Spoogey

 Octavia returned to her apartment building and retrieved her mail as well as a package from the colt working the desk.  Curious as to what was in the package, Octavia trotted up the stairs to the floor her apartment was located on pondering over what could possibly be contained inside the box she carried.  Arriving to her floor, Octavia was quite surprised to see Gabriel leaning casually against her door frame with a package held under her wing. Gabe perked up at the sight of the cellist and a smile crossed her muzzle as she nodded in greeting to Octavia. "Good morning, Octavia. I was wondering if you were home or not, I thought I'd just w

 Lyra gave a low groan as she slowly started to stir; pressing her hooves to her temples as she fought off the pounding in her head from the hangover she found herself suffering from.  She would ask herself why she had thought it was a great idea to drink a whole bottle of vodka when she returned home from the bar; but just thinking about thinking made her headache worse.  Before she could think of anything else, the memories of the night before came rushing back. Bon Bon was leaning against Vinyl and whispering into her ear as the unicorn held her close.  Vinyl's head turned slightly and Lyra felt her eyes upon her behind those shades she

 Octavia sat quietly in her apartment reading a book, patiently waiting on the arrival of the two ponies who were to be escorting her to the bar she where she would be meeting Lyra, Bon Bon, and Vinyl.  Flipping a page as she continued to read her copy of Famous Composers and Musicians: Traditional and Modern, Octavia paused for a moment as she glanced up at the clock on the wall to her left.  Noting the time, she placed her bookmark back into her book and trotted to her bedroom to  put on her bowtie.  It took several minutes of muttered cursing at the lack of the handy horn that unicorns had; but soon she had the confounded thing on and trot

 The sound of rain echoed through the massive entrance of the apartment building entrance where Vinyl and Bonbon were walking through. Bonbon was giggling at some joke Vinyl had only just told her as they trotted up to the unicorn's postal box. Levitating her key and opening the box, Vinyl didn't notice the mint green unicorn that trotted into the building alongside a grey earth pony carrying a load of soggy bags. Lyra stared around the grand entry way of the building they had just entered; it almost felt like she had walked into a fancy hotel rather than an upscale apartment building. Octavia dug through her saddle bags to get her key out

 The sound of a radio playing in the far off distance was the first thing the slowly stirring DJ noticed as she regained consciousness.  The second thing she took notice of was the wet feeling on the left side of her face, which seemed to have something attached to it as well. The next thing she sleepily took note of was the hard surface her head rested on, and the fact that she slumped on something that must have been a table, or more likely a desk. Giving a low groan as she slowly sat up, Vinyl yawned widely before raising a hoof to swat several times at whatever was stuck on her face. After a few seconds of missing the piece of paper, sh

Vinyl quietly stood outside the large symphony hall she had been invited to by her friends, Lyra and Bonbon. To most it was just another historical building, but to those few musicians who got the opportunity to play in the magnificent Staccato-Legato Hall, it was a masterfully built work of art. The exterior was built to appear plain, yet held a subtle look of grandeur in the form of the large windows and hoof-crafted doors. The intricate carvings in the arches that housed the windows hinted at the crafthorseship of the ponies that built the building 50 years ago. The doors also held that same intricacy with the carvings of the hall that lay