Three days later

“Do you think he will take long to write back?” Octavia asked, worryingly.

“I don’t think so. Pretty sure he wants to find out why you live here now,” Vinyl replied without breaking concentration with her set.

“I… I may have cut that part out…”

Vinyl looked up. “Which part?”

Octavia winced. “Maybe the part that I’m living with you?”

“Tavi, we talked about this…” Vinyl sighed.

“We also talked about having to talk with Sassaflash, yet you have said nothing in the past three days!”

“I know Tavi, but we talked about letting her calm down.”

“Three days are more than enough, if you ask me, Vi,” Octavia huffed.

Vinyl stopped and stopped the track on her sets. “I think I’ve known her longer than you have. This will end more than badly if we rush things, now please stop. I don’t want to start a fight with you.”

“We’re not fighting?”

“It’s leading to one…”

“The point is, Vinyl, you have not lived up to your end, so don’t lecture me about living up to my end.”

“Sassaflash has to be handled specially.”

“So does my dad,” Octavia replied.

“What the… WHY do you have to bring that up now? I have no problem with that, the only problem here is your… NEED to talk to Sassaflash. I can’t do that too early because I know how it will end if I do!” Vinyl growled.

“This is about putting our pasts behind us, Vinyl. So we can build our future together!”

“With your way of doing that we can forget everything. If we go to Sassaflash now, it will end in tears, bad words, and maybe even blood. Do you really want that?”

“It can’t be that bad,” Octavia objected.

“IT WILL BE. Now cut it out!” Vinyl replied before starting her track again.

Octavia opened her mouth to give a retort, then abruptly shut it and spun on a hoof. She walked back into the kitchen without saying a single world.

Somehow, that simply made Vinyl feel worse. “The silent treatment? Really?”

Octavia said nothing. She simply disappeared around the bend.

Vinyl huffed and went back to her set. If Tavi wants to play that game I can too. She tried to ignore it, to simply go back to what she was doing. Only for her brain to take up nagging her in her head.

She turned up the wubs to the very limit they had agreed upon for the house, hoping that she could put her worries to the side and simply concentrate on what she enjoyed doing.

It didn’t work, at all.

She's getting under my coat way too fast, Vinyl thought with a groan.

Hesitantly, she made her way out of the practice room and into the kitchen, stopping dead in her tracks as she noticed Octavia leaning onto the counter, tears making their way down her muzzle.

“Tavi…” Vinyl whispered, closing the gap and nuzzling her marefriend’s neck gently. “Listen, this is not about me not wanting to, this is about you. I know what Sassaflash can do, is it so hard to understand that I don’t want to lose you because of this?”

Octavia turned, the smallest hint of a smile upon her lips. “You won’t lose me. Not now and never. That is something I can already tell you. The time since we’re together… It’s just wonderful!”

“Alright,” Vinyl sighed. “Let’s eat something and then we’ll visit her. I just hope she still lives there.”

“Thank you,” Octavia mumbled.

“BUT… If I’m going to do that, you’ve got to write your dad and let him know the truth.”

Octavia wiped her tears and looked up at Vinyl with bloodshot eyes. “I-um…”

“You can do it, Tavi. You know how I know you can?”

“How?”

“Because I believe in you.”

“I still… I mean, I do not know… how.”

“Maybe because you’re trying to do it alone.”

“Huh?”

“I think that’s where we went wrong, we both tried to overcome our issues by ourselves. Let’s write the letter, together. Then we’ll mail it, together.”

Octavia blushed and nodded, before frowning. “He will be mad after reading the first and now getting a second with a whole different story.”

“I’m there for you, don’t worry,” Vinyl smiled and nuzzled her gently.

“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of when he comes here,” Octavia laughed nervously.

“It’ll be alright,” Vinyl said before giggling. “Now get out of the way and let your mare cook!”

“I don’t think so.”

“Why?”

“You cook nearly all the time, now it’s my turn,” the cellist smiled gently

“Can I ask you something, Tavi?”

“You just did.”

“Hardy-har. Do you remember your question from three days ago?” Vinyl asked, nervously scrapping with her hoof on the floor.

Octavia froze and nodded.

“Maybe tonight? You rejected me the last few days, over and over,” Vinyl pouted.

