“Can I help you?” The white unicorn mare asked me in sort of a tomboyish voice.

“Err, yes, my name is Fiery Strings. I asked the mayor a few moments ago about some job opportunities here in town and she directed me into the direction of your business, saying something about needing a guitarist?” I answered back.

“Ah, great! Come in, come in, please make yourself at home.” She directed me into the house. Just like the outside, the inside of the house was just as modern. Everything looked like it was abstract or something like that. “So, how do you like the place?” I turned around to look at her. She was grinning like some sort of idiot.

“It’s very nice, I’ve never been in a house like this before.” While it was the truth, I acted extra nice for this new person- err, pony, because of the fact that they might be my new roommate soon. “So… I’m guessing you are Ms. Pie?” I thought I’d ask so I could get to know them and get on their good side.

“Nope.” She said, still grinning like an idiot.

“Ms. Scratch?...”

“Yep.” Once again, grinning like an idiot.

“Well Ms. Scratch, I wanted to know what type of instrument you play? What type of music you enjoy?” Trying to strike up a conversation to get to know her better.

“Ooh, already hitting on me huh? I like that, feisty.”

‘Wait, what?’ “Err, I think you’re mistaken Ms. Scratch-“

“Please, just call me Vinyl, or Vinny if it makes you happier.” What is it with her and that grin?

“Vinyl… I was only curious about yourself because I was told that I was to be living here as part of the job… I thought I’d need to know about my roommates and all. Speaking of which, where is Ms. Pie?”

“’Tavi is taking a shower right now as she just woke up, doing work late last night at some fancy smancy party in Canterlot or something. Oh, and don’t call her Ms. Pie to her face, she hates being called that here in Ponyville because she dislikes being associated with Pinkie Pie since they’re sisters and all.”

‘PINKIE PIE! That’s where I heard that name before! That fucking pink menace!’ “I see, I’ll make sure not to call her that then.”

“Yep, so long as you call her Octavia or ‘Tavi like I do, I’m sure she’ll like you. Oh, and to answer your question from before, it’s not so much I play an instrument, as I’m a DJ.”

“Ah, DJing. That must be a nice talent to have.” I acted like I was interested. Though it is true that I’m open to other types of music, Techno and DJing were only alright with me. Though I have to admit that one video one of my ‘friends’ showed me on youtube was that of a DJ called Paul Oaks or something playing a song, in the middle of it, during a part of the lyrics, he shut the song off and pointed at the crowd, in which the crowd finished that portion of the song. Said it was from England or something like that, I don’t know, I was only mildly interested.

Just then a grey pony with a black mane and tail came walking down from the upstairs. I noticed that she had a purple treble clef Cutie Mark and purple eyes when she got closer. “I thought I heard Vinyl talking to somepony down here, who might you be?” The new pony said in a sweet, almost angelic, tone.

“This is Fiery Strings ‘Tavi, he’s going to be our new roommate. So far he seems to be a pretty cool stallion.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you Mr. Strings. I am Octavia. I play the cello in the band I play with, as well as sometimes getting a job in the occasional symphony.”

“It’s very nice to meet you Ms. Octavia.” I said back to her, hoping to make a good first impression, even though I guess I really didn’t care.

“Well, well, you seem to be very well mannered.” She stated.

“Yes, both of my parents taught me very well on how to treat a lady.” I said grinning like an idiot, god I’m such a dork. Really? My parents teaching me how to treat a lady? What bullshit.

“Well Mr. Strings, as Vinyl here has probably told you, we are a business of music. We take requests of ponies who wish to use our talent as entertainment for certain events, such as parties or balls.”

‘So we’re music whores. Great…’

“Which is why I would like for you to show us your talent with your guitar.”

“…I’m sorry, what?”

“You can play the guitar that’s strapped to your back, can you not?” She looked doubtful as if I couldn’t play it at all.

“Of course I can play it, I just thought you had said something else there for a moment.”

“If it makes it any better Fiery, I thought she said she liked making pickled beets for a moment as well.” Vinyl said to me with that same grin, trying to help me in the current situation, which ended with her getting an angry glare from Octavia.

“If you could so kindly come over to the couch over here, you may play any song you wish, so long as it’s appropriate.”

“Oh ‘Tavi, you’re always a stick in the mud, lighten up some would you?” Vinyl said to the grey mare.

“Well sorry for trying to make sure he doesn’t play anything that would upset our clients.”

“Upset our clients? How do you know what his clients would want? Just because you’re clients are a bunch of stuck-up snobs doesn’t mean everyone is. Have you even been to the club lately ‘Tavi? The ponies in there dance to some of the most raunchiest things I’ve ever heard. And that’s when I’m NOT at the turntable!”

