Author's Note: This chapter is a bit shorter than the previous two, but hopefully it will be up to par! It's definitely a little more... Dramatic I suppose than the rest, but hopefully you guys enjoy it all the same :) For what is a love story without drama?

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Chapter 6

Octavia returned to her apartment building and retrieved her mail as well as a package from the colt working the desk. Curious as to what was in the package, Octavia trotted up the stairs to the floor her apartment was located on pondering over what could possibly be contained inside the box she carried. Arriving to her floor, Octavia was quite surprised to see Gabriel leaning casually against her door frame with a package held under her wing. Gabe perked up at the sight of the cellist and a smile crossed her muzzle as she nodded in greeting to Octavia.

"Good morning, Octavia. I was wondering if you were home or not, I thought I'd just wait for you to either answer or show up. I was asked by a friend upstairs to drop this off to you a few days ago and forgot all about it until Hope asked me about it this morning. I apologize for the delay in its delivery; although I'm not a mailmare so I guess it's not entirely my fault," Gabriel said with a chuckle as she pulled the envelope out from under her wing. Octavia blinked in surprise but smiled all the same and gestured for Gabe to enter her apartment. Gabe took the invitation and trotted inside before standing off to the side and waiting for Octavia to enter.

"Good morning, Gabriel. I apologize for not being here, I ended up having to help Vinyl get home. It was nice meeting your friends and getting to know you last night. Although I am curious; who is the friend who asked you to drop this off?" Octavia asked as she put down her keys and the other mail she had brought up with her, turning to Gabriel and looking at the envelope curiously.

"Not really sure who it was, I have a feeling I know who it was; but she more or less had Hope hoof it over to me with a note on it. If it's who I think it is, then you are one lucky mare, that pony NEVER writes to anypony; not even her parents," Gabriel said as she hoofed the package over to Octavia who then placed it on her desk near the door as she tried to sort out exactly what Gabe was saying.

"So you think you know who sent it but you are not sure and if it is who you think it is then I am lucky seeing as she never sends post out?" Octavia repeated to ensure that she had heard the pegasus correctly.

"Precisely!" Gabriel said as she nodded enthusiastically once Octavia was finished speaking. The grey mare simply chuckled as she trotted to her chair after picking up the package Gabriel had hoofed to her. Octavia motioned for Gabe to take a seat before opening the parcel as the pegasus relaxed on Octavia's couch. Octavia stared inside the box she had just opened, inside were several stacks of what she assumed were compositions.

"Who...?" She asked, looking up at Gabe who had taken to staring at Octavia's music awards with a mixture of boredom and mild amusement. Gabriel quickly returned her attention to the cellist as she cleared her throat; causing the grey pony to chuckle lightly before speaking once more.

"Who do you know that composes music?" The cellist asked, keeping her tone carefully neutral. Gabe remained silent for a moment, her expression changing to a pensive one. Gabe knew at least one composer, and she wasn't about to tell Octavia who it was. As much as Gabe hated lying to another pony, she knew Vinyl would snap if her identity was ever revealed without her say so.

"I know several musicians, but no composers come to mind... Although, there's a composer living a few doors down from Hope an' myself. I'm not familiar with her myself though," Gabe said with a shrug, looking at a point just past Octavia's left shoulder. Octavia raised her eyebrow as Gabe spoke before shrugging and looking through the stacks of papers.

"I recall Bon Bon speaking about knowing a composer; also I think you mentioned that fact as well. I believe you said she was a recluse, or was that Bon Bon?" Octavia wondered, quietly watching Gabe out of the corner of her eye for her reactions. Gabe shifted a little as she chewed her lower lip, looking thoughtful before smiling lightly.

"I think we both said that, but I might be wrong. Anyway; Hope is probably wondering where I am since we were supposed to meet up with somepony for dinner. I'll see ya around, Octavia," Gabe said as she trotted to the front door and waved goodbye.

