Vinyl lay on the threadbare sofa, taking in the day's events, her eyes wet with sorrow. Why can't she just notice? Why does she do this to me? She probably doesn't even like mares… she thought bitterly, and rolled over, facing the backrest and shutting out the world. What's happened to you, Vinyl? You used to be the greatest pony of all! Nopony could shut you down, and you just spoke whatever you thought, whenever you thought it! Now look at you, the snivelling wreak that cries at the very thought of that mare. The mare of your dreams. Why does love have to be so hard! They always say it's so easy! She descended into sobbing, hating herself for her weakness, only making the feeling worse. Several minutes passed, before there was a sudden knock at the door. Vinyl stopped, but prepared to ignore it when she realised what it was. Then, there rang out a cultured, unmistakable voice.

"Vinyl? It's me, Octavia. I left my bow at your house by accident, can I come in?"

Shit! She thought to herself, and did her best to wipe off the dried tears on her hoof. She ran over to the door, attempting to fluff her mane into a semblance of its normal shape. Or maybe she'd like it different… No. Stop trying to think like that.

She pulled the door open quickly, and saw a slightly flustered Octavia standing on her doorstep.

"One second!" She shut the door, ran down into her studio, picked up the bow with her magic, ran back upstairs, opened the door and handed it to her.

"Oh, thank you Vinyl. Are you alright? You look a little-"

Vinyl slammed the door in her face and threw herself back onto the sofa. Why did I even do that? She thought, and her heart nearly broke as she heard the small cry of hurt and indignation from the graceful grey mare standing outside. She waited in silence for what seemed like an age before she was finally confident that she had left, and began contemplating her situation. I can't just let this eat me, I need to tell somepony. But who? She thought for a moment, deciding who, of all her friends, should be told her greatest secret. Of course! Lyra, my left deck pony! Celestia knows, she had enough trouble with Bon bon before finally speaking up. And with that, she rushed out the front door, barely remembering to lock her door, and began the short journey to Lyra and Bon bon's house.

She began to feel more and more nervous as the journey went on, and turned around to go home more times than she liked to think about. Eventually, she reminded herself that she was Vinyl scratch, and therefore not afraid of anything, especially a little relationship advice. Still, she hovered at the front door for a good five seconds before finally knocking.

Bon bon was the one who opened the door, greeting Vinyl with a welcoming smile.

"Good morning Vinyl!"

"Hey Bon bon." The earth pony took a closer look at the ivory-coated unicorn, and could see the traces of tears that hadn't been wiped away.

"My, Vinyl, are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's a… long story. Could I talk to Lyra?"

"Oh, of course!" The cream coloured pony backed up into the kitchen and called to her lover, who was apparently upstairs. Lyra came down about a minute later, and immediately noticed Vinyl's expression.

"Whoa, V! What's up?"

"I need… to talk to you. In private."

"Oh, uh, sure! Hey Bonny, could you give us the living room for a bit please?"

"Say no more, it's already done." With that, the two mares walked quickly into the living room. Lyra sat down on the sofa, her hind legs dangling over the edge, and her forelegs resting on the backrest. Vinyl stood in front of her, feeling extremely awkward.

"So, what's got you down, DJ?" Lyra said, relaxed.

"Well uh, I'm… kinda… in love. With somepony." Lyra stared at her in shock for a second or two, and then burst out laughing. She gripped her sides with her forehooves, and drummed her hind legs on the sofa. After several minutes, she finally calmed down, and wiping a tear of mirth from her eye, stared up at the frowning unicorn.

"Come on Lyra! This is important!"

"I'm sorry V, but… you? In love? It's just… too weird!"

"Hey!"

"Sorry, but you've gotta admit, you're not much of a… falling in love type, are you?"

"That's the problem! I don't know what to do anymore! I don't feel like doing anything! It's killing me, Lyra!"

"Whoa, whoa, calm down! Who's the lucky mare?" Suddenly, Vinyl stopped.

"I… I…"

"What, don't you know her name?"

"It's… just don't laugh, okay?"

"Promise. Musician's honor."

"Okay, It's… Octavia." Her voice was so small it was barely audible at this point.

Lyra's face screwed up in an attempt not to laugh. "You? And… Octavia? You- you're kidding, right?"

Vinyl glared at her with red eyes.

"You're serious? But… you're always arguing! You never get along or anything!"

Then, the thin shield supporting Vinyl shattered, and the emotion came flowing out.

"I know! But I love her, so much! She's so beautiful! I love everything about her!" Tears were streaming down her face, and Lyra was staring in surprise at the bawling mare before her, stunned into silence by the un-Vinyl like behaviour. "Her eyes, her mane, her face, the way she walks, the way she talks… Everything!" She lay sobbing on the floor.

"Hey, come on now, you silly filly. I don't see what the problem is!"

"Weren't you LISTENING? The problem is that I'm in love with Octavia!"

"Then just tell her."

"I can't! She… she probably doesn't even like mares…" She said sadly.

"Now that's just not you Vinyl! You need to just tell her! To hay with the consequences! That's the Vinyl we all know and love!"

"You're… right. I need to stop doing this to myself. But… what if she doesn't like me? What if she never talks to me again?"

"Then you've just gotta find out. No worries, no regrets. Whose motto is that?"

"Mine."

"Well you're hardly living up to it, are you?" She playfully cuffed Vinyl on the shoulder. "Snap out of it! We want the old Vinyl back!"

"Thanks Lyra. I knew you'd set me straight."

"Hey, I can't have my best buddy a scratched record!"

"Very funny." Vinyl turned to go.

"Wait, one more thing."

"Yeah?"

"How come you're not wearing your shades? You always wear them outside."

"Err, Octavia said they look pretty…"

"Nawwwwww. Go get 'em tiger."

"Thanks. You're the best."

"I know, it's a heavy burden being this amazing. But somepony has to do it. Good luck catching Tavi! Celestia knows, it worked for me!" Vinyl smiled at her old friend. She always knew just what to say to a pony. Now, it was time to go home. She had a lot of thinking to do.

Yeah, it's another short one. Please tell me what you think!