Vinyl Scratch moaned from beneath her bedsheets as the sounds of her radio-alarm clock burst into her room.
"It is seven am in Ponyville and we are about to play our latest Classical Chart, but first, here's Headline with the news..." The presenter's boring voice droned.
"Boring, boring, boring!" Vinyl muttered, sticking a hoof out and trying to find the 'snooze' button. Seven am? That was six hours waaay too early for waking up. Eventually, she managed to turn the radio off, and settled back down.
"VINYL!" The loud shout sent her shooting out from under the sheets, right to the other side of her bedroom. As she stood, panting like crazy, the pony who had shouted her out of bed started chuckling. A chuckle she new way too well.
"Oh colt!" She frowned, glaring at her brother, "You scared the heck out of me!"
"Sorry, sis!" He sniggered, "Mom told me to!"
"Mom did NOT tell you to scare me half to death!" She snapped, "Or come into my room!"
"Whatever." He shrugged, "Anyway, breakfast is ready."
"Fine, whatever, I'll be down in a minute." Vinyl paused. Her brother stood still, "GET OUT!"
"Celestia, you fillies and your privacy." He laughed, "Fine, I'm going." He halted in the doorway for a moment, glancing back at his fuming sister, "By the way, she made pancakes."
"Touchdown, if you don't get out, I swear to Celestia..."
"Going!" Her brother grinned one more time and cheerily skipped out of her room.
"There BETTER be pancakes..." She mumbled to herself.
Vinyl never talked much at breakfast. She preferred to just listen to her music and think of ways to make it sound better. She loved rock bands, like Fall Out Colt, metal bands like Maretallica... but she loved techno and club music most of all. Her favourite artist was DJ Turnstables. She hoped that one day, she could be as good. Her favourite song ('Ursa Major') had just started when her mother, Ocean Air, began speaking.
"Vinyl, I've decided to sign you up for music lessons." She said it plainly at first, but Vinyl obviously couldn't hear, "Vinyl?"
"Hey Vinny." Touchdown waved his hoof in front of his sister's face. She deliberately ignored him, "Okay, then, I WILL take your pancakes." He raised his voice.
"You touch them and you die." She muttered.
"Oooh, I'm so scared!" Touchdown mocked.
"C'mon son!" Vinyl and Touchdown's father, Seven-Ten, hooted with laughter, "You know how these growing fillies can be!"
"I AM NOT A FILLY!" Vinyl shouted, throwing her hooves in the air.
"You are compared to us, Vinny!" Seven Ten guffawed again.
"Vinny is a filly, Vinny is a filly..." Touchdown chanted.
"I will seriously hurt you." Vinyl hissed.
"Oh stop it, all of you." Ocean sighed, "Touchdown, leave your sister alone."
"Whatever." Touchdown laughed.
"What are you doing today, anyway, Vinny?" Seven Ten asked, merrily shovelling toast into his mouth.
"Hanging out with my friends..." Vinyl mumbled.
"Which friends?" Ocean asked, taking several extra slices of toast away from Seven Ten. She met his frown with a smile, "Carbs dear."
"Oh, y'know..." Vinyl swallowed a mouthful of pancake, "BonBon and Lyra...maybe Derpy..."
"It better be." Ocean frowned. Admittedly Vinyl was lying... she didn't even like hanging out with Lyra or BonBon. Hard Knocks and Star Hunter were much more fun. Okay, okay, she had to admit, BonBon could be hilarious. It was Lyra who always acted weird and moony. And of course BonBon never went anywhere without Lyra, so that made things worse.
"It is..." Vinyl rolled her big red eyes, "Celestia, mom, you're always flanking your way into my life."
"Eh, attitude, young filly!" Seven Ten chuckled.
"I bet you're secretly meeting Screwball and Screw Loose." Touchdown smirked.
"Better than being best friends with Noteworthy and Cherry Cola. They're idiots." Vinyl mocked.
"That's ENOUGH!" Ocean snapped, "Vinyl, leave your brother alone! You too, Touchdown!"
"But he started it!"
"But she started it!" They both chorused in unison.
"I don't care who started it, I'm ending it!" Ocean flailed her hooves. Both ponies instantly shut up.
"Well..." Seven Ten grinned awkwardly, "I'm going to the alley!" He beamed at Vinyl, "Why don't I take you to meet your friends?" Touchdown, Ocean Air and Seven Ten wiped orange juice and Vinyl's spit from their faces, "Is that a yes?"
