Chp. 1
The hauntingly beautiful sounds of a cello could be heard throughout Ponyville this morning. It was so beautiful that it caused anypony within hearing distance to stop and enjoy the music as long as they could.
If one could look inside the house where it was coming from, they would have been able to see the one playing it. However, the cello player could not be seen no matter how hard anypony tried to locate the source.
The cello's player was a light gray earth pony who had a violet treble clef cutie mark who went by the name Octavia. She mainly practiced in the silence whenever she could that wasn't interrupted by violent electronic noises coming from the basement (at least she thought they were violent).
The other pony, the one responsible for the electronic music was none other than Vinyl Scratch, one of Equestria's most popular DJs. Her main music was far on the other end of the spectrum compared to Octavia's fanciful taste in classical music.
Suddenly, the front doorbell rang, scaring Octavia and causing her to make a harmful hiss on the cello as the wrong part of the bow met the strings. A little annoyed, she marched down to the door and opened it, almost scaring the wits out the mailpony who had just raised his hoof to knock on the door.
"Yes?" Octavia asked.
"You're miss Octavia?"
"I am."
"Then I have something for you." the mailpony rummaged around his saddlebags as he found what he was looking for. "Here."
He handed Octavia a letter all decked out in royal script, almost as if whoever in Equestria's royalty managed to scribble all over the poor parchment with no thought of grabbing a fresh sheet of paper.
However, Octavia could make out what was recently added on to the paper:
Dear Miss Octavia,
As you know my sister's birthday is coming up soon and I feel it should be your personal honor if you want to preform the music for the party. Your beautiful musical pieces should be the perfect way to help Luna celebrate a joyous occasion. If you accept, please let me know in pony as soon as possible.
Yours truly,
Princess Celestia
Octavia frowned for a moment. While she did know that she had the ability to play the cello in an enticing way, there was no mention of the other members of her group. Just the cello may become boring if anypony kept listening to it for a really long time.
She looked up from the paper to say something to the mailpony, but he was already long gone. The only noises Octavia could hear were the birds chirping up in the trees and a few fillies and colts out playing in the grass.
Sighing, Octavia went back inside and picked up her cello bow again and began practicing a song to fit the occasion. Princess Luna's birthday wasn't until a few days later, so Octavia figured she had a lot of time to think this through.
Then again, Princess Celestia would be wanting a reply as soon as possible.