Author's Notes:

Some of you will kill me for this, that I am aware off.
I just couldn't hold myself.
This chapter got great influence from 'Sweet Sweets'
Some of you also called me up on my way how I change Octavia over the time.
You say it's too rushed.
Seriously? I'm in the same kind of relationship, and it's possible. (Meh, it developed, but it was the same)
But, again, let me remind you that I write my stories how I want
And now have fun

It had been hours since they had left Sassaflash’s place and went home, yet Vinyl hadn’t moved from the couch. When they got home, she had flopped down on her back and played with something that looked like a broken lever that somepony had scribbled something upon.

“Vinyl?”

No answer. The unicorn still played with the strange object, flicking it around in her magic, analysing it from every side.

“Vi, I’m sorry,” Octavia mumbled.

“I know you are,” Vinyl snorted. “It’s just a bit late now.”

“I just thought we could talk it out. It was never my plan to have it end like this. I never wanted to ruin your friendship with her,” the grey mare whispered.

Vinyl sighed, “I know it, Tavi. But I warned you. I told you what would likely happen, but you ignored me. We could’ve avoided this whole banter.”

“Banter? Who are you and what did you do to Vinyl?” Octavia raised an eyebrow.

“You’re rubbing off on me.”

Octavia smiled before shifting closer. “Like that?” she asked, purred nearly with a blush and gently cuddled against Vinyl.

“Mhh, I can live with that, no complaints here,” Vinyl smiled.

“Oh, you!” the grey mare complained teasingly before stopping at a soppy lick Vinyl gave her straight over her nose. “Eww, gross!”

“What? Being licked by your marefriend is gross? I’ll give you gross!” Vinyl stated before pulling Octavia into a hug, starting to give her a load of very wet and sloppy licks all over the muzzle, making her giggle uncontrollably—much to her amusement.

“S-stop, please, Vi!” Octavia tried to contain her laughter, but barely managed to.

“Mhhh, nope,” came the teasing reply, but the licks soon turned into soft, small kisses until finally, she pulled her beautiful marefriend closer and lips met, tongues meeting for a delicious and passionately dance.

“Wasn’t it worth this?” Vinyl asked with a smug grin as they broke.

“Maybe…”

“Maybe? So, I should kick it up a notch? Sure thing babe!” The white unicorn growled before leaning her weight into her marefriend and starting anew with kisses, this time longer and deeper, eliciting soft moans from the grey cellist.

Moments passed and they only broke for the need of air.

“Better?”

“Very much so,” Octavia smiled gently. “Again, I’m sorry that I ruined your relationship with Sassaflash.”

Vinyl sighed before gently nuzzling Octavia’s muzzle. “It’s not your fault, Tavi. She chose that path and didn’t stop. For me it never was a real decision. I already knew I would send her to Tartarus for you.”

“It’s still not easy.”

“It’s not,” Vinyl agreed before flicking the object from before in her magic again.

“Vi, what is this? This looks like one of the levers from your machines,” Octavia said, looking at the strange object.

“It is. From my first pro set I ever had, and at the same time, the first I played with Sassaflash. We put it up so much it broke. Each one of us got a lever with a signature from each other.” Vinyl paused and a single tear made it’s way down her muzzle. “No matter how much I tell myself that she deserves it, it hurts, and I miss her.”

The tear never hit the ground. Before it could drop from her muzzle, Octavia nuzzled her gently, wiping the tear away before planting a soft kiss on the wet spot. “This is normal, you two shared so many memories together, nopony could ever tell you it shouldn’t hurt..”

“I would,” Vinyl sniffled, “love to fill my head with new ones. Ones with just us.,” Vinyl smiled.

“And we will, we will have great memories of just the two of us, doing all sorts of things.”

“Oh really?” Vinyl’s eyebrows going up and down signaled what types of memories she wanted to make.

Octavia just blushed at that. “Yes, those types too. But also memories of us being together, walking through the park, sitting on the beach. Practicing together.”

“Those…” Vinyl was about to say ‘sound boring’ but honestly, they didn’t, something that surprised her as much as it would anypony else. “Sound like fun.”

“They do.” Octavia said, meeting Vinyl smile for smile. But it was hers that fell off first. “Again, I’m sorry for… that.”

“Tavi, shut it. Yes, I may have told you it would happen like that, but it wasn’t your fault. She started it. Again,” Vinyl looked down. “I just don’t know what I should do about the club now. Neon will be pissed.”