Octavia had to admit, Vinyl was pretty cute when she pouted that, but she had denied any further explorations for a good reason. Okay, maybe punishing Vinyl is not a good reason. Besides, I need it as well so I practically cut my own hoof.

“Alright, we will try it,” she smiled before turning her attention to making a proper dinner while Vinyl turned back to her practice-room, squealing loudly.

Vinyl, you’re lucky you’re cute. Octavia thought with a smile.

“You schure we schould go phere?” Vinyl asked for the third time during dinner.

“For the last time, Vi, yes. And stop talking with your mouth full.”

The unicorn gulped audibly. “I still don’t think this is a good idea, but for you… anything.”

“Call me flattered,” Octavia giggled.

“I hope so, flattered!”

“Back to the matter at hoof. Where does Sassaflash lives?”

“Well, my last information was that she got a small apartment across from the market downtown,” Vinyl mumbled.

Octavia smiled. “Vi, we are just gonna talk with her, nothing more. If she can’t accept it or it goes badly then we just let it be, deal?”

“So when she doesn’t accept it we’ll finally let it be?”

“Vinyl, stop.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Well I’m asking you, please. Stop.”

“Fine,” Vinyl mumbled in an ‘only because you asked me’ sort of way.

“What was that?”

“Nothin’”

“I thought so,” Octavia smiled.

“You lucky you’re hot!” Vinyl smirked.

“Excuse ME? Not at dinner, Vi!”

“You didn’t say that at my dinner that night…”

“VI!”

“Sorry,” Vinyl laughed. “Your flank is just hot…”

Octavia blushed before frowning. “You’re just teasing me now, aren’t you?”

“I was actually being serious,” Vinyl grinned back.

“Sometimes you’re unbearable, but I think it’s you being unique, which is why I love you so much,” Octavia replied silently, but with a smile upon her muzzle.

“Glad to hear that,” Vinyl winked before continuing to dive into her food.

They continued to eat in silence, a few loving gazes shared between the two mares before Octavia spoke up again, “What do you think will happen?”

“With Sassa or tonight? Because the latter sends my imagination into some very fun places.”

“And the former?”

Vinyl’s smile faded. “Tavi, Sassaflash is a… passionate mare. I’m worried she’ll attack you; physically, I mean.”

“But you’re there to protect me?”

“Yes, and I always will be,” Vinyl smiled again.

“Ponies are reasonable and logical, I am confident that when we explain things—”

“Yeah, no. Not Sassaflash.” Vinyl interrupted.

Octavia glared at her. “Still, we’re going to make the attempt.”

“Fine,” Vinyl mumbled, “but if—when things go bad, you do what I say, okay? No fighting, or arguing, no nothing. I tell you to run, you run.”

“I do not believe it will come to that.”

“Your belief is immaterial. I want your promise on this, Tavi. If it comes to violence, you will listen to me. No hesitation, no questions, no nothing.”

“That bad?”

Vinyl just looked at her.

Octavia matched her stare for stare until she finally had to give in. “Fine, I promise.”

“Thank you.”

“I am sorry for pushing this so hard with you. But I would not be doing it if I did not feel it was important, I do believe we both need to face our pasts in order to have a future together. In fact—”

Vinyl looked at her strangely as the mare went to a nearby table and started to pull out a quill and scroll. “Going to write that letter now?” Vinyl asked.

“We’re going to write the letter now,” Octavia countered as she gestured for Vinyl to join her.

The white unicorn grinned and walked up to Octavia’s side. She sat down and pressed her coat up to the grey mare’s. Octavia cooed into the touch even as she picked up the quill in her mouth and started to write.

Dear father.

I apologize for the last letter. While I do want to see you and mother, I was not fully truthful with you. This is hard for me to write, as I do not know how you will take the news. But, as you will find out when you get here, there is no reason for me to hide it. Father, I’m not living by myself. I met a wonderful mare and we live together. Her name is Vinyl Scratch and she is a DJ.

I must say she has quickly become my whole world. I do not know how I lived my life before her, or why I was so hesitant to tell you about her.

I hope you will come to like her half as much as I love her. Please note, I tell you this not for your approval, but simply because you deserve to know. Regardless of your feelings on it, I will continue this journey with her to the very end. If this is unacceptable to you, I understand. However if you do wish to meet the mare that won your daughter’s heart, we look forward to having you.

