A/N: Yes! No Halloween special for me! But I will be coming up with a Slendermare story at some point. Anyways, here comes the dumb king what cheeeeee-apter 7!
VINYL CROSSES ABBEY ROAD
Chapter 7: Here Come The Sun
Written by That Gamer!
Octavia groaned as she woke up. She lifted her head slowly and looked around, noticing she was still outside. "Vhat am I still doing out here?" she murmured to herself.
"Oh, after the police came and got Vinyl out of your a$$," somepony explained, "you were knocked out cold. And, apparently, no pony could open the door."
"Vell that's just stupid," Octavia stated, getting up. She looked and saw that Rainbow Dash was there.
"I'm blind and even I could have taken you home," Rainbow agreed.
The cellist put a hoof to her forehead. "Ugh... That vas the longest night of my life... Feels like years since the sun's been here."
"You have been knocked for, like, a week."
"A VEEK?!" Octavia exclaimed. "And I vas just laying there?!"
"I think some ponies forgot you were there after a while," Rainbow suggested, "so you might wanna wipe that stuff off you."
Octaiva looked on her back and did, in deed, see some white stuff. Without much emotion, she wiped it off.
"Vell, I gotta go bail Vinyl out," Octavia deadpanned, walking off.
"You have the bits?" Rainbow asked, following Octavia.
"Of course I do," Octavia snapped. "I'm a famous cellist. Vhy vouldn't I?"
"Well, if you say it's alright, I guess it is," Rainbow said in sort of a mutter.
There was a short pause as the two just walked.
"...Don't you have somevhere else to be?" Octavia enquired.
"Yeah, but the weather control doesn't really like the blind that much," Rainbow answered with a small frown.
"Oh."
More silence.
"You knov that feeling vhen vinter's over?" Octavia broke the silence. "Vhen you can see all the ice slowly melting?"
"Of course!" Rainbow Dash replied with a smile and a small chuckle. "Why do you ask?"
"That's hov I'm feel right nov," Octavia explained, looking at the sun. "The sun is coming back and I couldn't be happier."
"Of course YOU can look at the sun," Rainbow Dash grumbled.
Octavia sighed a big sigh. "You're really gonna get all defensive about your blindness AGAIN? Look, just because I bring it up vonce-"
"No, it's just that I get easily offended of everything," Rainbow Dash muttered. "I think we're at the station. I can smell smoke."
"No, that's just you," Octavia corrected Rainbow Dash.
Rainbow Dash sniffed again and realized that her tail was on fire. She ran off with a yelp. Octavia obviously approved, 'cause she gave a nod and a smile finally returned to her face.
One boring and uneventful train ride later (which was mainly filled with Octavia repeating "Sun, sun, sun, here it comes"), Octavia arrived in Canterlot and quickly made her way to the nearest jail.
"I assume you're here for Scratch, Ms. Octavia," the receptionist greeted as soon as Octavia entered the building.
"Indeed I am," Octavia confirmed with a hint of confusion on her face. "Hov did you knov?"
"It's the only reason why you come here," the receptionist, who I will now name BillyBob, deadpanned. "I'll let the guards know that you're here to pick her up."
Octavia and sat down in one of the chairs near by. (Did I forget to mention those?) A few minutes passed.
"I heard about you getting knocked out," BillyBob said, trying to strike up a conversation. "How did it come to that?"
Octavia sighed. "It's amazing, really, that you alvays know vhen I'm here for Vinyl," Octavia pointed out, "yet you can't remember anything else. And to answer your question, ask Vinyl."
"It's gonna be a problem," BillyBob whispered to himself.
"And vhy vould that be?"
"Eh, you'll see for yourself," BillyBob said quickly. "It's alright. Now, back to the topic. How did it feel?"
"Vhat are you? A questionnaire?" Octavia enquired. "Are you Soarin'? I mean, vho asks that many questions It's... OK, forget that. Hov it felt? Like... Really cold."
"You know how it feels," Rarity said.
Octavia jumped back. "R-Rarity!" she exclaimed. "Vhat the buck are you doing in the vaiting room of a Canterlot jail? I thought you told me it vas unfabulous!"
"Yeah, but... Sweetie got arrested..." Rarity admitted with a sheepish grin.
"Vhy?"
"Let's just say it refers back to the rubber band," Rarity explained. "Anyways, YOU KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE."
"Vhat... Vhat feels like?" Octavia gave a question as a reply.
Rarity looked off into the distance used MAGICK to dilate her pupils. She said something in a hushed whisper that Octavia couldn't hear.
"Vhat the buck did you just say?" Octavia gave Rarity another question. "You sound as quiet as Nyx normally is!"
"But Twilight told me-"
"Shut up, Nyx. Now answer my question, Rarity."
"I said-" Rarity began, but then made a "hngh" sound and said very quickly, "Nothing! Nothing at all!"
"OK, Rarity," Octavia muttered, looking away from her, "I'm gonna ignore you nov."
"Yes you should!" Rarity agreed. "She- I have nothing important to say!... It's alright!"
Both Octavia and BillyBob nodded slowly and ignored her forevermore.
"Going back to you, BillyBob, It did feel really long," Octavia continued her conversation, "cold and lonely. Feels like years since it's been clear."
"Sssssssucks to be you," BillyBob commented flatly, laughing a few moments later.
"You vouldn't be laughing or being as bland as that if you vere there," Octavia snapped.
"I'd prefer it if I wasn't!" BillyBob retorted. He quickly added, "But in all seriousness, I am sorry for how long you've been knocked out. I'm sure anypony would hate being where you are and ponies that have been understand. I'm sorry."
"After hov much you insulted me, I'm surprised you even are," she said with a little annoyance.
"Hey, do you want your TV back or not?" BillyBob asked in a more annoyed way.
"Vhat?!"
"I will say it again later..." BillyBob said snoot-eh-lee. He blinked and realized something. "Guys, will you get in here with that damn mare?"
"It's alright!" one of the guys yelled from the next room. "Hold your horses!"
"I just realized how stupid that sounds," Rarity said aloud, thinking about it some more.
The two officers or whatever came in then, with Vinyl between them.
Quiet. That's it. You thought the silences before were quiet? Well, this was even more intense. In fact, here's a series of periods just to emphazie it.
...
Got it? Good. Moving on.
"Guys..." Octavia said so quietly, barely anypony noticed. "Vinyl isn't supposed to be that age."
More silence:
...
Rarity made another "hngh" sound. "S... So cold..."
A/N: Much like my most recent fanfictions, this only took a couple hours to write. I think this one took about six. But, anyways, that's the chapter! If you're wondering, I'll probably make some more Beatles fanfiction. I'm planning on making one based off of Magical Mystery Tour and combing the film Help! with Past Sins. But that's it for now. Bonum nocte et fortuna!