“It’ll get you in trouble?”

“I think so. Neon told me to leave her be. If she leaves, we’re doomed. Nopony can do the wiring like Sassaflash.”

Octavia’s ears dropped flat. “I’m sorry!”

“It’s okay,” Vinyl nuzzled her gently. “I’ll talk with Neon tomorrow, maybe we can sort it somehow.”

Octavia’s muzzle turned from Vinyl to the ground. Vinyl sighed and pressed hers against Octavia’s. The white unicorn purred a little, causing Octavia to chuckle a little at the action. When she finally looked up, VInyl pressed her lips against Octavia’s.

It wasn’t a deep kiss, it wasn’t full of lust, desire, or anything like that.It conveyed something more powerful than physical lust. It conveyed a sense of caring.

When Vinyl broke the kiss, Octavia was left speechless. She blushed a little at the white mare. “Listen,” Vinyl started, “her actions are her own. You had good intentions, and a big heart. That she went and made a bitch of herself isn’t your fault.”

“Yeah, but—”

“No buts, this was coming for a while.”

Octavia nodded at that. But there was one thing she couldn’t let go of that easy. “Vinyl… I think she was crying when we left.”

Vinyl went serious at that. “I know, I heard. I think she realized that I was gone.”

“But I mean it’s not like she’s alone, she has Cloudkicker.”

Vinyl laughed a little, and then felt bad at the look Octavia gave her. “Tavi, that was a booty call, that’s it.”

“A booty call?”

“They hooked up for sex. It feels great, so some—like myself—hooked up without any strings attached.”

“Well,” Octavia said, bringing her head back a little in disgust.

“Oh relax, my love. Those days are long over for me. You’re the only flank I want.”

“It is still somehow disgusting to know you had only Celestia knows how many other mares in bed,” Octavia wrinkled her nose.

“Not really that many. Besides, I told you that you are the real first for me. I love you!” Vinyl replied.

“Just to get me into bed,” Octavia said.

When Vinyl heard the words, she was at first taken aback by that. She thought Octavia really felt that way. But before she replied, she saw a mischievous glint in the earth pony’s lavender eyes. At that she smiled. “Yep, totally. Longest ploy yet, but so worth it.”

“Ah ha! I knew it, you just love me for my body!” Octavia replied.

“Well, it is a sexy body,” Vinyl said with a laugh as she crouched down and stuck her flank up in the air.

Octavia saw the pounce position and started backing up. “Vinyl, what are you doing?”

“Getting me some of that flank!” Vinyl said in a purr-growl.

Octavia laughed as she ran to the side, just in time to avoid Vinyl’s jump.

“Stay here! I want that sexy, grey flank of yours!” Vinyl growled and set for a chase.

“You should work for it!” Octavia giggled before running away with a shriek as Vinyl settled for her next pounce.

Octavia saw it coming a mile away, she giggled and made to get away, but went far slower than was necessary. Vinyl pounced on her and they both went tumbling over, only stopping when they hit a wall. Octavia ended up on top, staring down into the ruby eyes of her love. “Why Miss Vinyl. If I didn’t know better I’d say you planned this.”

“Nah, you know I’d much prefer to be on top,” Vinyl said with a laugh.

“Oh really?” Octavia asked with a smile as he ran her hoof through her love’s messy mane. “Too bad your strong marefriend is on top now.”

“Wouldn’t call that bad,” Vinyl grinned knowingly with an eye waggle.

“And why is that?”

“I don’t need my hooves to do anything to you,” Vinyl smirked as her horn glowed and Octavia shrieked as suddenly something gently pinched her right flank.

“Vinyl!” Octavia complained with a smile.

“Hey, if you were your marefriend, you’d pinch your flank too.”

Octavia huffed at that. “I don’t need to be my marefriend. That’s why I have you.”

Vinyl raised her hooves and placed them around Octavia’s neck. “You got that right.”

The two kissed again, and again after that. Lavender eyes met ruby as they never broke eye contact save to blink. However when Vinyl’s hooves start to move their way down Octavia’s side, the mare grinned and pulled herself back and off Vinyl.

“Seriously?” Vinyl asked in disbelief.

Octavia was about to give a joking answer, but as she saw that Vinyl took it seriously, she gently rubbed herself on Vinyl’s coat. “Save this for later.”

“Promise?”

The grey mare stopped at that, but finally whispered, “Promise,” her cheeks sporting a healthy blush. “But, in the meantime, I think I’d like something sweet.”