"See you later, Gabriel," Octavia said as she followed Gabe to the door before shutting it. Once she locked the door, Octavia moved back to her chair and started flipping through the rest of her mail. Most of it was bills and one or two letters from a fan; something Octavia rarely ever got. Sighing as she set the small stack of letters and bills aside, Octavia looked over to the other package she had received. Curious as to what resided inside, the cellist pushed herself up and trotted to her desk to open it. Opening the package with a carefulness one might expect from an archaeologist with a rare find, Octavia pulled out what appeared to be a book she had ordered. Smiling to herself as she trotted back to her chair and settling into a comfortable position; Octavia flipped open her new book, Modern Music: The Method Behind the Music.

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Tension; the whole way back to Bon Bon's apartment had been full of it, and neither pony seemed to know how to break it. Lyra's anger had subsided, only to be replaced by anxiety and fear of what Bon Bon would do once she saw the state of her once clean office. Bon bon, for her part, kept her expression and body language unreadable; but Lyra knew. Lyra knew that beneath that seemingly cool exterior there was a storm was brewing, and Lyra wasn't sure she wanted to be around when it was unleashed.

Bon Bon paused outside her apartment door as she reached for her keys, glancing at Lyra out of the corner of her eye as she did so. Lyra shifted nervously as she felt Bon Bon's gaze linger on her before the cream mare turned her attention to the door as she was unlocking it. Lyra's ears pinned themselves back as she lowered her head and trotted inside behind Bon Bon, wary of saying anything that might set her lover off.

As the cream mare trotted towards her office, Lyra felt her throat starting to constrict slightly as she opened her mouth to try to say something, anything, to stop Bon Bon. Before Lyra could speak up, however, Bon Bon's voice echoed from the hallway.

"LYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Lyra's eyes widened as she winced and tried to find a place to hide, but it was too late. Bon Bon came marching up to her with a hoof-full of blue and red pills; Lyra recognized them at once.

"Why were these pills all over the floor? Do you not know how to clean up after yourself, or how to not waste medicine?" Bon Bon threw the pills in the trash can then placed the hoof to her temple and let out an exasperated sigh before trotting back into the hallway.

"Bon Bon, wait!" Lyra shouted as she reached a hoof out as if trying to catch her, even though the cream earth pony was already gone. Before Lyra could speak up once more she heard a rather loud noise that didn't sound like anything a normal pony would ever make; even when angered. It was like a mix of a scream and a maniacal laugh and then silence; it was the silence that scared Lyra more than the noise that must've been Bon Bon.

"LYRA HEARTSTRINGS!" The mentioned mint unicorn cringed as she heard Bon Bon scream out her name; part of her not wanting to reply. Carefully moving into the hallway, Lyra could hear Bon Bon rummaging around her office, obviously looking for anything out of place. Swallowing the lump that had formed in her throat the moment she heard her lover's voice call out her name.

"Y-yes, Bon Bon?" asked Lyra, not wanting to incite her marefriend's anger more than she already had. Lyra peered around the door frame and stared at Bon Bon's back; the cream mare was currently staring around her office with a mixture of rage and hurt. The cream colored earth pony looked over to Lyra with a scowl plastered across her face before saying the words every pony dreads to hear from their lover:

"We need to talk."

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Vinyl was sitting quietly in her office studying the rip in her old letterman jacket as she absent mindedly ran a hoof over the gash. Giving a soft sigh, Vinyl rested her chin on her desk as she hugged the jacket to her face. The alabaster unicorn wasn't sure what she wanted Bon Bon to do to Lyra; she wasn't even sure what she, herself, wanted to do to the mint green pony. Moving a hoof from the jacket and pressing it to her temple to ward off the oncoming headache, Vinyl pushed herself up. A single tear ran down her face as she rubbed the gash once more, as if it would magically disappear; Vinyl could still remember what she went through to earn her jacket.

