Soory for mispels. im not good at speling. Sory for stufing hot dogs down youre toilette. Howp you can furgive me.
-Sincarly, Vinyl Scratch"
Beneath the note was a pair of golden earrings. They were the kind that Rarity could never afford, but always wanted to wear and buy. Rarity's lip trembled, and she began to cry.
Vinyl sat in her bedroom, hooves behind her back, lounging around. There were about ten potato chips on her chest right below her chin. Every time she wanted one, she would stick her tongue out and lizard it.
Rarity had stumbled in on her at the time. She had felt guilty about what she had said about her own sister to, once again, her own sister. Especially after buying her those earrings. "What are you doing, Vinyl?" she asked, but gently; not with confusion or disgust.
"Enjoying being a bachelorette before the wedding," she murmured, lapping up another chip and swallowing it noisily. She sat up and sighed as the chips fell down her chest, leaving some crumbs behind. "That was delicous..." she said sadly, as she moped on her bed.
Rarity looked Vinyl up and down. She had an unkempt mane, and her fur looked more yellow than before around her mouth. She was covered in crumbs. "Vinyl Scratch! Have you been smoking again?"
"What? No!" she said. "It's mustard, I swear!" She wiped off her upper lip. "See?"
"Vinyl, your wedding is today. Perhaps you should get ready!" she stomped her hoof with a stern look on her face, before softening again. "And...thanks for those earrings..." She looked up awkwardly.
Vinyl smiled warm-heartedly. "No problem, Rares. And you're right. But before I do, there's one more thing I want to do as a bachelorette that my wife would never let me do married."
"And what's that?"
"Chug a cup of bacon grease." She smiled menacingly.
That's when Rarity barfed.
"Yo, Rares! You alright?" Vinyl said, looking over the fellow unicorn. Rarity groaned and held onto her head. "Y-yes." Rarity stood up shakily. "Just severely grossed out. Don't ever mention chugging"-she burped sickly-"bacon grease again..."
"Uh, sure, whatever makes you happy."
That's when Rarity noticed something. Vinyl Scratch was decked out. Her hair was shiny and up in a nice bun, two strands of hair rolling out in the front on either side of her face. She had her poofy dress on, a gorgeous ivory colour, and the grease and mustard was wiped away from her lips. Her eyelashes were much longer, and she was wearing gray eyeshadow. Her hooves were shining.
Vinyl noticed the mare looking her down. "Like it? I did it myself!" Vinyl grinned widely.
"Where did you-"
"That's none of your business," Vinyl said darkly. "Anyway, I need to get you ready." Vinyl sat her up and put her on a chair. It was a quick flurry of rough hair washing, nose powdering, lip stick swabbing, and finally, swishing her into a mirror.
Rarity smiled widely and clapped her hooves together, stars in her eyes, and started blabbering about how much she loved it. She was wearing a light blue dress, the colour Vinyl and Octavia had agreed on for the bridesmaids. She had on some glass shoes, and her hair was combed flat with the exception of one curled strand next to her face. "I demand that you tell me how you found these looks!"
"Let's just say, I had to clear my internet history..."
"Why, Vinyl?"
"I had to look up the girliest shit, man!" Vinyl stuck her tongue out. "So gross and weird. But I guess I had to, since you were passed out. OH! I almost forgot something." Vinyl clipped her golden earrings on, and smiled. But then it faded as she whispered in Rarity's ear, "Look, I know what Sweetie Belle said. She told me everything."
Rarity gulped.
"It's fine, Rarity. I can see why'd you would think that about me. I know I'm childish, but hopefully I can change." Vinyl smiled and nuzzled her sister, who slapped her away. Vinyl pulled back her head in surprise.
"No! Vinyl, don't you dare ever say that you'll change! You may be childish, but I love you for who you are." Rarity smiled whole-heartedly.
Vinyl blinked before grinning too. "Awkward sibling hug?"
"Awkward sibling hug."
They then embraced eachother until Vinyl pulled away. "That was...awkward."