I had coughed to get their attention. They both turned to look at me. Octavia was the one who spoke up. “I’m terribly sorry Fiery. Sometimes Vinyl here knows how to push my buttons.” It was then that Vinyl jokingly told Octavia that she loved her, which got another angry glare from her. “We usually don’t act this way, so please, if you could.” She motioned for the couch to where she wanted me to sit and play. I nodded indicating I got what she meant and started for the couch.

Before I sat down on the couch, I got the guitar off my back and slung it around my neck, then propped up on the couch in a sitting manner to play the guitar. ‘Alright Joseph, this is your first time playing the guitar as a pony, so don’t fuck it up. You can still feel your fingers through the hoof which is good, just play it like you would as a human and everything will go fine.’ I kept telling myself this trying to calm myself down. This, of course, backfired. By telling myself I needed to calm down, I actually ended up panicking even more as the seconds went by.

Octavia sat in a chair across from me while Vinyl cuddled up next to me before being yelled at by Octavia and being told to sit in the other chair. Vinyl of course did this, but not until she kissed me on the cheek, screwing with me even more and causing her to get yelled at more from Octavia.

“Not to make you guys feel down or anything, but I’m not exactly the best singer.” I said to them, as if they were expecting me to sing as well.

“That’s quite alright Fiery, I’m sure you’ll do fine, just play your song and we’ll see how you do.” Octavia said to me with a smile, trying to make me feel better.

“Yeah man, just chillax and be cool. We won’t judge you… too harshly that is.” Vinyl said with her signature grin, making Octavia once again give her an angry look.

I was getting ready to play ‘Wish You Were Here’ by the band Pink Floyd, when I suddenly felt something. It was like a surge of energy. I had begun to play the song with no faults. Not only that, but I was singing as well. My singing wasn’t bad either, in fact, it was almost angelic, it was nothing like my singing voice was like before! And if that wasn’t weird enough, around the time the other instruments were suppose to come in, as if on cue, some spectral forms formed around me, playing the instruments in rhythm with me!

After I got done with the song, I had opened my eyes that were closed when I was playing, and I looked at Octavia and Vinyl. Both of them had their jaws on the floor in amazement. Even Vinyl had her purple shades on the ground from falling off where I ended up seeing her crimson eyes. After a few moments I finally asked. “So… How did I do?” I asked sheepishly.

“How did you do? How Did You Do? That was amazing! I’ve never seen anything like it! How did you do the part with summoning the specters playing the other instruments when you’re not even a Unicorn!?” Vinyl asked me in excitement.

“In all honesty… I don’t really know. Right as I was about to play, a surge of energy sorta went into my body, and suddenly I could play amazingly. I had never been able to do that before.” I answered her.

“Well, whatever it was, it was brilliant. I think you’ll do just fine here Fiery.” Octavia said to me with a smile.

Right after she said that, a rumbling came from out of nowhere. We all looked to see where the source of the noise was coming from. It was my stomach. “Eheh, oops. I forgot I haven’t eaten all day today.” It was true, with the whole turning into a pony thing and trying to find a place to work and live in this town, I had forgotten to eat all day. In fact, what do ponies even eat? Hay? Grass?... Meat? God I hope they eat meat.

“Well then, we can fix that right up, I’ll go prepare us lunch.” Octavia got up and started walking to the kitchen when Vinyl called out.

“Aww, but I wanted to make us lunch.”

“No way Vinyl, not with what happened last time.”

“Awww, come on ‘Tavi, you know it was an accident!”

“You tried putting out a grease fire with water! We’re lucky the entire house didn’t burn down!”

I looked back over to Vinyl, expecting some sort of retort to that, but instead I saw her smiling away, knowing she was beat. “Fine ‘Tavi, you can make lunch, but don’t count on making dinner tonight. I’m sure Pinkie Pie found Fiery here when he rolled into town and is setting up a party for him.”

At the very name of Pinkie Pie, Octavia stopped in her tracks and turned to face Vinyl. “We are NOT going to that insane asylum she calls a party! Twice! Twice she has ruin my job opportunity by throwing those monstrosities she calls parties at my work place!”

“Ok then ‘Tavi, if that’s the case, then I’m sure me and Fi-fi (‘Fi-fi?’) here will go to her party and party out all night long. Who knows? Maybe we won’t even return here tonight. Maybe we’ll go to a local hotel to have some ‘Fun’ of our own.” She looked at Octavia with her grin and started to wag her tail, like a dog would if it was happy.

After Vinyl said this, Octavia immediately became red in the face, not from anger, but from embarrassment. “F-fine, I’ll go with you to her stupid party, but ONLY to make sure that you don’t take advantage of Fiery here Vinyl.” With that said, she turned back around and headed back to the kitchen to started to prepare lunch.