The small school band had been having trouble with their music not sounding up to the school's usual standards of quality and they had a show soon. Not that Vinyl had much time to compose songs for the band director; she had to prepare for the big hoofball game. Vinyl had been pushing herself too hard while trying to meet a deadline for her compositions on top of preparing for the championship game while most of the other band members had given up and the rest of her hoofball teammates were pressuring her not to waste time working on music.

Vinyl was on her way to class with Bon Bon and Gabe trotting beside her, they had been discussing what to do about Vinyl's situation, when the unicorn had been stopped by her music teacher. Vinyl had to listen to yet another lecture about how important the upcoming show was; something about lots of upper class ponies being there. Vinyl had tuned her teacher out for the most part, she'd heard the spiel before and it was no different now. Vinyl had found herself wondering if he had it written down and memorised. She could certainly do it for him if he didn't.

Once the teacher had let her leave, Vinyl hurried to class and took her normal seat by Bon Bon. A few moments later she had been called to the principal's office, something Vinyl was used to by this point. She almost wanted to schedule these meetings to make it easier on everypony; although she mostly just wanted it easier on herself. Vinyl had shuffled off to the principal's office, taking as long as she possibly could. She had wondered what exactly she was going in for this time; had she discovered who stuffed those frogs into her bathroom cabinets last week? A giggle had escaped the unicorn before she composed herself into a serious manner and trotted into the principal's office and took a seat on one of the chairs in front of her desk.

The principal's office wasn't much different than the last time she had been there; was it yesterday? Vinyl's eyes roved over the various pictures of previous principals and some of the current principal's family. There were a massive amount of books scattered across the shelves on the wall, although Vinyl had always assumed the they were for decoration. Before Vinyl could get too lost in her thoughts, the principal had walked in looking rather livid.

"Giovanna, we need to have a serious talk about your behavior."

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Bon Bon was pacing around her office as Lyra tentatively trotted inside and took a seat near the door, waiting for Bon Bon to speak. The cream colored mare sighed as she placed a hoof to her temple, pausing in her pacing to think of how to start off the conversation she knew needed to be had.

"Lyra..." Bon Bon spoke slowly, still unsure about how to approach the subject without triggering a defensive reaction in her mint colored lover. Lyra seemed to tense up nonetheless and Bon Bon had to stop her scowling and force herself to relax so as to make Lyra calm down as well.

"Why? Why did you feel the need to destroy my office? What were you looking for?" Bon Bon asked, her tone becoming unintentionally more aggressive with every word she spoke. Lyra wasn't sure how she should react, part of her wanted to snap back in anger; but the logical part of her brain reasoned that getting angry would only worsen the situation.

"I.. I just... I don't know," Lyra stammered as she stared at the floor, unable to look Bon Bon in the eye. A soft sigh escaped Bon Bon as she turned to the only window in her office and trotted over to it. Quietly staring outside at the clouds that were slowly moving across the sky, Bon Bon watched as a few drops of rain started to fall. A soft rumble in the distance announced the arrival of a storm; and if Bon Bon was honest, it was as if the weather was trying to match the current storm of emotions flowing between the two lovers.

"Earlier, when you burst into Vinyl's room, you declared that you knew we were hooking up behind your back. Let's discuss what exactly makes you think that we are doing anything of the sort behind your back," Bon Bon said, not wanting to turn around in the event that Lyra would try to use the current fragile state that Bon Bon was in to her advantage.

"Let's not," Lyra whispered as she studied the once polished and pristine wooden floor of Bon Bon's office, seemingly having an extreme fascination with finding shapes in the grain of the wood. Bon Bon fought back the impulse to sigh heavily, she had a feeling this was going to be harder than she originally predicted.

"Lyra, I know you would rather avoid this entire thing and just have me confess to something that never happened; or perhaps you'd feel better living in your previous state of blissful unawareness of your surroundings when we first got together. That's fine, do what you want, Lyra. However, If you truly believe for one second that I would, or have, cheated on you; then there is really nothing to talk about with you. You have made your decision and you should act on it; not sit there like a snivelling foal trying to hold together something you obviously don't believe in," Bon Bon refused to turn around as she spoke; her throat constricting as she tried to pull something, anything, out of her stubborn lover. Lyra stared at Bon Bon's back, her mind racing in a thousand different directions as she tried to think of a reply.