And you if do come, there is an old photo book of mom’s. She knows the one. Please bring it with you, there are a lot of images I’d love to show Vinyl.

Your loving Daughter,

Octavia Philharmonica.

Vinyl smiled at the letter, it was exactly the sort of thing she’d say. “You want to sleep on that before you send it?”

Octavia took on more look at the letter and shook her head no. She folded it up and handed it to Vinyl. “No, I would just change my mind. I do want you to send it for me though.”

“Me?”

“Yes, I Worry I might drop it down a drain—maliciously.”

Vinyl chuckled as she took the letter in her magic and said, “Understood, this actually works well for me, I have a few errands to run in town, so I’ll take it out now.”

“Errands? You're leaving me alone again?” Octavia pouted and Vinyl had to resist the urge to cuddle her down like a filly.

“I have to check on something that might shed some light on our past. I just hope that it’s still there…” Vinyl mumbled.

“Oh… okay,” Octavia said, pouting like a filly that didn’t get any ice cream.

Vinyl chuckled. “You can always come with me.”

Octavia sat up and put on her ‘refined mare veneer’ “Well, since you asked, I guess I don’t have anything else to do today.”

Vinyl found herself laughing at that. She was still laughing as the two grabbed their bags and left their apartment together. “Did I tell you today I love you?”

“About four times.”

“Oh shoot, I need to step up my game. Maybe an I love you wub alarm clock…”

“NO!”

“Alright, back to my plan to show you how much I really love you tonight,” Vinyl giggled.

“Vinyl,” Octavia hissed.

“What?”

“Not out in public!”

“Oh relax, no one cares.”

“Don’t you have any shame?”

“You kidding? I’d shout it from the rooftops if I could.”

“What that you love me?”

“No that I had sex with my marefriend.”

“Vinyl!”

Vinyl responded with a kiss to her cheek. “Relax, I’m just bucking with you. I wouldn’t do something like that for another three or four months.”

“You are incorrigible.”

“Would you want me any other way?” Vinyl asked.

Octavia blushed and grinned. She pushed her own coat that much closer against Vinyl’s. Something that just a week ago, she’d never have even considered doing outside in public. Of course that Octavia was not this Octavia. This Octavia had no such compunction against showing her marefriend how much she loved her. “Never.”

Vinyl pushed herself back against Octavia, enjoying the moment of closeness between them. She wished it could last forever, and not the three seconds it did. But all good things, or so they say anyway. The two walked for a moment in silence after that, not saying a word, not needing to say a word.

However when they reached the post office, Octavia’s demeanor changed slightly. Vinyl looked her over just to make sure she was seeing what she was seeing. Octavia looked, somewhat, scared.

The unicorn took the letter out of her pack. “You okay with this?” she asked.

“Just… do it before I change my mind.”

Should we do it together or should I just do it for her?

“Vinyl, do it. You got five seconds before I rip it into pieces!” The cellist growled.

That answered her question for her. Vinyl walked up the stairs and deposited the letter into the mail drop. The sound of the door closing seemed to echo with a finality. “It’s done,” Vinyl spoke.

She looked back at the grey mare. Octavia looked… relieved. Almost as if by depositing that two ounce letter into the mailbox, she had removed a two ton weight from the mare’s back. Still, she could see some hesitance from Octavia’s face.

“Did… did I do the right thing?” Octavia asked.

Vinyl simply walked down the steps and nuzzled her marefriend muzzle with her own. “You know the answer to that already.”.

“Thank you,” Octavia looked lovingly into her eyes. “For everything.”

“You know there's no need for that,”Vinyl smiled.

“I know Vi, I know,” the grey mare whispered back before kissing Vinyl on her lips, the kiss went deep. She felt herself pressed up against the mare’s lips. Letting the flavor and sensation of Vinyl pushing back cause her to melt, almost as if she was becoming one with her. Like they stopped being two separate ponies and became one, one soul merged from two.

There was a noticeable disappointed in her eyes with Vinyl pulled back, grinning that adorkable grin she’d often wear at the sight of Octavia in pleasure. “I’m glad I could do that for you.”

“I do not think I could have done it without you.”

Vinyl smiled. “You’re stronger than you know, Tavi. I hope one day you’ll see the same mare in the mirror that I do everytime I look at you.”

“I do not believe I will ever see that mare.”

“Then it’s my mission in life to show her to you.”