‘I’m sorry, but what the fuck just happened?’ “I’m sorry Vinyl, but what just happened there? And what’s with the whole ‘Fi-fi’ thing?”

She turned to look over to me. “Oh, I just like messing with ‘Tavi. As for why she’s mad, her sister Pinkie Pie apparently crashed two of the events that ‘Tavi was working at, one of them being one of the biggest events of the year in Canterlot. As for the whole Fi-fi thing, I decided to call you that ‘cause I like it.” She said to me with her grin.

“Ooookay… that still doesn’t explain this whole party thing that you’re talking about.”

“Oh, that? You met Pinkie Pie when you came into town right? Pink pony with cotton candy like mane and tail and has three balloons for her Cutie Mark?”

“Yeah…”

“Well, she likes welcome parties for new ponies that come into town, and although it’s suppose to be a secret, I guess I let the cat out of the bag, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess so, but whoever said I was going to that party? I mean, are they even going to have any booze there to drink? Are there going to be any girls I can pick up there?” ‘Wait, why the fuck do I care about female ponies? Am I some sort of furry or sick bastard now that I’m in this form? ‘Cause if so then that fucking sucks.’

“What? Am I not good enough for you?” Vinyl said to me, then immediately began to cry.

‘What the fuck?’ “No, no, I didn’t mean that at all, forget I said that.”

She immediately stopped crying and looked up at me, faked it, should of known. “Hehe, sorry Fiery, just having some fun messing with you ‘At my fucking expense she is’. And for your question, yeah, there’s probably going to be booze there. Wouldn’t be a party without any type of alcohol there now would it?”

“I guess not…”

After talking some more about each other (I had to lie to Vinyl about most of it.), Octavia had called us for lunch. When I sat down at the table they had, there on my plate was a lettuce, tomato, and cooked dandelion sandwich. That’s right, not bacon, but fucking cooked dandelions. Octavia looked over at me and noticed I wasn’t eating. “What’s the matter Fiery? Do you not like LTD sandwiches?”

‘They call these monstrosities LTD sandwiches!?’ “Um, not at all Octavia, I was only admiring your work making it.” I said with a grin, but inside I could feel my stomach churn from looking at it, why wasn’t there any god damn bacon on it!?

“You’re so kind Fiery, but really, it’s just a LTD sandwich, nothing to it really. Just some bread, lettuce, tomato, and some cooked dandelions. Now eat up, otherwise it’ll get cold.” She looked at me smiling, worrying about me when we just met about an hour ago.

I hesitantly picked up the sandwich with my hooves and brought it to my mouth. I gulped and slowly opened my mouth. I put part of the sandwich in my mouth and bit down on it. I started biting the sandwich bit and… it was good! I don’t know if these dandelions are somehow some freaky super dandelions or if it’s because I was a pony but the sandwich was good! ‘Don’t knock it until you try it I guess.’

I ate the rest of my sandwich when Vinyl decided to speak up. “So Fiery, where did you come from before you came here to Ponyville? I was from Manehatten.”

I nearly spat out the water I was drinking to wash the rest of the sandwich down with when she asked, luckily I didn’t. “Where did I come from? Uh…” ‘Come on Joseph! Think you fucking moron! Why didn’t you think of these things before you got to this god damn town!’ “Where did I come from, yes… Well, I came from…” They were looking at me then to each other then back to me, like they were sensing I was trying to make up a place. “I came from… Manehatten as well… the west side of the town…”

“Really? The west side? Isn’t that like the really rich part of town? Where like the super rich stay at?”

‘Fuck! Nice going Joseph.’ “Err, yes, both of my parents are CEO’s of one of the banks in Manehatten.” ‘Yeah, like I wish that was true.’ “I grew up there until I was about 18, then I went to college to learn more about music…” I said while looking around trying to divert my eyes away from theirs.

“Well then, you must have grown up nicely, I hope we can meet them someday.” Octavia said out loud. ‘Meet them? I barely fucking know you! Not to mention the whole me lying part cause I’m really a human from Earth and I got transported here by unknown means. Yep, fuck my life.’

We spent the entire rest of the day talking about each other while we waited to go to Pinkie Pie’s party.

Hey Guys, there’s chapter 2. Sorry to cut it off there but I thought I should do an entire chapter with just the party and such and Joseph meeting the mane 6 and such. For any of those wondering, the DJ Joseph is talking about when he talks about the youtube video is named Paul Oakenfold, and the song that he was talking about was Silence. Look up Paul Oakenfold Creamfields 2000 Silence and it should be the 2nd video if you want to hear him basically play the song and then have the fans finish the verse, it’s pretty badass. I’d also like to thank Wheller for giving me the idea for Vinyl’s personality, minus the whole backstory. Well, see ya next chapter.