The Forgotten Trove
Chapter 7: Drop It!
Previous Chapter Next ChapterA white unicorn lowered her purple shades to make eye contact with the mare across for her, a blue eyed mare with creamy white coat. She winked and wrapped her front hoof around the mare standing next to her, a gray earth pony wearing an unlikely pair of black sunglasses.
"Alright, you guys ready for this?!" The white unicorn spoke first, exciting to impress her friends.
Next to the cream colored mare, a green unicorn sat impatiently waiting for the show to begin. The four were in an apartment building and all had been drinking unhealthy amounts of alcohol. The white unicorn known as Vinyl Scratch stood on top of a chair in front of a table covered in empty bottles and shot glasses, struggling to keep her balance. The gray mare next to her stood wobbling on the floor, letting out the occasional hiccup. The other two sat back and watched with judgmental grins as they waited to be impressed.
Octavia, the gray mare, cleared her throat and awaited Vinyl's instruction. The white unicorn raised a hoof and thought for a moment, then giggled and readied herself for the performance. "Alright Tavi, drop it!"
Octavia covered her mouth with both hooves and began attempting to form a rhythm of some sort with her lips and tongue. Pfft pfft cht, pfft pf-pfft chiki chiki, pfft pfft cht, pfft pf-pfft chiki chiki~
Vinyl grinned and approved, then lifted her front hooves in the air as if she were representing some sort of urban lower-class part of the city while holding an empty bottle to her mouth.
My name is Vinyl Scratch, and I'm blowing up this microphone
Whippin' up a fresh batch, of raps, I'm gonna throw em like a stone
You might ask what's the catch,
But all I gotta ask, is,
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