Octavia blushed as Vinyl nuzzled her one more time. “Now come, let’s go to my safety deposit box.” Vinyl said as she broke contact and started to walk off, forcing Octavia to catch up if she wanted to stay by her marefriend’s side.

She wanted to stay by her marefriend’s side.

“What is in this box anyway?” Octavia asked.

“You want me to spoil the surprise?” Vinyl asked with a smile.

“I'm just curious about it.”

“Well, me too. After all this time I don't exactly remember what exactly was in there, or if it even exists anymore.” Vinyl sighed. “That deposit was from before I lost mom…”

“I doubt that it's gone.” Octavia interjected.

“Not because of the time, but because of Sapphire. After the disaster that one time, she raided everything I had, claiming it as hers to compensate for the damage I caused.”

“You never told me the complete story, Vi,” Octavia nuzzled her.

“In time, in time.”

Octavia smiled and gave her a quick peck. “Take as long as you need, but I do want to hear everything.”

Vinyl frowned at that. “Careful what you wish for, you might regret it.”

Octavia stopped. “Vinyl, I know you have done things in your past that you are not proud of, I’ve already accepted that. But you need to understand that there is nothing you can ever tell me that would make me love you less.”

“You say that—”

“And I mean it.”

Remember that, Tavi. Please remember that. Vinyl thought.

Octavia started walking again, lightly nuzzling Vinyl to show that she was serious. Vinyl cooed into the touch but she didn’t exactly feel it, not the same way as Octavia hoped she did anyway.

“C’mon,” Vinyl said, breaking the silence. “The bank is just two blocks down.”

“Vinyl…”

“Let's go Tavi!”

“VINYL,” Octavia growled, making the mare stop.

“What?”

“What's wrong?”

Vinyl sighed. “If it still exists and explains a bit, I doubt I'll ever forgive myself for forgetting and leaving you behind.”

“Vinyl, you know there’s nothing to forgive. We were different ponies, living different lives. Whatever you think you have done, I do not hold it against you.”

“Do I even deserve you?” Vinyl chuckled.

“I ask myself the same question.”

Vinyl frowned. “Well thank you.”

“No, not like that,” Octavia laughed. “I mean in asking myself if I deserve you too.”

“Oh,” Vinyl blushed. “Alright, we should go.”

Octavia watched her with a frown, one that turned upside down when Vinyl stopped and gestured for her to join her at her side. With a smile Octavia caught up again and they walked together for the last two blocks.

Vinyl whistled when she saw the old bank and they walked up the stairs. “Never thought I’d be back here.”

“Why’s that?”

“Just… never thought I’d want to.”

“So you want to do this just for me?”

“I’d do anything for you,” Vinyl said, kissing her on the check.

“You mean that, don’t you?”

“Of course.”

Octavia smiled as they walked into the bank. The bank itself was only sparsely occupied, most ponies either at work or going about their business. Vinyl walked right up to one of the tellers, her nervousness only kept in check by the mare at her side.

“Can I help you?” the earth pony asked.

“Yes, I, um… I…”

“She would like to gain access to her safe deposit box,” Octavia said, placing a hoof on her marefriend’s.

“Yeah, that,” Vinyl confirmed.

“Name?”

“What?”

“Name?”

“Oh, Vinyl Scratch.”

“Vinyl… Vinyl… Vinyl… Oh here it is, Vinyl Scratch. Yes, please follow me.”

“Um… If I might ask, when was the last time it was accessed?”

The mare paused and went back to her computer. “Hmm… it says here it was last accessed nearly ten years ago.”

“That long… that means… she didn’t…”

“It’s still there?” Octavia asked.

“Yes, it’s still all there.” There was a noticeable joy mixed with apprehension in Vinyl’s voice.

Octavia nudge her one before they both followed the teller into the back room. “Wait here, please.”

Vinyl nodded as the mare went back into the safe and out of their sight.

“So we’re about to see what’s in there.” Octavia said, just for conversation.

“I can’t wait,” Vinyl replied nervously as she took a seat at the table.

Octavia jumped up and joined her. “Me neither.”

“What are you doing?” Vinyl asked confused as the cellist joined her on her chair, rubbing her coat along hers as she tried to find a comfortable place on the chair or her marefriend.

“Uhm… Sorry,” Octavia blushed, trying to make her way to an empty chair, but Vinyl stopped her with her magic, the soft aura pulling her slowly back to her.