"Bon Bon?" Bon Bon's ear flicked to indicate she was listening, but she did not turn to face the mint unicorn, "I... I guess I got so caught up in this idea that because you and Vinyl had such a close friendship and dated in the past that you must have been; well, you know..." Lyra trailed off and stared at the floor once more, ashamed of herself for ever doubting the cream colored mare before her. Bon Bon said nothing for a moment, simply digesting the words that Lyra spoke as she thought of how to reply. The cream earth pony had not seemed too surprised by Lyra's admission, if anything she had been expecting it.

"I assumed as much, Lyra. What I can't comprehend, is why you never just came clean and asked about it. Perhaps it is because when Vinyl and I were together, if we had a concern we'd go to the other and talk about it. Surely you did the same with past relationships?" Bon Bon looked over her shoulder to the mint unicorn as she spoke, drawing Lyra's attention as she did so.

"Uhm... Bonnie? There's... There's something I never told you," Lyra said softly staring at the floor once more. "You, ah... You are the only one I've ever been in a relationship with. You were my first everything."

"That... That explains so much," Bon Bon whispered to herself as she turned to fully face the unicorn as a clap of thunder rumbled outside. "Well, Lyra, then I can understand why you would be worried; however, that is still no excuse to do the things you did or say the things you said! I'm a forgiving pony, but Vinyl isn't. Honestly, I don't think now is a good time for us to try to discuss the problems we're having; we need some time away from each other."

Lyra's eyes widened in fear at Bon Bon's words, hoping against all hope that she wasn't going to break up with her over everything she had done.

"B-but, Bonnie; I don't wanna leave..." Lyra whimpered; causing Bon Bon to turn to look at her with a soft smile before turning her head to stare around her wreck of an office.

"Lyra, I'm telling you, I need some time to think things over and you also need to think about what you've done. I'm not saying we're never going to see each other again, we just need a few days away from one another to clear our minds so we can have clear heads while we work our problems out," Bon Bon said softly as she moved to her desk and busied herself with straightening out some papers to keep herself distracted.

"I... I understand, Bon Bon; but where will I go? I have no family here..." Lyra mumbled as she stared at her hoof, sniffling slightly as a tear ran down her face from the storm of emotions raging inside her. Bon Bon stopped shuffling the papers on her desk to think for a moment, a few ideas coming to mind as she turned to the mint unicorn.

"Maybe Octavia will let you stay with her? You two seem to be developing a good friendship, right? Gabe and Hope might also take you in, although I'd avoid mentioning too much about what happened between you and Vinyl; Gabe is one of Vinyl's best friends. Speaking of Vinyl, I'd steer clear of her for a while; you are most certainly not on her good side," Bon Bon stated before turning back to her desk and shuffling her papers around once more.

"I suppose you'll be going to Vinyl to talk to her about all this," Lyra stated in a bitter tone before she could stop herself. She quickly slapped a hoof to her mouth as she realized her slip-up as Bon Bon froze, her brow furrowed. Turning slowly, Bon bon stared at Lyra with a cold look as she scowled.

"So what if I am? She is my most trusted friend and knows a lot more than she lets on. Before you take what I say out of context, I do trust you," Bon Bon looked around her ransacked office before sighing, "Or, well, I DID trust you."

Lyra stared at the floor and nodded solemnly in understanding before turning to leave, "I'm sorry, Bon Bon." With only a nod from the cream mare who then went back to looking through the papers on her desk, Lyra left. Shutting the apartment door softly as she went into the hallway and down the stairs, Lyra sighed as she thought about everything she had done throughout the day

'What hurts the most was that she didn't even yell at me. It was like she was so disappointed in me that she couldn't even yell. I've really messed up, I can't believe I did all that,' Lyra thought to herself as she trotted to the front door and stared out into the rain. Bon Bon hadn't said she couldn't stay in the lobby until the rain died down, but Lyra was too afraid of what somepony might do to her if she fell asleep to want to wait around.

