Chapter 1: Break-Up
"Please...no more wubstep..." a pony with a Treble Clef cutie mark said.
"It's called Dubstep FYI. Besides, how else am I supposed to clean the dishes, Octavia?" said a pony with two beamed eighth notes as a cutie mark.
"Like normal ponies, Vinyl, with water." said Octavia Trebleclef. Vinyl Scratch just sighed as the wubs continued.
"Vinyl! Shut it off!" yelled Octavia. She was trying to sleep in the middle of the night, covering her head with a pillow. Suddenly, the dubstep stopped. "Oh no..." Octavia said, running out to the kitchen The cupboard with the pies connected to the sink was open.
"You wanted me to use the water, didn't you!?" Vinyl yelled while taking her bass cannon out.
"You wouldn't DARE." Octavia said.
Vinyl put her bass cannon in the cupboard. "Oh, I dare." she said. Octavia ran to tackle Vinyl but it was too late. She had already pressed the "on" button.
"WUB! WUB! WUB!" the bass cannon went. Vinyl took out goggles with a snorkel attacked out of literally nowhere and gave Octavia a little snicker. Then she ducked. A few drops of water came out of the now closed cupboard. Then it was leaking. And then, the ground was shaking. The cupboard doors bursted open and a pool of water came thrashing out. Both Octavia and Vinyl got horribly drenched and their house was now flooded.
Once the water hard drained outside, Octavia watched as Vinyl rolled on the floor, laughing. "Quite funny, don't you think? Except I'm not sure how your base cannon feels." Octavia said, pointing to Vinyl's base cannon that had now been completely destroyed with water damage.
"My bass cannon!" Vinyl yelled.
"That's it, Vinyl, I'm done." Octavia said.
"Are you trying to pin the blame on me!?" Vinyl yelled.
"Who else would be to blame!?" Octavia yelled, joining Vinyl now.
"How about you look in a mirror!? You're the one who wouldn't let things be as they've been for the past years we've lived together!" Vinyl yelled.
"That's because I am sick of tired of the way you do things. I've been tolerating it just for the sake of friendship but I can tolerate no longer. I have have a difficult life to lead. One where some of the finest music must be composed for the orchestra and played perfectly, pitch by pitch for the enjoyment of the upper class." Octavia explained.
"Oh you think you're life is hard!? I have concerts where thousands and thousands of ponies watch me DJ my music. I have to constantly go with the flow and change my style to stay hip! I'm so popular, I even had to come up with my DJ PON-3 alias!" Vinyl explained.
"What does DJ Pone Three even mean!?" Octavia questioned.
Vinyl facehoofed. "It's DJ PON-3! The 3 looks like an E and alone, the E is pronounced like the letter itself! It sounds like DJ Pony! How could you not see that after all this time!?"
"Well pardon me for not paying attention to some of the most unimportant things in life! I am not tolerating you any longer. I'm moving out and am certainly not considering you my roommate anymore. Goodbye, Vinyl Scratch." Octavia said, walking out the door.
Vinyl ran for the door. "Bon voyage, Ms. Trebleclef!" she said.
…...
"So that was the last time you saw each other? Until today that is?" asked Berry Punch, reporter for the Equestrian News. She was doing a report on the lives of roommates Octavia Trebleclef and Vinyl Scratch, better known as DJ PON-3.
"No, not even close." Vinyl said in response to Berry's question.
Now Octavia spoke. "Our little bickering did not get anywhere near what was coming next for us..."