Rarity was thrown out of Vinyl’s room by the force of one of her magic blasts, her back smashing into the kitchen table. She barely had time to collect herself before Vinyl came in screaming and slashed NoWacking down upon Rarity, who quickly blocked with the sheath. Rarity managed to pull Vinyl’s blade back with the sheath and stand up before having to block another swing. Rarity tried to swing the sheath at Vinyl, who easily blocked the incoming blow. Back and forth they danced, blade against sheath, sparks and strips of brocade flying everywhere. They then locked implements, caught in a desperate struggle.

“What is it you want?!” Rarity screamed.

“What I want!?” Vinyl roared, “What I want is the death of you ponies, so that your spirits will intermingle with the lifestream, allowing me to sail the darkness of the cosmos with this planet as my vessel-” and was interrupted by Rarity drawing back and scoring a hit on her foreleg. Vinyl screamed and slashed at Rarity, who blocked sloppily.

“That doesn’t even make any sense!” Rarity said loudly, pulling back and swatting towards Vinyl, who blocked handily, “That has to be the most ridiculous evil plot I’ve ever heard!” as the sheath was pushed away.

“Evil?” Vinyl sneered, “I am simply claiming what is my birthright!” as she swatted away the sheath. Rarity face turned to one of fear as she faced down the possessed unicorn, She then spotted Vinyl’s pack of cigarettes. She scooped out the cigarettes with her magic and lit them.

“Hey, Vinyl,” Rarity screamed, “CATCH!” and she flung all of the lit cigarettes towards Vinyl’s face. She blocked some of them, but three made contact. She recoiled and hissed.

“You dumb COW! What are you-” and suddenly stopped when she felt something soft hit her rump. She turned to see the source of the attack. What she saw was a grey earth pony mare quaking in her horseshoes, holding two pillows. Seeing nothing else to do, she proceeded to throw them at Vinyl, both of them bouncing ineffectually off of her face.

Vinyl snorted and turned back towards Rarity, who-THWACK!

Rarity had managed to get the sheath back and smack Vinyl in the face with it. Vinyl roared and lunged towards Rarity, sword drawn high when-WHUMP!

Vinyl was knocked out cold by a white couch hitting her in the back of the head, the couch landing on her prone form. Rarity glared at Octavia, who was fiddling her hooves nervously.

“Whatever did you do that for, Octavia? You could have killed the poor mare!”

“I…ran out of pillows?” Octavia offered weakly.

“Well, get it off of her. I’m going to check if she’s still alive,” Octavia proceeded to lift the couch off of Vinyl’s unconscious body, while Rarity checked for a pulse, “she’s still alive, good. Now, Octavia, you grab the blade-”

“ME?! WHY!?”

“Because I don’t think Vinyl’s guest will possess an earth pony,” she said, standing up. Octavia nervously prodded the sword with a hoof, and sensing nothing particularly evil about it, proceeded to pick it up with her mouth. Rarity picked up Vinyl’s prone form and then they both headed towards the castle.

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Luna was sitting in the throne room, minding her own business, when Rarity holding Vinyl and a grey mare holding a sword in her mouth burst in.

“Princess Luna, do you know how to perform an exorcism?”

Luna raised an eyebrow, “And why would you need me to perform an exorcism?”

“Sephiroth possessed Vinyl through the blade-”

“Say no more,” Luna cut in as her horn flared, casting Vinyl and the blade in a blue glow. Smoke pulled out of Vinyl’s mouth and fused with the sword, which was holding a black glow. Luna then focused harder, expelling the black glow from the sword and sending it heavenward.

“There,” Luna said, visibly strained.

“Oh, thank you thank you thank you!” Octavia cried, before quickly composing herself, “I mean, thank you, Princess Luna. Vinyl is my everything, and I don’t know what I would do without her,” she affected, performing a small bow.

Vinyl then groaned, and sat up on her haunches, “What happened? And as for that, where am I?” she said, looking around, “I need a cigarette…”

Rarity opened her mouth to object, when Octavia pulled out a pack from her saddlebag and tossed it towards Vinyl, who hungrily snatched it with her magic. She proceeded to open it, pulling out a cigarette, lighting it, and took a long drag of it, exhaling a thick plume of smoke.

Rarity’s mouth gaped open in shock, “Are you smoking in the Throne Room of Canterlot Castle?!”

Vinyl took another drag of her cigarette, looked around, and exhaled, “I suppose I am,” she then turned to Princess Luna, pointing towards her cigarette and asked, “Hey, is this cool?”

Luna giggled and replied, “Ordinarily no, Dame Vinyl, but due to recent events, I’ll allow a one time exception,”

Vinyl waved a hoof at Luna, “Thanks, Princess,” and inhaled again as Octavia grasped her in a bear hug, causing Vinyl to blush,

“C’mon Octy, not in front of Royalty! You’ll ruin my Knight cred!”

“On the contrary, Vinyl, having a loved one to share your victories with all but solidifies your, ‘cred’, as it were,” Luna said.

Rarity wrinkled her nose in disgust at the smell of smoke. Still, she couldn’t help but feel warm at the display of affection front of her.

“So I got saved by the damsel in distress then, huh?” Vinyl asked.

“Nothing to be ashamed of, Dame Vinyl,” Octavia said, kissing Vinyl on the cheek.

“Ew! Cooties!” Vinyl shouted, attempting to push Octavia way, failing as her bear hug grew tighter.

“You’ll always be my Knight, Dame Vinyl,” Octavia cooed.

Vinyl glared at Octavia. "And could you quit it with the Dame stuff? It's getting kind of annoying."

Octavia shook her head and giggled. "Titles are important, Dame Vinyl."