So after being grounded I'm back! No time to talk. I cut off my authors notes short because my parents got home and ALMOST found me on the comp. Thank god for save mode. Here it is!

Also: I do not own Hasbro or My Little Pony. I do not even know how to make dubstep! The only thing I claim my rights to is this story, and me. All character's a Fictional, except for William. That is me.

Also I'm going "First Person"

F-BOMB ALERT!

"Eeyup," I tried to sound like Big Macintosh, "Just how do you use these!"

"Easy!" Ryan turned on a sound recorder he then did some pumps using his throat and… Well you know. He pressed play and the sound repeated. He added something scratchy to it, which sounded a little bit more professional. "Here, let me show you. Will, take the keyboard, Amanda take the DJ set."

He pointed me to where and how I can alter the piano sounds. He told Amanda how to spin records and such. We decided for the fun of it to make a quick 30 second song.

"Three, two, one, GO!" I quickly altered the keyboard to some beat sound. I focused mainly on what I was doing. Until I snapped out of it to see how long we were going for. Hang on… 1 minute and 30 seconds! I heard the beats of the song and I realized how good we were doing for a first try. I nodded and smiled. After about 5 minutes in I was so into it I never noticed myself flying off the ground. I made a good beat then pressed repeat as I played another. Near 20 minutes my hoof tips and forelegs ached, I looked towards Amanda. She stopped. I didn't hear Ryan play either. I was too into the song that I found myself the only one playing. I finally stopped resting my foreleg and I wondered how I played with just hooves.

Ignore it. I'll go get some snacks actually. Wait what should eat if I'm a pony. They eat flowers. And… Ah, refrain from junk food. Carrots should do the trick. As I walked up the stairs, still struggling with four legs, I looked at my feathery wings and I felt what Scootaloo feels. But remembering the filly made me wonder why I am taller than an average colt. Like a young stallion sort of. I raised my wings to see if I had a cutie mark. None there. Well thank god I'm not in Equestria. This is embarrassing! My thoughts were then cut off by a high pitched screech

"I got my cutie-!"

"SHH! Our parents may still be here. And congratulations. " The screech was Amanda's. And Ryan must've calmed her down. I was amazed at how Ryans voice was loud enough that I could hear it from the top of the stairs.

"Hey Ryan, let me guess, she got her mark?" I wasn't a fan of saying "Cutie" mark for reasons. And they have to be obious. Which boy, male, or man (Or pony, stallion, and colt, depending on how you view it) says cutie? Okay maybe a colt or stallion in Equestria might since they're not born into a world with Joseph Kony's and Hitler's, etc.

"What'd you expect from her saying cutie? Plus here's the funny thing, it's EXACTLY like Vinyl's. I guess that means mine is Mr. Cake?" I couldn't help but chuckle. I didn't know Cake's cutie mark but I did know it had to do with baking

"Shut up! And get baking!" I called out still chuckling

"Why am I Cake anyways?" Ryan started to walk out of the garage and went up the stairs.

"Do you have an OC?" I asked him following.

"So… That's why your different?" he stopped and looked back to me.

"I guess. Hey, wanna play Minecraft?"

He looked back to me as he realized something "Wait. Haven't you noticed that we're not the average size of a colt?"

"Or filly!" Amanda called out walking, or trotting, up the stairs.

"Possibly since you have older characters and I have an OC that's tall?" I shrugged walking to my room.

It was about 2 hours. A creeper blew up a part of my home and all my diamonds fell into my lava waterfall. Let's say I had around 22 diamonds. After that I looked to my phone and it started ringing. I picked it up with my hoof, yet again doing a Star Trek hold. "'Ello?"

"Hey this is the local music department. I'd like to ask you something."

I turned on speaker phone and motioned the two to listen "I'm listening"

"Wait how old are you? It said here 10 that 3 10 year olds were turned into talking creatures. One Unicorn, a Pegasus, and a regular horse. You sound like you're in your early 20's." I coughed and spoke this time listening closely to my voice.

"Check, check." I sounded as always. A young, yet very deep, voice. "Same old voice here."

"Well… Whatever. I overheard some music coming from the garage. Let's say a news station was directly outside your home and I was there."

"Nah, we're good!" Ryan shouted pushing me out of the way while Amanda levitated the phone with her magic and turned it off.

"What was that for?" I got up eyeing them both.

"Use your brain! It first goes into a contract. Then, you make a song, then they put it up, and you think you get rich. But they only pay you a quarter of what they earn! This may be false, but let's just leave it. I don't want to go into business. How about we just make it into a song? Upload it to youtube, and then wait. Ad's go along and pay. Upload it to iTunes. Then wait some more."

