I woke up to a loud springy pop. "Oh fuck!" I flung my arms out and tried to block the blinding light from overhead. "Whau?"

"Toast." Vinyl stormed over and carefully levitated a piece of lightly browned toast against my chest. "Here." She added a small pink tablet atop the toast. "Take that and you'll skip the hangover."

I rubbed my head and looked around. I was in some sort of large beige room, walls decorated with bright posters of the DJ herself. "Oh...where am I?" I grabbed my head and put my free hand against the toast on my chest. "What happened?"

Vinyl shoved my legs back into the couch and hopped up. She had a piece of toast hanging from her mouth as she sat on my shins. "You asked me out-" She chomped down the toast rather quickly, "-you got pretty fucked up. So I brought you here." She raised her hoof up and waved it around the room. "Welcome...to my living room." She pointed to a large black TV hanging on the wall, and a load of record stacks sat against the wall to my right. "I've got an X-Box, I've got a TV, yet I can't freaking figure it out." She huffed and put her hoof against her thigh.

I looked around, a soft thud came from a small stereo in the wall. I could recognize the music, it was from another DJ. It was from me. "Ugh god." I sat upright and took the pill. The toast followed roughly after with a few loud crunches. "Mmh, thank you." I savored the slightly our flavor of the bread and the rich taste of butter. "Would not have been a good time without it."

Vinyl nodded. "Oh trust me, you were like...super fucked." She laughed tiredly. "You've gotta tell me what was really in those shots, because I only had that one and I felt kinda wuuurble."

"Elk...blood." I pulled my legs out from under the white mare's cushy ass and sat right on the couch. "Murky red dark death." I rubbed my temple with my palm and sighed heavily. "Wait...your house." I looked around again. The complete drabness of the room sent a jolt through my already pounding head. "Seems like I thought it would have been more colorful."

Vinyl shook her head slowly. "No.... I always end up hungover in here, so I went with some light colors...." She leaned back into the couch and sighed contently. "No, this is my calm room. My happy place." She smiled softly. "Should see my room if you think this is me normally." She snickered softly and rubbed her eyes. "That place is a mess though."

I hummed softly and looked down at her. "We didn't--"

"Nope." She looked up at me with a smile. "I brought you here, tossed you against the couch, and you knocked out like a busted light."

I grunted. "I may have overdone it last night."

"Powerbombed jaeger and cough syrup." Vinyl closed her eyes. "I'm surprised you're awake right now."

I scratched my head, a few blonde hairs came off as I did. "I said I could keep up. And then...well, I'm sure I was charming as ever."

Vinyl laughed. "You were pretty straight up. Usually most ponies are too scared to ask me."

I nodded. "Most of them are fans, yes?"

Vinyl nodded. "Mostly. I make a rule about not dating other DJs. So, yeah, mostly fans or ponies like that creep I ditched in your shop." She laughed and grew a rather heavy frown. "Dear Celestia I hope he tripped and bashed his teeth on the sidewalk."

"That bad?" I asked as I stood. "And no DJs? I'd think that'd be who you were friends with."

Vinyl lifted her hoof and made an iffy face. "Ehhh, I mean...I'm friends with some DJs, but it'd be weird if I started dating one and we had a show later. We'd bang, then later I'd have to talk some shit about them and it'd get weird.... And yeah"- Vinyl looked up at me, locking eyes, -"that bad." She stayed staring at me for a bit. "Dear Celestia you have pretty eyes....." She sighed softly.

I rubbed my face. "Well, they distract from the rest of this mess." I looked down at myself and laughed. "Thin and pale aren't really the most attractive features, I kno--" I stopped myself and stared straight ahead.

Vinyl grunted loudly. "Mmmhhmm."

I licked the back of my teeth and coughed. "For...humans...." I laughed nervously and leaned back into the couch. "I meant for human...men...." I turned to look at her, she was looking dead ahead, idly chewing her toast with a bored expression across her lips. "Besides, you're not pale, you're just white."

Vinyl leaned towards me. "Go ahead, look at my skin."

I rubbed my head and looked at her as she offered up her chest. "Huh?"

Vinyl smiled at me and puffed her chest out. "Go on, look at my skin. Pale as a ghost!"

I put my hands on her chest and spread her coat. I could barely see, but she had a super milky complexion sitting under her coat. "God, you're just a sheet aren't you?"

"As a ghost my pony, as a ghost." She laughed and nuzzled my hand with her chest. "Having fun there?"

I looked her dead on and smiled. "A little." I slid my hand around her neck and pulled her towards me. I kissed the base of her horn. She let out a small grunt as a few sparks shot off and fizzled against the couch.

Vinyl pulled back and fixed her mane. "Getting brave."

I leaned back into my side of the couch. "Better brave than a pussy."

Vinyl started to snicker. She covered her mouth with a hoof. "No joke."

I looked up to the speaker quietly sending out one of my remixes. "So...you wouldn't date another DJ, but you listen to their music?"

Vinyl cocked her head. She looked over to the speaker and huffed. "Oh, that guy." She shook her head and stood up. "I have this stuff on a loop. Most of it it's fine, but that guy's just a douche." She shook her head hard and walked over to a small radio setup in the corner of the room. "Stupid mutt."

I rubbed my neck. "You don't like DJ COss?"

Vinyl huffed. "He's just a douche! He's a dog person too, so I mean.... I just don't like him." She walked back to me and shook her head. "Music is way too violent too. Too much synth."

I looked at my feet. "Hmm, I don't mind it."