Trotting out into the pouring rain and down the street, Lyra thought about everything Bon Bon had said; a frown tugged on the unicorn's face as she sped up her steps to reach her destination before the storm could worsen.

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"What do you mean they canceled?" Gabe grumbled as she fumbled with the tie of her air force dress blues. Hope was giggling at Gabe's predicament as she undid the belt of her own marine dress blues. The tie suddenly glowed with a white aura as Hope used her magic to untie it and take it off, much to Gabe's delight.

"Precisely that, Stalwart. This storm was too bad for Axe and Geiger to be out in; you should know how much Axe hates flying in storms and Geiger's never been able to see well in the rain," Hope sighed as she pulled her jacket off and hung it back into the closet neatly. Gabe grumbled as she pulled her own jacket off and sloppily hung it up, causing Hope to scowl at her. Grinning sheepishly, Gabe pulled her jacket back out and straightened it up as she replied.

"Still doesn't explain why we were wearing the dress blues, I hate wearing these things. They're so stiff and they rub you in all the wrong places, ya know?" Gabe grumbled as Hope rolled her eyes at her lover's words and chuckled lightly.

"Because unless you wanted to go spend several hundred bits each on formal wear for us to go eat at Chateau then wearing our formal dress uniforms was the better idea," Hope said as she moved to dresser as she brushed her mane out of the tight bun she had wrapped it in. Gabe blinked several times as she opened and closed her mouth, trying to work out a reply for her astonishment at having that many bits to spare in the first place.

"Several hundred a piece? Sweet Celestia, I don't think we could EVER afford that on our paychecks; they barely pay us enough to cover rent and bills... Yeah, I'd rather wear the dress blues than go buying things I most likely wouldn't wear again," Gabe stated as she stared at the floor before chuckling as she looked back up at Hope.

"Well, if we're not going to dinner then I'll go drop by Vinny's club to see how things are going, wanna tag along?" Gabe inquired as she trotted to Hope's side and rested her head on the unicorn's back as she waited for a reply. Hope smiled warmly as she looked back at Gabe before shifting slightly to make Gabe lift her head up as Hope nipped at her ear.

"Not tonight, Love; perhaps another time. Just please be careful with that storm out there, promise me you won't go flying around in it. Remember what happened to your uncle?" Hope whispered, her worry evident in her voice as she nuzzled the side of Gabe's face. The albino pegasus gave a nod as she nudged her nose into Hope's mane and inhaled the lavender scent of the shampoo Hope used.

"I promise to be careful and not fly while this storm is raging through; Air Force captain's honour!" Gabe stated as she snapped a crisp salute to emphasize this point, which only made Hope giggle. Trotting out of their bedroom and into the living room, Gabe pulled her flight jacket on with a little help from Hope. Giving Gabe a quick hug and a kiss, Hope bid her goodbye and to return sometime before dawn.

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Vinyl blinked several times as she rubbed her eyes and stared around her office, having thought she heard somepony calling her name. Giving a low groan as she heard Tank call her name once more, Vinyl moved to her office door and pulled it open as she moved into the hallway towards the door into the mane interior of the club.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?" She half whined as she fought back at a chuckle at Tank's bemused expression. Tank simply shook his head as he looked over his shoulder towards the turn tables before back out into the club where the sound of voices could be heard traveling down the hallway towards them.

"It's time to get the party started... Are you sure you're up to it tonight? You look kinda distracted. I'd understand if you want to take the evening off, I'm sure Allegro wouldn't mind performing longer than originally arranged," Tank stated as he gave Vinyl a small smile as the unicorn passed by him and up the stairs to her turntables.

