Night time in Ponyville, a crowd gathers around a stage in the middle of town square. Excitement builds as the show nears its premier. A pink pony in particular hops about joyously as if having had too much sugar, which she likely has. Behind the scenes though, behind the curtain that obscures the stage is the main performer of tonight. A white pony with an electric blue mane and tail finishes setting up her equipment.

She closes her red eyes, hidden behind the large purple shades that obscure them. She takes a deep breath as she takes these last few moments to reflect and psyche herself up. ‘This is my time. Oh yes, nothing is better than throwing a concert at night. Making music come alive through my mad skills is what I do best; it’s why my cutie mark is about music. I am Vinyl Scratch, greatest DJ in Equestria; though most know me better by my stage name DJ PON-3. Once more I stand before my turntables on my set up, waiting for the curtain to draw so we can get his party started.’ She thinks to herself.

‘Though to be truthful, even for a pony as amazing as I am, it can sometimes be difficult to get on stage each night and perform my best. Some nights in fact, it can almost be impossible. All those ponies out there, all of them looking at you, watching you, judging every little thing you do… having to strive to make every performance better than the last, to make sure they keep coming back time and time again. It can just weigh a pony down so much, ya know?’

‘But then, that is why I have friends; one specifically that is always there for me. We don’t always get along, nor do we have a whole lot in common; but hey sometimes friendships are like that. We complement each other, our differences help strengthen the other. I help remind her how fun things can be and she helps tame my wilder ambitions. Octavia is her name. She can be rather stuck up and snooty, having a high opinion of herself and the classical music she plays. She likes to remind me she plays at the Grand Galloping Gala, while I’ve yet to have a show in Canterlot. Big Deal! Those ponies are just a Bunch of stuck up socialites that wouldn’t know a good time if it bit them in their overly-posh rumps.’

‘I’m making her sound worse than she actually is though. It’s not as though she looks down on me. We all have things we pride ourselves on, and puffing up our chest over our achievements is good every now and then. If only to help remind you of the good you have done. It’s just when it’s done all the time that a pony deserves a hoof in the face. Despite it all, Octie’s a great friend. Deep down below that posh exterior, she can be a real party girl. Though I sometimes have to drag that girl out kicking and screaming… hehehe! Because of that, she’s always out there for each of my shows.’

‘It’s because of her that I know I can go on with my shows. Knowing she’s around and will always be there, even on the off chance that one of my shows isn’t as amazing as it should be. That’s what friends are for after all. It’s a great feeling to have a pony like that in your life.’ The curtain opens and she grins widely, immediately her eyes see her gray pony friend right up front, who is getting hassled by the pink party pony. Vinyl can’t help but giggle a bit at the sight. She calls out into her microphone, “Alright colts and fillies! Let’s get this party started!” as the powerful wubbing music starts to pulse over the crowd followed by a laser light show that dances along with the beat…

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The show is a rousing success just as the DJ knew it would be. As the show ends, the crowd starts to disperse. The pink pony goes to bother her other friends now, much to Octavia’s relief. She trots up on stage and watches Vinyl as she starts taking things down. “Ahem.” She coughs politely.

“Octie!” Vinyl grins and stops what she is doing to greet the gray pony. “Glad you made it!”

“You know I always do.” The gray pony says, having a Canterlot accent that makes her sound kinda haughty.

“Yeah, well it’s still always great having you there. It means the world knowing I have the support of someone like you out there. Such a change from all your stuffy galas and garden parties in Canterlot.” Vinyl says with a teasing giggle.

“Yeah, well tonight I have something for you. As you know you’ve never played there…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know you’re just an important musician, and I’m simply a DJ.”

“Hush, I’m not finished. I’m not lording it over you. In a few months there is going to be a very important wedding held there, and the bride wants something… different for her musical preferences. And well… I told her about you and your shows and showed her a recording of one of them. So… you are now the official DJ for Princess Mi Amore Cadenza for her royal wedding.”

Vinyl Scratch is silent for a long moment, her shades hiding her wide-eyed expression. A moment later she rushes Octavia in a hug. “Oh my god! Octie you are SO amazing!”

“Yeah, well you are my best friend after all. Of course I’m going to keep you in mind for any offer that comes up.”

Vinyl nods. “Right, just let me finish here and we can celebrate at my place later.”

“Of course, I look forward to it Vinyl.” Octavia says with a polite smile and walks off.

Vinyl smiles watching Octavia leave. ‘I really don’t know what I’d do without her support.’