A/N: Welcome! Being completely honest with you here, I have no clue what-so-ever how I came up with THIS. I was just listening to it one night and deiced to make a ficiton based off of all the songs IN ORDER, wether their scenes be pointless or not. And I was gonna make this one long stretch of story, splitting up the two sides into their own chapters and post one part here and the other on FIMFiction... But I'm just gonna post it here with one chapter a song and again on FIMFiction.

Vinyl Crosses Abbey Road
Chapter 1: Come Together
I do not own The Beatles lyrics and/or anything I reference

"Isn't it nice to go for a walk sometimes?" Vinyl asked Octavia, the two of which currently strolling down Mane Street. (It's a pun on Main, git it?)

"Yes, it is nice... But... Vhy at night?" Octavia asked back, expressing mild confusion. "Isn't it a bit, you know... Random?"

Vinyl shook her head, accidentally flung her sunglasses off (revealing another pair) and patted Octavia on the head. "Oh, Tavi, how long have you known me?"

A grunt was the only reply Vinyl got. The two continued on the path they were, Vinyl both trying to find her prescription sunglasses and pointing out obvious flaws in ponies.

"Hey, look, here comes old Flattop," Vinyl muttered to Octavia. "Don't you find it weird that he always points out where his hooves are every-time you try to talk to the guy?" She thought for a moment before adding, "And that he has hair that long? AND he walks like that? AND he shoots Coca-Cola?"

"Vhat... Vhat in all of bloody Equestria is Coca-Cola?" Octavia enquired.

"I dunno, but it sounds damn good!" Vinyl licked her lips and pondered the possiblities of what Coca-Cola could taste like. Before she got to thinking it sounded like what Pinkie took, she noticed another pony she could mock. "Hey, look, it's Rolling Songstone and his mojo filter!"

He heard that. "I used to have a career!"

Vinyl blinked. "Wait, used to?"

"Yeah, he got cut," Octavia explained. "You didn't hear? Tyrant Celestia made a very big deal out of it. Apparently he thinks one and one and one is three... Vhich is actually CORRECT."

"Which is what I don't get!" Rolling added.

"Octavia... Dear Octavia Horatio Philarmonic..." Vinyl chuckled. "You don't know me do you? I never go out during the day!"

"And I bet it's because you're a..." Octavia murmured, the last bit being intelligible to even the cello player herself.

Vinyl looked at Rolling. They stared for a few moments before Vinyl broke the silence: "I think you weren't cut for that one reason."

"And, why, pray-tell, was I?"

"Well, your walrus gumboot, your mojo filter, the fact that I can feel your disease from here-"

Octavia quickly dragged away Vinyl before she could insult Rolling any further.

"Good Celestia, you need to learn to shut your mouth," Octavia scolded Vinyl. "This vhy ve can't have nice things!"

"Or maybe it's your Ono sideboard..." Vinyl whispered under her breath.

"Vhat vas that?"

"Nothing!" Vinyl quickly did a zipping motion across her mouth and MAGICKED her way out of Octavia's grip.

A few moments of silence of passed like a Derpy cameo.

"You know why he's so good looking?" Vinyl asked out of the blue. "He's kinda hard to see otherwise. I mean, jeez, he's GREY!"

"Quiet, you," Octavia snapped, trying to pick up the pace a little to get ahead of Vinyl, but was stopped when a piece of paper landed on her face and caused her to get knocked on her back.

"...You want any help?" Vinyl asked innocently.

"No, I'm pretty sure you'd find some way to make a sarcastic comment out of it," Octavia replied with her own faux-sarcastic tone.

Helping herself up like she said she would, she read the paper out loud with, surprisingly, very little difficulty, considering the fact that it was on her face and all: "Come together! Right now! For a last minute part at Sugarcube Corner, being for the benefit of Miss Faust!"

"Right now?! Ah, man, I got things on my mind!" Vinyl moaned, leaning to one side and almost falling over.

"Like selling my cello?" Octavia asked in an unimpressed manner.

"Like selling your cello," Vinyl repeated in a grumble.

"You sell my cello more often then Derpy empties Carrot Top's fridge!" Octavia pointed out. "And that's saying something!"

"Actually, I heard she moved onto Screwball's fridge," Vinyl said matter-of-factly, but Octavia ignored her.

The duo made their way to Sugarcube Corner, which, wouldn't you know it, was (literally) only three steps away from where they were standing. Convenient, eh Steve?

Managing to get inside, Vinyl was very quick to notice Rainbow Dash, who was blind because of an unexplained incident with Pinkie and a rubber band, and Twilight, who was paranoid for even less explained reasons. Octavia saw them as well and knew exactly why Vinyl was gonna say.

"Hey, look, it's the gayest thing you've ever se-" Vinyl began, but Octavia's hoof stopped her from finishing.

"You say that every single time you see her!" Octavia hissed. Catching Vinyl's mockingly confused glare, she added, "Every time you see Rainbov Dash! Give it a rest!"

Octavia took her hoof out of Vinyl's mouthing and went off to converse, leaving the DJ-ing pony to spit out loose hairs and what she assumed was white rubber.

Vinyl gave a dirty look at the retreating mare and whispered to herself, "When was the last she WASHED that hoof? And what's her problem? Can't take a joke, that's what it is. She can barely make her own to begin with... Except for that one she made last week, that was pretty good. And that one about AC/DC and Pinkie's cannon... And Aerosmith and Flut-" Vinyl slapped herself and Lyra, by accident. "I'm hating Octavia here! And Dash totally a fillyfooler! I'm just glad she didn't bring up that point about me just calling her gay to cover myself up. Which is NOT true. I would just leave her, but she does pay the b-WOAH!"

That outburst was brought to you in part by a blast from Twilight which had nearly hit Vinyl.

"S-sorry!" Twilight called over. "D-don't tell Celestia!"

"I have half the mind to!" Vinyl shouted. "I was monolouging to myself and setting up a plot between me and Oct- it's not that funny. Seriously. Hey, I got a lesson for you, don't laugh at other pony's slip-ups!"

"Oh! That's good!" And Twilight wandered off, giggling insanely to herself.

"Well... I guess I'm gonna stay blind a week longer..." Rainbow said to nobody. "Now, where's my cane? She better not have it... AGAIN..."

Scootaloo snuck out.

Back to Vinyl, she continued to monolouge: "-ills. Besides that, I'm pretty sure the Brony Union would send down one of their representatives to tell me that I needed to get back together with her. That's always ann-"

Vinyl would have finished that sentence, but something cut her off again. Instead of a foot, it was, this time... I don't know where it came from.

"Uh... Bail?" Lyra, who was in a wheel chair for odd reasons, asked her pal Bonbon.

"Totally," Bonbon agreed. They then ran off, hoping to get away before anybody noticed.

Vinyl swayed back and forth after whatever-it-was hit her. Her vision was also blurry, but she got over it pretty quickly. And when the Vasilene was gone, only one image popped into her mind... Octavia, in a pink glow... And a pomegranate.

A/N: And that's chapter one! I'll come up with chapter two hopefully in eight days. But, until then... Bonum nocte et fortuna!