"I'll be fine, Tank; just worry about keeping the drinks flowing. Oh, and have Allegro on standby; I have a feeling she might just get that extra long performance," Vinyl said as she rubbed her temple with a hoof before disappearing from his sight as she took her place commanding the turntables.

Tank gave a soft sigh as he moved back to his place behind the bar as the first of the club-goers arrived. As Tank started serving drinks and making sure the crowd didn't get too rowdy, he noticed a familiar light blue earth pony with a bass clef and semi quaver note cutie mark arrive. Waving to get her attention, Tank flashed the mare a smile as she quickly trotted up to the bar and took a seat on one of the stools.

"Good evening, Mister Tankard. How are you?" The pony asked as she ran a hoof through her white and black mane. Tank gave a nod as he looked up to where Vinyl was working her magic, figuratively and literally, on the turntables to keep the club-goers partying.

"How are ya, Allegro? I keep tellin' ya not to be so formal with me; you can just call me Tankard or Tank, whichever floats yer ice cubes," said Tank with a smirk as he passed an ale over to a pony at the other end of the bar. Allegro giggled into her hoof as she twirled her mane around her hoof and watched the rest of the ponies on the dance floor.

Meanwhile, up in the DJ booth, Vinyl seemed to have zoned out once more; her hooves running on autopilot as she seemed to get lost in the music and her thoughts.

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"Your behavior of late is despicable, Giovanna. You're parents must be so ashamed of you, if they even pay attention to you. This behavior is reminiscent of a foal ignored in their own home, which wouldn't surprise me with those kinds of parents not unlike your own," The principal had given a shudder of disgust as she spoke. Vinyl immediately went on the defensive, her eyes narrowing as she glared daggers at the pony seated across from her. The principal, Lax Sense, was a rather unremarkable earth pony in appearance. Her fur was a light cream color, similar to Bon Bon's, and her mane was a dark purple with a few streaks of grey from age.

"What, exactly, are you trying to say to me, Laxative?" Vinyl had hissed through her teeth as she fought back the urge to lunge at her principal, "Do you, perhaps, think that my parents are worse than you at raising a foal? I'll have you know they spend more time with me than they do with each other! To suggest otherwise is slandering them and their names! Let's not forget, Dear Laxative, who funds most of the events at this rat hole of a school."

Lax's eyes had narrowed at Vinyl's rather arrogant words and the principal took note of how Vinyl tensed up at the mention of her parents. She had to fight back a smirk at how easy it was to rile the young unicorn, although it wasn't like Vinyl tried to make it difficult. Anypony could tell that she was overly touchy about the subject of her unique parenting situation.

"First off, Giovanna, I am your superior and you shall address me as such; I'm growing weary of these meetings we have. Do you really want to start this ages old fight with me? I brought you in here to discuss your punishment for the abysmal way you've been treating the rest of the students this week. Normally, I'd just slap you with a month of detentions, but you've been acting out more than usual and I'm afraid that with parents breathing down my neck about you receiving more severe punishments I can't simply let you off that easy. You already know if it were up to me you would have been expelled a long time ago," Lax had glared at Vinyl as the unicorn stared at the floor. Vinyl had then suddenly snapped her head back up and looked at the principal, her expression determined; but the principal could see just the slightest hint of worry.

"You can't just suspend me, Sense! The big game's in a few nights and I HAVE to be there if you want to win the championship!" Vinyl had practically shouted as she tried not to panic and instead routed it into her anger. Lax leaned back in her seat, taken aback by the sudden emotion Vinyl was displaying.

"Well, what do you suggest then, Giovanna?" Lax asked with a scoff as she waved at the unicorn to get her to sit back down after rising to her hooves. Vinyl had bit her lower lip and tried to think of something to say. Seeing that Vinyl was not going to be speaking for a moment, Lax had taken the opportunity to speak up once more.

