Chapter 3
"Hello, Miss Scratch, you wanted to see me?" Her saying that brought me out of the moment of memorization I was in. In a kind of way I did want to see her again more in person when I first spotted her.
"Yes, I did in fact I was just wondering what a pony like you would be doing setting hoof in an establishment such as this?" As I said it I noticed in her eyes she was slightly insulted as of me pointing me out as I did.
"Well on the first hoof a pony like 'me' can go wherever she wants and nopony else should find a problem with that. Also, at least I paid to get in not like most of the others bribing the front guard to get in half price, I bet you're getting a fair share of that. also-" The sarcasm from her stung me like a bee. I thought she would be nicer, that and I was hoping to at least get to know her a little more before I inevitably could be homeless. At least I now know one of the many other reasons that will be happening.
"Before you go much further into crude criticism miss, I would like to, at the least, apologize for the way I talked before it was kinda rude of me." A few seconds after that her disapproving look eased up, and my rushing dubstep heart slowed down a bit too.
"Well thank you for apologizing. Let's start things out on a new hoof shall we—my name is Octavia…. Octavia Melody. I presume you are the 'infamous' DJ Vinyl Scratch." As she said it, I could tell she was looking around the room, and thankfully not at me because it wouldn't be so well if she caught me blushing, and sadly enough since I'm a unicorn my horn alluded a small amount of a magic aura of light blue signifying I was aroused. Truly, I didn't think I would be acting this way, but she just made me feel like jelly like that one time I put jam on one of my speakers.