"Don't get your hopes up" Ryan stated out calmly. "But for the fun of it. Let's just do it. Make a song then upload it to youtube what can go wrong?

== OKAY THIS IS AS FAR AS I GOT BEFORE MY PARENTS CAME HOME. SO NOW I WAS ALMOST GROUNDED. AND ALSO I AM NOT IN THE MOOD TO MAKE A SONG SCENE BECAUSE I TRIED TO MAKE ONE THE NEXT DAY AND FORGOT TO SAVE. AND I ALSO HAVE TO GO SOON SO NO SONG SCENE. ==

The next week.

I slowly got out of bed tired and exhausted. Screw logic of getting breakfast. Let me see how many views our song got. Never checked it since it first went up. How much did we have? 100? Yeah around 100. I waited for 3 minutes for my crappy ass computer to work and ass soon as I got it on youtube. My jaw dropped. "Holy dear god!" Oh my god. 780 fucking thousand! Shit my credit card!I went on and viewed how much money I had. Oh fucking…. I didn't realize that I had around 50k dollars. I picked up my phone. Dead. Damnit! I ran up to the home phone and called Ryan. At the second ring he picked up

"Oh god why so early? Is this Will?" He yawned immediately after that

"Check the video, now."

"The what? Oh the song! Yeah, yeah, hang on!" I heard shuffling then soon clicking.

"Attempted to do an all-nighter?"

"Yep. 5 A.M. as usual. I woke up at 7 so I was so close! I left my computer on." Later on after 2 more yawns I heard a gasp.

Holy! How much did you-"

"Around 50k." I knew what he was about to say.

"Oh my… God… Please tell me that's the money"

"Money." I stated smirking

"Shit. Let's make another song. I'll call Amanda, you get the stuff ready. GO!"

After waiting around 20 minutes I saw them galloping towards my door "Will! I… Heard… Get a couch ready… Ughh…" I opened the door surprisingly with my hooves as they dashed in jumping onto the nearest couch.

After about 30 minutes of making some beats and getting ready we decided to just get it on. It first started out as a calm sound. Like the wind. Then Ryan made up a *Bop* sound. A scratchy tune then started to rise. I readied my hooves and when the sounds dispersed. I went Rambo on the song.

After about an hour of trying to get the song to work and transfer it to youtube. My phone rang.

"Jell-O." I didn't answer the phone. Only Ryan did. His eyes went wide. "No… We don't want to. Damnit! Bye!" He hung up the phone. "Why do people want us? Edit our channel. You know what to put in." he later sighed putting his hoof to his forehead. The phone rang again.

I picked it up almost yelling "No we don't want to! We're only a-"

"Whoa! You don't want me to set you up for a concert?"

"Hang on." I put speaker phone on. "Repeat what you said"

"Do you want me to set you up for a concert?"

We all looked to eachother nodding. "Sure…"

"Exc- Wait I forgot to tell you. I'm actually setting you up at a park. Tomorrow. And do you even have a name?"

"Umm. Band or regular?"

"Band. Then regular."

"We don't have-" A hoof knocked me on the head. Ryan was staring at me.

"RGB." I tilted me head confused. "Ugh… Red, Green, Blue!" It took me a few seconds to get it. Amanda nodded to me saying yes I guess.

"We are.. RGB?" I looked back to the two. They just smiled.

"Regular names?"

"Ryan"

"Amanda"

"William"

"Alright well I'll see you I guess." He hung up without us saying if we want to do it.

"Strange" I turned off the phone and began to work

FUCK SCHOOL! HOMEWORK = FUCKING SHIT AND CAN BARELY GET TIME TO TYPE.

This will be the shortest chapter I will EVER make. I felt so bad for leaving you guys without a chapter so here.

Also very sorry for the F-Bomb.

And to make this up, Next chapter they go to Equestria? Anyways. I'm also trying to make cutie marks for people. I made a deviantart page. The only art there is my OC XD.

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CYA!

EDIT: Also. I may start a livestream (WARNING. MY VOICE IS FREAKING ANNOYING DUE TO PUBERTY NOT KICKING IN. AND MY FACE LOOKS LIKE I'M 10 SO I MIGHT NOT SHOW IT. AND MY FREAKING CAMERA SUCKS AT QUALITY AND IS CURRENTLY VERY LAGGY) it will mostly be me making the stories. And playing a game here or two. Next chapter I will make a URL to it.