“No, don’t,” Vinyl smiled sheepishly.

Octavia just smiled in return, but they were both prevented from any further conversation by the return of the bank trailer. “Here you go, Miss Scratch.”

“Vinyl.”

“Vinyl. I just need your signature on this paper and the password you left”

“Password? That was years ago,” Vinyl groaned.

“I can’t give you the key to it without your password, I’m sorry,” the bank trailer smiled. “I’ll leave you alone for a bit to think about it. Maybe you’ll remember.”

“How the hay am I supposed to remember that after all these years?” Vinyl called out, just to be silenced by Octavia’s soft lips pressed on hers.

“Think about it. It has to be something from that time, so let’s focus on it. Was there anything important you would use as a password? Maybe a location, or a name?”

“I don’t know,” Vinyl sighed. “Maybe my mom?”

“What was her name?”

“Emerald Light.”

“We could ask the bank trailer how many letters are in that word or if there are multiple words in it?” Octavia suggested.

“Good idea!” Excuse me, miss? Could you come back in here?”

“My name is Swift Check, Vinyl,” the mare smiled as she came back. “How can I help you?”

“Could you tell me if the password contains multiple words and how many letters there are, Swift?” Vinyl asked.

“One word of six letters,” Swift Check smiled.

Vinyl hummed. “Six letters…”

“I have no ideas for that,” Octavia huffed.

Vinyl tried to think about everything that was important to her all that years ago. The time she had created this deposit was even before the club, before her big carriere. There was one thing important for her at this time. One thing, and she could see it in front of her eyes.

The grey filly stood in front of her, smiling. Her black hair waving behind her as she turned around, but not before looking back.

“My name is, well, most ponies call me Melody”

“The password is Melody!” Vinyl nearly screamed out.

Swift Check clapped her hooves. “That’s right,” she exclaimed before pulling out a small key. “Here, now I just need a signature and the box is yours!”

As Vinyl hurriedly signed for the box, Octavia found herself unable to stop smiling. I can not believe that she would use Melody as her password. Vinyl, you never cease to amaze me.

As soon as she had placed her signature, Vinyl quickly put the key in, unlocking and then opening the box. The inside was covered with red silk, with four different objects inside. The first one looked like a big hoof-ring with an emerald on it. The second object was a small, natural gemstone Octavia found curiously familiar. Next to it was a small book, ‘School’ written in big letters on it. The last object was a big album, Octavia figured that it was Vinyl’s old photo album with pictures of her school time and her family.

“Wow… I’d have never guessed that this was in here,” Vinyl whispered as she pulled the hoof-ring out.

“What is it?” Octavia asked.

“That's… that’s my mother’s wedding ring.”

“Don’t unicorns normally got smaller ones for their horns?” Octavia was confused.

“My mom was an old traditionalist. Since my father was a earth pony, my mom decided to keep their rings similar, so she told him to get her a hoof ring and not a horn ring,” Vinyl chuckled.

Octavia smiled. “She sounds like a wonderful mom.”

Vinyl smiled. “She was… she was.”

Octavia smiled as she looked at the photo album. “Maybe we should take it home and look over it there?”

“That’s a good idea. I would rather cuddle with you on the couch while looking over these,” Vinyl grinned. At that she packed up all the items and put them in her back.

“I got some great stories to tell you,” Vinyl whispered

“I can’t wait to hear them,” Octavia replied, smiling.

The door glowed in a magical aura before opening and revealing Octavia and Vinyl, deeply snuggled against each other as Vinyl held a box in her magical grip. They walked in, just to separate; Vinyl heading for the living room and Octavia for the kitchen.

“I’ll get us some tea. What sort would you like, my love?”

“Just normal herbs, please,” Vinyl replied with a smile.

The white unicorn jumped up on the couch and placed the box on a nearby table. She scooted over, fully expecting Octavia to join her when she was done making tea.

The grey unicorn returned with a plate of glasses for the two. She sat them down on the table and smiled at Vinyl, who merely replied by gesturing for Octavia to join her on the couch. An invitation Octavia did not need two of.

Vinyl blushed as she felt Octavia nuzzle into the side of her coat. The two were sitting together, enjoying the warmth coming off one another.

“Now what are you waiting for?” Octavia teased after a while.