"Look, I want you to be straight with me," Lax had said, wincing mentally as Vinyl's eyes seemed to stare into her soul. Vinyl had given out a sigh before leaning back in her chair, not really wanting to talk to her principal.

"Why not let me stay here and if you HAVE to punish me, then I guess have me on the sidelines of the game. You know nothing would tear me apart more than having to watch my team play without me," Vinyl hadn't been able to fight back the smirk that tugged on her lips as she spoke, "and watch them lose."

Lax had known that Vinyl was right, of course, the team was great; but Vinyl seemed to have that edge that none of the other players had. The principal hid her emotions well enough to force a smile on her face as she propped her forelegs on the desk and rested her chin upon them; studying Vinyl closely as she thought over a reply.

"We'll even make a wager, Miss Lax. The team wins without me, then it proves that you never needed me and I'll accept any punishment you have in store for me. They lose and it proves that they aren't up to the par they normally are when I'm playing and I get to stay and no further punishment is needed. What say you, Ma'am?" Vinyl had asked, switching her game up and deciding to be polite to throw the principal off. That tactic had worked more than Vinyl had anticipated as she stared slack jawed at Vinyl, having lifted her head off her hooves as Vinyl spoke. The shock didn't last long and was swiftly replaced with a sinister look that worried Vinyl greatly.

"I like that idea, but how about we flip it around; if they win you stay and if they lose then you get suspended for a week. Oh, and if you go into the game at any point, you are suspended; what do you say?" Lax asked as she replaced her sinister grin with one of false cheerfulness, she had stretched her hoof out to Vinyl to shake on it. The shock that crossed her face when Vinyl suddenly reached out and shook her hoof made it clear the principal had not expected Vinyl to agree to such an insane bet.

"Vinyl?" The alabaster unicorn stared at her Principal as she used her nickname for the first time.

"Vinyl?"

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"VINYL!" The unicorn jumped slightly and nearly made the record she was currently switching out skip as she whipped around to face Allegro.

"What?" Vinyl asked blinking a few times as she tried to calm herself down so her heart rate would return to normal. Allegro simply chuckled for a moment before replying.

"You okay, Vinyl? You look a little distracted and the fact that you've been playing the same song for the past twenty minutes isn't helping your case," Allegro stated as she studied the unicorn closely with a hint of worry evident on her face. Vinyl waved a hoof at her words as she turned back to her turntables, not really wanting to talk at the moment.

"I'm quite alright, I just like that song is all," Vinyl stated as she went back to focusing on her records and trying not to zone out once more. However, Allegro poked her gently in the shoulder, drawing Vinyl's attention once more.

"If that's so then why did it take me five minutes to even get you to notice me and when you finally heard me you almost jumped out of your fur! That's not what I call 'fine'," Allegro whispered as if making sure Vinyl was really paying attention to her. The unicorn's eyebrow raised slightly as she stared at her turntables before giving a heavy sigh and pushing herself away from them.

"I just have a lot on my mind. Do you mind taking over for the rest of the night? I really need to sort my thoughts out before I mess up anything," Vinyl said in a defeated tone as Allegro moved up to take over giving Vinyl a reassuring smile as she did so.

"Don't worry, Vinyl. Everything will be fine in time," she said brightly, not entirely sure what was eating the unicorn up and not wanting to make her talk about it if she would rather not. Vinyl quietly trotted out of the DJ booth and down to the bar where Tank was waiting with a glass of lemonade with a shot of Vodka on the side, one of Vinyl's preferred drinks.

"Still thinking about the situation from earlier, Vinny?" Tank asked in a quiet voice as he kept an eye on the other patrons at the bar. Vinyl gave a nod as she drank her how of Vodka before taking a small sip of lemonade. Tankard's brow furrowed slightly as he refilled Vinyl's shot glass and spoke up, "Well, I still think you should talk to Lyra and Octavia about your identity, but I know how you are after all that crap in high school and after we graduated. I just hope you don't forgot who you are in the process of hiding yourself from the world."