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Scratching the Strings

by Speedy Quill

Chapter 1: Success Turns Sour

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Success Turns Sour

Octavia closed the door behind her and sighed. "What a night!" She trotted to a nearby lamp and turned it on, illuminating her small penthouse. She sighed again and giggled. Her performance tonight had been given a standing ovation. She was used to it, but usually there was always another musician or two with her. Tonight however, it had all been for her. They had stood and applauded for her!

A grumbling stomach reminded Octavia that she had not yet eaten dinner. She looked up at her clock to discover it was nearly midnight. "Better late than never I suppose." She walked to the kitchen and looked through her cupboards. Several bare shelves reminded her hat she needed to go shopping the next day. She finally made herself a daisy sandwich and sat down at the table.

'Knock Knock'

Octavia paused mid-bite and stared at the door. Who in Equestria could that be? She stood up and moved towards the door.

'Knock Knock'

She froze and thought for a moment. It was midnight, she was alone-

'Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock'

Octavia backed away. This wasn't good. Somepony was trying to break in!

"Come on Octavia! Let me in!"

That voice... Octavia groaned and walked to the door. She opened it slowly and looked out. It wasn't a robber. It was much worse. The white unicorn smiled at her. "Hey sis!"

Octavia opened the door the whole way. "Vinyl. What are you doing here?"

Vinyl Scratch smiled. "Can't I visit my little sister without her thinking I have an angle?"

Octavia narrowed her eyes and glanced down at the knapsack next to her sister's hooves. Vinyl fooled her gaze and chuckled, pushing the sack away. Octavia sighed and stepped aside to let her in. Vinyl smiled and trotted in, her knapsack levitating behind her.

Octavia closed the door and turned to find her sister sitting at the table...eating her sandwich. She scowled. "Do you want to tell me why you're here?"

Vinyl swallowed the last bit of the sandwich and grinned. "So....I got thrown out of my apartment. Apparently it's not cool to have a party in the complex. We were in full swing when the landlord showed up. He pulled the plug on my system and threw me out."

Octavia closed her eyes and put a hoof to her face. "When was this?"

Vinyl shrugged. "I don't know. Two, three hours ago? I would have been here sooner if I didn't have to take my equipment to a buddy's place for safekeeping."

Octavia looked up, her eyes burning. "And what made you think it was okay to come here?"

Vinyl jumped up and smiled, holding her hooves up. "Because we're sisters! And sisters look out for each other!" She pulled Octavia into a hug. "Thanks for letting me crash here."

Octavia pulled out of the embrace. "Didi say you could stay?"

Vinyl rolled her eyes. "If you weren't going to let me stay, you wouldn't have let me inside."

Octavia frowned. What the hay was she thinking? Why had she answered the door?

Vinyl ran over and jumped onto the sofa, laying out and sighing. "I never knew you had such a nice place Tav. Pretty posh."

Octavia walked back to the kitchen and began preparing another sandwich for herself. "Good things come from performing."

Vinyl chuckled. "I hear that. I get to go to so many parties and meet tons of cool ponies all the time! How are things going with that fiddle of yours?"

Octavia shuddered. "It is not a fiddle. It is a cello. Please remember that for future reference."

Vinyl's smile dropped and she made a serious face. "Oh yes ma'am. I will make sure to take note of all your brilliant suggestions and apply them in the future." She fell over laughing and Octavia shook her head. Why did her sister always have to be so...goofy?

Vinyl finally calmed down and sat up. "So where do I sleep. I'm bushed!"

Octavia turned to her as she finished preparing the sandwich. "I'm afraid I don't have a second bed. So-"

Vinyl jumped up and down. "So we'll bunk together! Super Awesome Sleepover!"

Octavia shook her head. "No! You get the sofa."

Vinyl stopped jumping and looked at the sofa. She shrugged. "That works too." She laid down on the sofa and got comfortable. "Night."

Octavia smiled. "Night." At least she could have a peaceful night now. She ate her sandwich and walked to her bedroom. Before she got there, a loud noise sounded from the living room. You had to be kidding. She snores?! Octavia walked into her bedroom and shut the door. The snoring was muffled, but still audible.

Octavia climbed into bed and sighed in relief as her head hit the pillow. She tried to focus on her performance earlier that evening. It had been a wonderful accomplishment. She had been praised at the after party. And what's more is that she had four more performances at the concert hall. A smile crept to her face at the thought of four more standing ovations. Maybe even an encore! She had always wanted to be asked for an encore.

'HHNNGGGH!!'

Octavia's eyes flew open. Really? How could one mare make so much noise?! She groaned inwardly and turned over, determined to tune out Vinyl's snoring. She pressed her pillow to her ears. This was going to be a long night. At least she hoped it was only one night.

"Please only be tonight."

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