Vinyl shrugged. "Eh.... Diamond Dogs are gross anyways." She shook her head. "Fuzzy little shitbirds."

I felt my heart twist as she spoke about me. "Hmm." I'd take a special drink before going to bed and the next morning I'd be the slick talking DJ dog, and here she was laying down some rather rough words. "I guess."

Vinyl sighed. "I don't know. I heard he's not a bad person, but he's still just a dog." She looked up at me with a smile. "I'm not a pony purist...just for the record."

"Just not a fan of dogs." I rubbed my shoulder.

Vinyl frowned hard and looked down at her hooves. "Hmm, sorry. You a fan of his?"

I sighed and stretched my arm. "There aren't many Equestrian DJs I don't like."

Vinyl's smile peeked back around the corner of her mouth. "Hey... so, I don't know if you remember, but...." She slid off the couch and walked towards the TV set up before us. "I got this box thingy, I haven't even plugged it in yet, figured I'd ask you since you probably know about it." She levitated an X-Box out from the cabinet the TV was sitting on and set it on the floor. "You think you can help me set it up?"

I stood up and walked over. I looked it over and found the cords still bundled and taped to the sides. "Um, I never really had one." I looked at the cords and put the pieces together in my head. "I had a friend in Polska that had one." I found the places to plug it in and set it upright. "Do you even know how to play this?"

Vinyl laughed. "I thought you might, I figured I'd sit in your lap and you'd teach me." I took the cords and looked behind the TV. "Unless you're all bashful and you'd get a boner."

I grunted. "Bashful? I slammed Jager, I asked you honestly if you wanted to go out with me, I don't think I'm bashful." I plugged in the machine and stepped back next to Vinyl. "Now the second thing, I can't make any promises."

Vinyl laughed softly. "See how long you can keep up the brave face before it comes back to bite you." She walked up to the machine and pressed the button to start it. "Hey, so...." She pressed her hoof against my foot. "Doing anything tomorrow? I'm off set and that douchebag D-Dog is gonna be playing so I'll be free all day."

I hummed. "I really can't. I've got work and I'll be out of town." I scratched my arm as the TV came to life, some pony romance show blared from the massive TV. "Oh...are there actually shows on?"

Vinyl scrambled back to the couch and started laughing. "Yeah! Yeah! Just--"

I watched the TV, the show slowly grew worse as the mare on the screen turned away, her tail raised high. "Oh...this isn't--"

"Hey! Yo! Look!" Vinyl tried to pull my attention away from the porn. "Gray man! Come on!"

I laughed softly and watched the awkwardly slow movements as the stallion reached towards the mare's backside. "Hmm, so, TV porn is legal?"

Vinyl stopped her scrounging and walked up next to me. "Yeah...." She sat down next to me. "You're not weirded out?"

I looked down to her. "Vinyl, I might not know you that well on a personal level, but this doesn't surprise me." I pointed to the TV. "This is actually more tame than I thought it would be."

Vinyl shook her head. "I guess. It's really nice though, like normally you'd have to go buy a magazine or go to a strip club. Humans pop up and suddenly I have this porn box! And it's not just porn!" She laughed softly. "Oh man...I do love this thing. Paying for it kinda sucks, but eh...."

I scratched my head. "Do you pay for electricity?"

Vinyl looked up at me with a confused look. "Um, no. I mean for the shows, yeah."

I put my hands in my pockets as the stallion on TV was giving out some sub-par cunnilingus. "Hmm. You ever wonder where you ponies get elec--"

"Dragon powered, magic powered, or pegasus powered. Boiling water, turning magic into power, or wind turbines, mang." Vinyl walked up to the TV and pressed a button. The porn flashed away, replaced with the X-Box dashboard. "Now you gonna help me figure this out or not?"

I shrugged. "Sure, but you need a game for it."

Vinyl pursed her lips. "What?"

"You need a game to put into it." I laughed and rubbed my chin. "Did you not--"

"Whelp." Vinyl stomped her hoof. "You wanna go to the park or something?"

I smiled and shrugged. "We'll go buy you some games. The store has been good to me and I've got some money to spend."

Vinyl grumbled to herself and slapped me ass with her tail. "Fine.... Gotta get something fun though. And not those ponified rip-offs. I've seen them, and they look cheesey as balls."

I reached down and scratched Vinyl's back. "They'll figure it out. Ponies in tech fields is gonna be weird, but DJs are pulling the wagon forward, right?"

Vinyl nodded and stomped her hoof. "Heck yeah! Now, come on let's go pick up some fun!" She turned to face the door. "...Hey so, you're not free tomorrow, what about the next day?"

I scratched my head. "I should be free all day, no work on the Sundays and Fridays."

Vinyl nodded. "You wanna go to a strip club that day?"

I stared at her, my body tensing up slightly at her words. "Hmm, you preforming?"

Vinyl smiled and pulled her glasses from a table by the door. "Smart ass, and that depends. Should bring some paper notes, just in case."

I walked towards her. "Should I pay if you're the one asking for more?"

Vinyl scoffed and flipped her mane. "Oh please, get over yourself."

"I will, whenever you get over it first."

Vinyl whipped her tail. "Gonna get bucked man, just right in the balls." She kicked a leg back. "Bam."

"Oh I'm sure." I walked up and held the door for her. "But yes, it sounds like fun. I'll meet you here whenever I--"

"We'll figure it out later." Vinyl slipped out into the next room. "Now come on, you're human you can help me pick some good stuff from the import shop."