“I thought I was sweet?” Vinyl asked playfully.

Octavia laughed. “The sweetest. But I’m thinking something a bit more… safe to eat in public.”

“I think we’re tapped out, here,” Vinyl said, remembering that she had raided the last of the sweets the other night and earning a momentary frown from Octavia.

“We can go visit Bon Bon in her sweet shop,” Octavia said smiling.

“She’s got a sweet shop?!” Vinyl asked, a grin on her muzzle.

“You’ve never talked to them in all the time they’ve been your neighbours? Shame on you!” Octavia declared playfully. “In that case, let’s go and see if Bon Bon got some sour drops for you.”

“Nah, I like my sweets sweet, just like you,” Vinyl purred.

“Vinyl…” Octavia started before shaking her head. “You are unique. Stay that way, my love.”

“I got no plans on changing myself,” the white unicorn chuckled before jumping to her hooves. “So where is that sweet shop?”

“Downtown, just a few minutes by hoof.”

“First you make me hot and then refuse to give me your hot flank, and now you even make me work for my sweets! I don’t know if I should kiss or slap you,” Vinyl chuckled.

Octavia winked. “I prefer the first one, now move that flank or it’ll get chubby!” She marked the last part of her sentence with a quick slap upon Vinyl’s flank.

Vinyl playfully yelped and started moving quicker. Right to the door. Octavia grinned as she saw Vinyl open the door with her magic and stand to the side, letting her out first.

“Oh, such a kind mare,” Octavia said with a smile.

“Only for my lady,” Vinyl replied back, grinning.

As Octavia walked outside, she couldn't help but glance over in the direction of Sassaflash’s apartment. I was the one that pushed her to go talk to her. She warned me that it would end poorly and I fought against it. I will make things right, somehow…

Her thoughts were interrupted when Vinyl once more used her magic to pinch Octavia’s flank.

“Hey!” She shouted.

“Sorry, it’s just so juicy I had to do it,” Vinyl said, laughing a bit.

“Juicy? Are you calling me fat?” Octavia asked disbelievingly.

“Nah, it’s perfect,” Vinyl replied playfully.

“I thought so,” the grey mare huffed and stuck her nose up high.

“Pppwease! Don’t gimme the prude,” Vinyl laughed, rolling onto the floor.

“Vinyl! Ponies are starting to look. Get up and to my side where you belong!” Octavia hissed.

The white mare stopped quickly and stepped up to her mare, letting her lead to their destination.

Vinyl grinned as she walked coat-to-coat with Octavia. She couldn’t help but remember a time when Octavia refused even this, afraid to be seen together like this in public. And now? Now she had practically demanded it.

Not that she had to. After all, there was no place else Vinyl would rather be.

“Hey, Tavi?” Vinyl said, her voice a lot lower than it had been before.

“Yes?” Octavia asked.

“Don’t blame yourself for Sassa... That’s on me for what I did to her, not you. I’m just happy that she didn’t try and hurt you.”

“Other than kiss me you mean?”

“Yeah… I still owe the tooth pony a few teeth for that one,” Vinyl said with a growl.

“Don’t get too rough Vinyl. She just hit me with her wing and the kiss is not worth getting into trouble with the guards over,” Octavia hummed. “And besides, the kiss was strange. It felt empty and dull, so much different than with you.”

Vinyl looked at her. She had meant a witty retort, but oddly, that did make her feel better in a strange way. “Thanks.”

“Anytime. But for now, let’s get some sweets!” Octavia said.

Vinyl blinked three times before realizing that they were there. “Oh, look at that,” she said with a laugh as she followed Octavia into the shop.

The shop itself didn’t look like much on the outside. It was an unadorned, grey-brick building that had suffered under years of rain and wind. The only noticeable marking on it was a sign in the window that said in big bold letters ‘Bon Bon’s Sweets’.

Yet, when Vinyl walked inside, it was almost like walking into a different world. The inside was white with green trimming, no doubt in recognition of Bon Bon’s marefriend Lyra. The walls looked freshly washed or painted, Vinyl couldn’t place her hoof on which. And the chairs and tables looked much the same. The place looked homely and fun. So much so she was amazed that she hadn’t visited this place sooner.

Before she could comment, a voice rang out. “Vinyl, Octavia, welcome!”

Vinyl’s head snapped forward just in time to see Bon Bon walk around the counter and hug Octavia. “It’s been far too long since you’ve been in here.”

