The Make Up
The Make Up
Vinyl couldn't let this happen. No, She wouldn't let this happen. She was her muse, her inspiration, some other fancy word for her fated special somepony. Like hell Vinyl Scratch would let her relationship with the mare she fell for at first sight break like this.
Well, technically it wasn't at first sight, that night went kind of blurry after a few high profile fans got her to drink a bit more than she could handle. Still, ever since she woke with her hooves wrapped around that beautiful grey mare, she knew she would be somepony special to her. Looking at her black mane framing her face, Vinyl could feel it deep in her gut, just as clear as the hang-over.
The D.J. shook her head fiercely, now was not the time for memories. Now was the time for action. Despite it being unlike herself, Vinyl for once had a plan. Two plans, actually, but Vinyl had a feeling that even if someone kidnapped the violet-eyed mare, she didn't know the whereabouts of the lost buffalo treasure, so she went with her other plan.
Vinyl looked at herself once again in the mirror, making sure she looked right for what she was about to do. If you're going to do something, you might as well do it right, after all, or that's what a certain smoke-coated pony she was going to see would at least like. If things went as planned, that was hopefully all she'd need.
After fussing with the brown coat she was wearing a bit, the white unicorn nodded to her mirror image. She could totally do this. D.J. Pon3 could do anything. She was ready.
Pumped up, the mare walked to her door before a thought hit her. "What am I doing?" The unicorn brought her hoof to her face as a light blue aura surrounded her horn. In just a moment, a record player, enveloped in the same colored aura, floated through the house and onto her back. "Can't forget this."
Finally prepared, Vinyl thrust open her door and ran out into the night. To a pony who took notice, the streets of Manehattan were quite beautiful that night, the street lamps dimmed from somepony not replacing the candles inside for newer ones, but the blue-maned mare was on a mission. A mission to get a pony back.
Vinyl arrived at her destination after a few minutes of running. The three-story complex was one of those buildings that seemed to blend into the neighborhood, easy enough to miss if you weren't looking for it. The unicorn knew that this was her stop, though.
The D.J. sat back as she levitated the record player into her front hooves and the needle on the record. The player made a soft blowing sound, like a small wheeze, before the soft sound of music started up. Vinyl had a wide smile on her face as the lyrics started.
"Spending all my nights, all my money going out on the town. Doing anything just to get you off of my mind."
Vinyl let the record play as she waited for her grey-coated pony to take notice of her. She hoped it would be soon, she was starting to get restless. She would wait for Octavia as long as it takes, but patience was not her strong point.
It wasn't long after the first chorus before a horseshoe was thrown her way. Jumping to the side, Vinyl made sure her record player was safe before looking up at the building. In the second story window stood a brown stallion with a yellow mane scowling out at her.
"Turn that racket down, some ponies are trying to sleep," the stallion yelled out his window. Vinyl raised an eyebrow as she thought. Counting the windows across, her eyebrow only rose higher.
"Uh, sorry about that, but I thought Octavia Sharp lived there?" Vinyl questioned the aggravated pony. The stallion rolled his eyes at the white mare standing outside his home. Placing his hooves on the window, he yelled out to Vinyl.
"I'll tell you what I tell those damned mail-mares. She's two buildings down, now stop bothering me!." With that, the pony slammed his window shut and the light in his window went out.
Blushing lightly, Vinyl levitated her record player back onto her back as she ran a few buildings across. Sure enough, just two buildings down was a building just like the last she had stopped at. Hoping Octavia wasn't asleep, the blue-maned unicorn set her plan into action once more.
Sitting back, Vinyl waited for any sign that Octavia was listening.
Octavia sat at her vanity as she brushed her ink-black mane with a frown on her face. While a bit of personal grooming did tend to make her feel better, today it just seemed to worsen her mood. It was all she could do not to break her brush as thoughts of her fight with Vinyl floated through her mind.
The grey-coated pony tried to shake her head free of those thoughts before looking into the vanities mirror. Brushing back the mess she had made of her mane, Octavia spoke to her mirror image in a hard tone, "You do not need her. She is nothing but trouble to you."
Receiving no response, the earth-pony continued her ministrations before she noticed something faint in the background of the night. It was difficult to hear, but it sounded a bit like... music. She tried to pin down what song it was, but was unable to before a small crash stopped the music. A bit of yelling sounded off before the night returned to its silence.
Figuring the neighbors were just making noise, Octavia returned to her grooming. The grey mare sat in her comfortable silence for only a moment before she could hear the music again. The music seemed to play louder than before, but she still had a hard time putting her hoof on what the song was. Her confusion was soon swept away as a set of lyrics slipped through her walls.
