The metropolitan areas have a tendency to fall into a routine cycle of life. Not that there's any fault in the matter. Although, some individuals might see it as a dull way to spend their time.

"Business in, business out."

However, some days tend to sway out of their usual forte (Much to an individual's liking or not). For Jacqueline, this seems like one of those days. She doesn't mind as much though. Besides, she gets to meet up with her kin. That'll prove to be fruitful, right?

Determined and eager, she stirs out from her early morning stupor.

(Entry piece for EQD's Friend Off compilation)

Written for the Twilight Sparkle's Secret Shipfic Folder Contest. The core concept of the contest is to write a fanfiction generally classified as simply "awfully coherent". Hear my cry, for this piece of writing is not meant to be taken seriously and will be very, very, BAD. (Or if you do take it seriously, it's fine too. Whatever floats your boat.)

"The two titans circled each other, like dragons, like tigers, like sharks. Rarity, the immovable object, Pinkie, the unstoppable force. The East battlements exploded over Rarity's shoulder, as behind Pinkie, the sounds of shots being fired echoed in the palace. The pawns fell around the two deadlock queens...as they looked into each other's eyes, wondering what the hell they were fighting for."

All six of them have come a long way from just being ordinary friends, going through experiences of being bearers of the Elements to defeating treacherous, world threatening foes. Now, they have another challenge to face, another role to fill.

'Being one of the de facto adviser for a Princess seems quite an enormous role to fill. The others are simply ecstatic about it, with their new positions and all.'

Fluttershy, on the other hand, doesn't show the same enthusiasm as her friends, filling her mind with worries, doubts, and troubles.

Applejack figured she needed someone to talk to.

Somepony who was dependable and understands her problems.

Somepony simple.

The closing ceremony that was held by Princess Cadence had ended, and Pinkie Pie's obligatory after-party party had all been wrapped up. All of the creatures, ponies, griffons, and such, involved in the games had headed off to rest for another day. Spike had volunteered to help clean the mess and fix the luggage of the Mane 6, thus staying behind. However, just as he was about to head off, he had been called for an impromptu meeting with the Princess of the Sun herself. He then receives news that frankly doesn't make sense to him, and now must prove himself to the leader his worth.

He must prove that he, in fact, can sing in tune.

If not, well...off to the Moon...

Uh Oh...

Big Macintosh had finally decided to trade in his yoke for a new one. The day didn't hassle him much compared to the time he went to the Summer Wrap-Up festival. He proceeded to head home to rest up for his chores tomorrow. On the way there however, he spots two ponies who had stoic expressions and oddly looked alike. He could tell that they weren't from around here because of their constant arguing and mindless walking. Big Mac thought of himself as a gentleman, and besides, it was the end of the day, so all he needs to do is help these two out and he'd be on his way.

"Was annoyed, is annoyed, will be annoyed. Wherever we are in time, I'm sure that this stallion would have still been hindered from ending his day."
"Ah, but at least he wouldn't have been annoyed at us."
"Well, look on the bright side, at least we aren't the version of us that ended up being annoyed is us."
"You know that we don't have time for this."
"Funny, I thought we have all the time we need. Still, I don't want to keep phasing in and out of this trade fair, it's tiring my legs, let's just ask him for directions already."

The duo decided to reflect on the events after the Ponyville Days festival with some cupcakes and light hearted talk.

Laughter emanated, sincere words were exchanged, and their friendship undoubtedly strengthened.

Then, Applejack suddenly remembered the argument that they had and wrapped off the duo's night with a simple question.

Crossing streets isn't that hard really, I mean, all you need to do is wait for the green light, right?

So all that Vinyl needs to do is to walk over to the other side with her wubs and it would be over, right?

She could just pop on her headphones and get in the groove in the middle of crossing the road, right?

It looks like everything around her is also moving to the groove of her music, getting it on, right?

So all that Vinyl needs to do is chill back and go with the flow of her music, get pissed at a driver who almost hit her, get a lecture from the street director for about an hour, get attacked by a (probably) rabid dog, and learn that she is one of the existing time lords in her universe, right?

.....Wait.....what?

(The short 'Music to My Ears' came out not too far back, and there were numerous comments about it. Here I am at 2 AM with those comments, with my own caffeine aided twist.)