“Yes, well, Vinyl finished off my secret stash.” Octavi said with a laugh.

“Hey, they were tasty! Maybe even better than you,” Vinyl said teasingly.

“Oh please,” Octavia said with a roll of her eyes and a huffed up muzzle.

“Tavi, you know I’m—”

“We both know I’m far more tasty.”

Vinyl and Bon Bon’s jaws dropped at that.

“Well, maybe we should make a stash of you then,” Bon Bon thought loudly.

“A stash of me?” Octavia asked. “What do you mean with that.”

“Nothing at all!” Lyra chimed in as she walked in. “Bonny was just joking.”

Vinyl just raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t sound like nothing.”

“Lyra. Why not let them help?” Bon Bon asked.

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s personal!” Lyra scolded before sighing at Bon Bon’s puppy stare. “That’s not going to work, Bonny.”

Octavia smiled as she leaned into Vinyl, much to her surprise, but the unicorn nuzzled her gently as they watched the two mares fight silently in front of them. It was already clear that Lyra would loose as her scowl slowly changed to an undefinable expression.

“I think Octavia cookies would be delicious!” Vinyl chimed in.

“You weren’t asked!” Lyra replied without breaking eye contact with her marefriend.

“Lyra, see? They’re into it.”

“Bonnie, she thinks it’s Octavia ‘shaped’ cookies.”

“Wait, what is it then?” Vinyl asked, suddenly very interested

Lyra’s green coat turned a shade of pink at that.

While her marefriend was blushing uncontrollably, Bon Bon spoke up. “Let’s just say, our special ingredient is personally added by the participant.

Vinyl and Octavia stared at each other, confused. But then, Vinyl’s eyes grew wide as it dawned on her. “Oh yes! We’re taking a batch of Octavia’s cookies!”

“Vinyl?” Octavia asked, confused.

“Tavi, love, you’re going to love this,” Vinyl practically purred into her ear.

“How the heck did she figure this out so quickly?” Lyra asked Bon Bon, her jaw dropping.

“What are you all talking about,” Octavia asked, confused.

“I’ll tell you, only if you promise to do it first,” Vinyl said.

“Vinyl, that is ridiculous, I’m not going to promise to something without knowing what it is first.”

“Tavi, I want this. Please? For me? I’m only asking you to trust me on this, just this one time.” Vinyl peered into Octavia’s lavender eyes, there was a sense of security there, a sense of safety, of longing.

Octavia felt her heart melt, and, even though she was still a little unsure, she closed her eyes and sighed. “Okay, I have a feeling I would not agree if I knew, but this once, I’ll go along.”

“C’mon back,” Bon Bon said with a smile as she opened the door to the back room.

“Wait, we’re really going through with this?” Lyra asked.

“Lyra, dear, you know the customer is always right,” Bon Bon said with a smile.

“At least wait until the shop is closed, damn it!”

Bon Bon smiled at that and walked past the group of ponies to the ‘we’ll be back’ sign. She put the counter to give them forty fives minutes, placed it in the window, and locked the door. “There, should be more than enough time.”

“You’re horrible, you know that?” Lyra asked.

“I know you love it,” Bon Bon said with a sultry smile.

“Celestia help me, I do.”

“So, what now?” Vinyl asked.

“Now, we make love,” Bon Bon grinned.

“Wait, WHAT?!” Octavia asked.

“You promised it,” Vinyl pouted before quickly kissing her. “So roll with it.”

“What do you think the secret ingredient is?” Bon Bon said with a smile.

Octavia looked confused. That is, until a white hoof found it’s way between her hind legs, followed by a wink. “Oh no…” Octavia whispered.

“Oh yes,” Vinyl purred.

“Why do I feel regret and excitement equally?” the grey mare asked with a sigh.

“Because you love Vinyl,” Bon Bon smiled.

Even with the sigh, and the reluctant recognition that she was backed into a corner on this, Octavia looked up at her love. Vinyl was staring right at her, smiling like an idiot. Octavia’s own lips couldn’t help but crack a smile. “I do, Celestia help me I do.”

Vinyl walked up and kissed her. She pressed her lips to Octavia’s, connecting their muzzles. Surprisingly, it was Octavia who parted her mouth and reached out with her tongue. Vinyl was only surprised for a second before she opened her mouth and let in the foreign intruder.