"Baby come back. Any kind of fool could see, there was something in everything about you."
Realization dawned on the cellist as she listened to the music play on. The earth-pony didn't need to look to know who was playing the music outside, there was only one pony who would hatch such a ridiculous idea. Octavia placed her mane-brush on her vanity before going to the window and opening it.
"Go away, Vinyl. I am in no mood for any of your antics tonight."
"Not until I have you back, 'Tavi." That damned smile, she always wore it when she was making a fool of herself. Octavia saw it on the two-toned blue-maned pony at least once a day.
"Vinyl, I am not discussing this. Leave, or I will make you."
"You can try!" That damned mare just couldn't make things easy. Tying her collar and bowtie around her neck, the grey mare trotted down the stairs and out into the brisk spring night. When she traversed onto the cobblestone, she was surprised by Vinyl jumping on her back. Instinct kicked in as Octavia attempted to buck her off.
"Get off of me, you damned idiotic pony!"
Vinyl's hooves only seemed to tighten around the angry mare as she spoke, "Not until you listen!"
Octavia continued to buck, but as time continued she quickly lost the strength to loosen the mare's hold. While her work playing the Cello had developed her muscles well, she realized she didn't quite have the stamina to knock the pony off her back. Soon she found herself near out of breath, the unicorn finally taking herself from her back.
"Now, will you finally listen?" Octavia looked into Vinyl's red eyes before giving a small nod.
"You have, wheeze, until I catch my breath."
"Good enough." Vinyl sat on the cobblestones, determination in her eyes as she spoke to her. "'Tavi, I want you to come
back. It's too lonely without you."
When Octavia shook her head, Vinyl had to ask, "Why not?"
"Because, gasp, you said-"
"I didn't mean it, you silly pony. I was just teasing to get a rise out of you. It's what we always do."
"That's the problem," Octavia almost yelled, taking a bit of her breath away again. She took in a lungful of air before she started again. "You are always teasing me, Vinyl, and it always gets me so worked up that I snap at you. It is not healthy in a relationship to always be yelling at each other."
"Who says," Vinyl asked. Octavia was about to answer, but was shocked still by looking at Vinyl. Looking at how her eyes were set on her, it was hard to believe that this was the same unicorn set on having a bit of 'fun' by the lake in the park a few days ago.
"'Tavi, every day you work in your symphony, practicing your Cello and waiting for your next gig, and while you love it, you always come home stressed out. I know you would never quit the symphony, and it would be stupid of me to ask you to, so I do the only thing I can for ya', I help you get rid of it. I may not know any fancy stuff like those spa ponies might use, but I'm at least tough enough to let you take some anger out on me."
Octavia's jaw dropped. Vinyl had actually thought something important through, and it was their relationship that she decided to think about. The grey mare took a moment to compose herself before speaking again.
"Vinyl, I love you, but I am tired of always being angry. I am tired of holding myself back, thinking I might really hurt you," she sighed out. "I am just tired."
The red-eyed pony softly put her hooves around Octavia, rubbing the earth-ponies back as she hugged her. She leaned into the embrace as the D.J held her softly. Vinyl had never been this gentle with her, not outside a bit of cuddling on the bed, and even then it was the Cellist that tried to be careful not to hurt the D.J. with her full strength.
"It's alright, 'Tavi. You can rest as much as you want. I just want to be there for you." For some reason, Octavia felt comforted by Vinyl's words. "Now, let's go home."
The earth-pony nuzzled the unicorn as she pulled her hooves back. As Vinyl stood to lead them back to her home, Octavia placed a hoof on her shoulder to stop her. "Mine is closer."
The D.J. smiled and nuzzled her love before grabbing her record player and following her into the building and up the stairs to where she'd be staying the night. As Octavia untied her bowtie, Vinyl attempted to remove the brown coat she was wearing with difficulty. It took a moment of her struggling before the other musician spoke up, "Why did you wear that coat in the first place? It is the middle of spring."
Vinyl grinned as she finally removed one of her hooves from her sleeves. "C'mon, 'Tavi, you of all people have got to enjoy the classics. This was the perfect chance to pull this off." The mare pulled the coat off her other hoof before crawling into the bed to wait for the other pony.
"I am so glad you managed to find a way to turn our little spat to your advantage," Octavia droned flatly. She was soon under the covers with her love, the unicorns legs wrapped around her midsection. "But I am surprised that you can't even go a day without being with me."
Vinyl tossed a bit, trying to make herself comfortable, before she replied, "It's 'cause I love ya so much, 'Tavi."