Vinyl grumbled, but opened the box, revealing the four items again.

“This looks really familiar, I just don’t know exactly why,” Octavia mumbled, pointing at the natural gemstone.

“I can’t place it either. Maybe the album can tell us more about it?”

“Then pull it out already!”

“That’s what I said with my last coltfriend!”

Octavia glared at her.

“That was a joke, I only had marefriends. Hm, I actually told that to Spitfire once…”

“Sure it was, now seriously, let’s see what’s in the album.”

Vinyl kissed her on the cheek, an action that was both welcome and unwelcome, not in equal measure. She simply smiled at Octavia until the mare could no longer hold the scowl she had for her and returned it.

“That’s what I love to see.”

“You are incorrigible , Vinyl.”

“Only with you,” Vinyl said as she pulled out the album with her magic. Before she opened it though, the mare levitated over their glasses, so barring any bathroom breaks, they wouldn’t have to get up and ruin the moment.

She flipped open the album to a random page.

“Oh, is that?” Octavia gestured.

“My mom, yeah,” Vinyl said as they stared at the picture.

“She… she looks exactly like you. Just her hair is one tone of blue.”

“Did you really thought this is my natural mane color?” Vinyl giggled. “I actually made the dark-blue stripes at the start of my career years ago.”

“That explains why your mane looks unfamiliar in this one,” Octavia smiled, pointing on a picture showing Vinyl as a filly cuddled in some blankets. “Awwww you were sooo cute!”

“And now I’m not?” Vinyl frowned playfully.

“You are! A filly is just… a different cute,” the cellist smiled.

Vinyl opened her muzzle before being able to stop herself. “So you want foals at some point?”

“Uh…” Octavia blushed. “Maybe… but we’re two mares and it’s way too early for that.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right…” Vinyl trailed off.

Octavia caught that. “Vinyl, do you… I mean, think about things like that?”

“Well… to be honest, for a while… But not that seriously before you came into my life,” the unicorn blushed.

“So you would like to, you know, with me?”

“Start a family with you? Yes, I think I would.”

The grey mare looked down at the couch cushions and blushed, deeply. Truly, she hadn’t thought about it before, not really. But now that she knew Vinyl had, and just because they were together, that changed things. A lot.

“Oh, look at this one!” Vinyl shouted, breaking through Octavia’s interpersonal introspection.

Octavia looked back down at the album to see a cute picture of a white little filly with skis sledding down a hill as fast as she could. The grey mare started laughing at the little dimples on the young unicorn filly’s face, and the oh-so-serious expression she had.

“You are adorable!” Octavia cooed.

“I think you mean cool,” Vinyl countered.

“Oh come on, you see those little cheeks, that puffy-red nose, you’re adorable.”

“Stop saying that,” Vinyl moaned. “And my nose was only red because it was cold outside.”

“When did you take up skiing anyway?”

“My mom, she took me out for the first and only time. It was a… unique experience to say the least. But when she saw me make it all the way down the hill by myself, she was so proud of me. I…” Vinyl felt a hoof press against the side of her muzzle, a grey hoof. She looked down to see Octavia wipe a tear away from her eye.

“She meant a lot to you, didn’t she?”

“My mom? Yeah, she was the greatest mare I’ve ever known in my life. I must have went down that hill twenty times that day. All so I could see that smile waiting for me every time I made it. When she saw me achieve something.”

“It meant that much to you?” Octavia asked.

“It was my everything,” Vinyl sniffled, “I’ve only seen it’s like once again in my life.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, every time you smile at me, it… it reminds me of her.”

The cellist blushed before leaning in and kissing Vinyl passionately. Vinyl reacted in kind, but still surprised as Octavia deepened the kiss on her own, pushing her tongue forward. Vinyl welcomed it like a long lost lover as she felt even more tears fall from her face. She didn’t know if they were tears of sadness, or tears of joy, but at that moment, she didn’t care either. This moment, this instance in time; it was, in a word: perfect.

Maybe that’s why I can’t stop crying?

When they broke apart, Octavia didn’t feel a shred of hesitation in her entire body. “Vinyl?”

“Yes?”

“Let’s go to the bedroom.”

“Okay,” Vinyl said as she put the largely untouched tea on the table and followed her mare into their bedroom.

Author's Notes:

Wednesday.
Just like promised, again