Octavia tasted Vinyl. Her tongue exploring the mare’s mouth before Vinyl’s came to greet her. The two appendages embraced as long lost lovers, an intricate dance playing out in the unicorn’s mouth before Octavia pulled her muzzle away.

Vinyl grinned as she saw a small trail of saliva connecting the two of them before Octavia managed to wipe it away.

“Well, step on up to the table,” Bon Bon said.

They both turned to see that while they had been making out, Bon Bon and Lyra had gotten everything ready. The table was empty with a mixing bowl labeled ‘special’ placed nearby.

“You want me to get on that?” Octavia asked in disbelief.

“How do you think we’ll collect your cum?” Bon Bon asked.

“I…”

“Yes?” Vinyl asked.

“I thought Vinyl just… you know… gathers it up and…”

Lyra and Bon Bon’s jaws dropped while Vinyl grinned madly. “I think I’m going to turn her into a really really hot sex-driven demon.”

“I think you are on your way with this,” Octavia whispered, blushing heavily.

Vinyl kissed her once and then patted her on the flank. Octavia blushed at that but started moving. She got to the table and gave it a good once over before, reluctantly, getting up on it and laying down on her side. “So, is that all I—”

Before she could say another world, Vinyl ran up and jumped up with her. She kissed her gently along her muzzle, peppering her with assurances. Octavia felt the rest of her resistance break upon the actions of her loving unicorn.

“Oh, Vinyl,” Octavia mumbled as her mare went further down, lovingly caressing her neck.

“Just forget that they’re here,” Vinyl whispered. “We’re at home, on the couch, and I promised you a lovely night.”

She could feel it, that everything was alright. Even as Vinyl’s hoof snuck between her hind legs she stayed calm, let it happen. Vinyl’s gaze promised her that she would be safe and cared for, and Octavia lost herself in those beautiful, ruby eyes she loved so much.

The touch grew harder, gently circling over her labia and electing coo after coo from her. Octavia had no idea how much time passed, all she knew was that her marefriend pressed her coat against her, peppering her neck with kisses while her hoof worked over her marehood. It made her wet, it drove her wild. She felt oh so good.

Vinyl kept going, her hooves running over all the good spots that she loved to touch, both on herself and Octavia. Her nose was full of the sent of the bakery, and of her love. The two combined to a glorious smell that she wished she could bottle up and wear the rest of her life.

As her tongue went to town on Octavia's coat, Lyra chirped in, “Remember, you gotta get her juices in the bowl.”

“Oh, you into it now?” Bon Bon said with a smile.

“Well… that is kinda hot, and remember how many times it took us our first try?” Lyra asked with a smile.

“Well… there could be still plenty to improve,” Bon Bon smiled before turning around and lifting her tail.

Vinyl only got barely an eyeful of it, she was too busy caressing her love. That is, until a loud moan turned up and they turned their eyes to Bon Bon and Lyra.

Somehow, she resisted the urge to look, Vinyl’s eyes stayed glued upon Octavia’s face, even as she opened her eyes at that sound. The two just giggled at each other as Vinyl moved down Octavia’s body and to the good spot.

The grey mare’s lower lips were already starting to get engorged. That alone brought a bigger smile to Vinyl’s face. A smile that turned into a frown when she realized that this was going to be harder than she thought. Not making Octavia cum, that was always a pleasure; rather, she’d have to not drink down the tasty tasty juices afterwards.

No wonder Lyra said they had issues.

“Just think about how wonderful the sweets will be later,” Bon Bon’s voice carried over, followed me a long and loud moan. “Oh, sweet Luna, that’s the spot.”

Vinyl smiled at that and dove in. She had no interest in foreplay today, and by the moans from her love, Octavia agreed completely.

Octavia heard Bon Bon’s moans, smelt chocolates and sweat, and she felt Vinyl’s tongue grind up against her marehood. Each lick sent bolts of lightning through her body and to her brain. The grey mare couldn’t even keep her eyes open, she didn’t want to keep them open. The reality of where she was would only ruin the moment, and she simply wanted to enjoy this for everything it was. It felt, smelt, and sounded too good to let common sense ruin it.

Vinyl enjoyed it as well. More than she could ever describe. The love of her life was under her mercy again; under her skilled tongue that worked her over. She wanted to extend this experience, but at the same time she wanted to make her mare cum quickly, to get her sweets as fast as possible.

While Vinyl was torn between fast and slow, Lyra had no such compulsion. They heard Bon Bon moan, loudly, as Lyra caused her mare to cum. Hard.

