Neon yawned as he walked into the sound studio and he almost ran right into Octavia.
"Huh, I thought you had rehearsal today?" Neon asked her.
"Yeah, our composer had gotten a real bad flu over the weekend." Octavia replied as she smiled before kissing his cheek.
"That's fortunate." Neon chuckled. "Is Vinyl here?"
"I drug her along." Octavia giggled.
"Good, because the deadline for this track is too close of my comfort." Neon replied as he looked around for his coffee mug.
Octavia tapped his shoulder and he saw that she had his coffee already made.
"You didn't have to make it for me Octavia." Neon told her as he took the mug from her.
"Well I can already tell the Vinyl might wear on your nerves a little so I wanted to make something easier for you." Octavia told him.
"Thanks Octavia." He smiled before kissing her forehead. "I should get in there."
Octavia smiled as she followed him into the sound room where Vinyl was working profusely at the sound table.
"What's the damage Pon?" Neon asked her.
"Ummm, some here some there, mainly crude distortion." Vinyl replied as she continued to work.
"Might I ask what exactly you two are working on?" Octavia asked them.
"Usually we compose sound tracks whenever we aren't performing at venues, but we recently got a job to repair a soundtrack for a popular mixer." Neon replied as he walked over to a computer. "Pon I'm going to isolate the worst part I found and lets focus on that for now."
Vinyl nodded before a loud screech played over the speakers making Octavia cover her ears.
"Sorry, should've warned you about that." Neon replied as he studied the sound track on the computer.
He projected it on one of the walls and Octavia looked at it intently.
"This may sound odd but I don't think this is a sound track." Octavia told them.
"That's what we've started to think, but we haven't been able to isolate a single track or separate them." Neon replied.
"Unless they weren't meant to be separated." Octavia replied. "Maybe try to reduce the screeching in the portion."
Neon did so and replayed the portion.
"You've got punked." A male voice said over the speaker.
"Mother of Celestia, I'm going to end those five." Vinyl hissed.
"We lost a week of work because of them." Neon groaned. "Just amazing."
"Because of who?" Octavia asked them.
"They call themselves the Mixing Pot." Vinyl replied.
"They've been playing pranks on us for the past few months." Neon groaned as he pulled up a few music files and started to play them.
"I'm going to get something to eat, do either of you want anything?" Vinyl asked them.
"I'm fine." Octavia replied.
Neon just waved his hand as he ran the other one through his hair in frustration. Once Octavia heard the door to the studio close she walked over and sat down by Neon and ran a hand over his shoulders.
"You alright Neon?" She asked him.
"If being pissed is alright then yeah I am." Neon replied as he sighed.
"I'm sorry for what they are doing, it's a stupid joke." Octavia replied.
Neon looked at her and placed a hand gently on her cheek.
"You're such an amazing person." Neon told her.
He brushed a strand of hair out of her face and kissed her cheek gently. She blushed slightly and this made him chuckle,
"So are we still on for drinks tonight?" Neon asked her.
"Yeah." She replied.
"How about my place?" Neon asked her. "Or yours."
"Vinyl has a date today as well, so my place will work." Octavia replied.
Author's Note: Wow three chapter done in six hours while on a damn bus new record.