Vinyl’s ego was seriously heated now. She had no intention of holding back, no intention to slack considering Lyra managed to make her mare cum so quickly. Vinyl set her goal higher. Fill the small bowl with Octavia’s delicious fluids and making her scream twice as loud.

Octavia’s eyes grew wide as she felt Vinyl increase her ministrations. The mare pushed her tongue in as far as it could go, almost as if she was trying to lick her womb. Vinyl gave her three good licks before she lit her horn and added magic to the mix.

Octavia felt herself spread apart. She felt her pussy open as… something forced itself inside. It wasn’t hard, or rough, or even cold. The magical construct was warm, pushing gently but firmly.

It opened her up, filling a hole in her she hadn’t even been aware she had. She felt her body part to make room, her inner walls touched on every side as the magical construct made itself known. “A-a-a-ah,” Octavia cried out, part in pain, but mostly in pleasure.

“Now we’re playing my music,” Vinyl said with a smile as she kept it up. A small benefit of doing it this was was she was able to watch it all. A view to admire, for sure. However her interests in just watching while using her magic were small to begin with, and dropped to zero when she saw that Octavia’s clit was almost fully engorged.

She didn’t even waste a second more on the view. She latched onto the small protruding nub, suckling it gently and eliciting screamed moans from Octavia. Vinyl concentrated completely on her mare, not noticing that Lyra and Bon Bon looked over her shoulder with smiles on their muzzles.

Octavia in the meanwhile had problems keeping her behaviour intact. She was seconds away from exploding, from asking Vinyl to fuck her, to simply ravage her to within an inch of life. She was close, and she wanted her mare to give her everything. Everything she could bring up.

Vinyl smiled as her grey mare started thrashing under her. Doubling her ministrations, Vinyl tightly sucked on Octavia’s clit while thrusting the magic dildo faster in and out, turning the refined mare’s world upside down.

She just screamed, Octavia screamed as loud as she could. Vinyl tried to behave, but she couldn’t do anything but catch the first spurt of juices in her muzzle before pulling away, catching the rest of it in the bowl. True to her intentions, Octavia came pretty hard, filling the bowl quickly with her delicious juices. Far from completely filled, but more than Lyra and Bon Bon had ever achieved in one go.

The grey mare collapsed back on the table, spent and satisfied in equal measure. She had no idea how full the bowl had gotten, and honestly, didn’t really care. Part of her was yelling at her for doing something so uncouth, and in front of others no less, but at that moment, she told that part to jump off a bridge. She would worry about self-reclamation later, right now she just wanted to enjoy the afterglow of Vinyl’s action.

“Not bad, about half full,” she heard Lyra say.

Vinyl’s chuckles followed suit. “We’ll, we’ll just have to keep going.”

Octavia’s eyes popped open as she felt Vinyl’s mouth reattach itself to her now empty pussy. She cannot be serou—

“V-v-v-v-inyl!” Octavia moaned.

Going to be a fun day, Vinyl thought with a grin. Let’s see how long it takes me to fill the bowl.

Two hours later Vinyl opened the door to her house and guided Octavia inside. The mare still had shaky legs and didn’t quite trust herself to walk straight at the moment.

It had taken them forty five minutes to bake the chocolates, and another fifteen to get home. But the sheer number of times Octavia had screamed on that table, Vinyl couldn’t exactly blame her. Besides, if it were up to the DJ, they’d make that a daily occurrence.

With a grin, and a lot of extra weight, Vinyl helped Octavia to the couch. The mare collapsed onto the soft sofa, her hind legs still bowed apart due to a little more soreness than she was used to.

“How are you feeling?” Vinyl asked.

“Like I’m in heaven, but at the same time it could be Tartarus for all I know. I’m going to murder you, Vi. That was insane,” Octavia shook her head before suddenly smiling. “Thank you.”

Vinyl laughed as she walked into the dining room and put the—rather large—box of chocolates upon the table. “Trust me, it’s my pleasure.” At those words she pulled out the first piece and tried one.

Octavia smiled at that as she relaxed upon the couch, her head resting upon a pillow when suddenly she heard, “These are really good! You want one?”

“Sure,” she said and thankfully smiled as Vinyl levitated one over. They were indeed tasty, but a thought overcame her. A thought she would never had some weeks ago. “Next time, we order Vi specials,” she smiled lovingly at her white unicorn.

Vinyl’s grin at that was brighter than the sun.