[FoyI - 2] Polyphony (WiP - Last Edit: 4/2/13 2335)

[FoyI - 2] Polyphony

Continued from
Figment of your Instrument
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>That dream was fucked up, but what was worse was the fact that the music didn't stop after you woke up.
>It got quieter, sure, but it didn't stop.
>Hoping it was just your neighbors playing loud music; you rose from the floor and dusted yourself off.
>Listening closely, you realized there was a voice being nearly toned out by the music.
>An eerily familiar voice.
>A voice you'd heard merely hours ago.
>Making your way over to the door in the dimly lit room, you made the mistake of opening it.
>After cursing yourself and making sure you weren't blind, your eyes adjusted to the light.
>An eerily familiar apartment.  Eerily familiar voice.  Loud music.
>This was shaping up as a pretty rough couple of days already.
>Following the music to its source, you groaned when your fears were confirmed.
>Before you stood Octavia, who was trying her damndest to make a point to another pony.
>This new pony was a unicorn like Lyra, and was bobbing its head to the music.
>Seeing as how you were also being adversely affected by the music, you decided to help Octavia out.
>The thought never crossed your mind that you might not be able to interact with this new pony.
>As fate would have it though, your hand did indeed make contact with the velvety coat of the pony's back.
>The music stopped, much to your relief, and the unicorn turned to look at you.
>You learned two things in rapid succession after that.
>Number one: you could see and interact with the unicorn as well as Octavia.
>Number two: this unicorn was much more aggressive when it came to beings it did not recognize in its home.

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>"WHAT ARE YOU AND HOW DID YOU GET IN MY HOME?!"
>Shaking your head, you realized that you'd once more wound up on the floor and under Octavia.
>She noticed this as well, and tried to stand up.
>Her effort succeeded, only after crippling you when she stepped directly on your crotch.
>A short yelp later you had rolled to the side and proceeded to gasp for air.
>"Good job Tavi!  Quick, go get-- OW!"
>Through your moist eyes, you watched the unicorn rub the back of her head with a hoof as it gave Octavia a hurt look.
>"What was that for, Tavi?"
>"If you'd listened to me instead of ignoring me like you normally do, you probably would've noticed one of your experiments was running amuck."
>"Experiments?  What?"
>"Your sexual escapades, idiot."
>"Tavi, why're you bein so mean to me?"
>"YOU SHOVED ME INTO ANOTHER DIMENSION WITH THIS APE, AND NOW HE'S BACK HERE."
>"Oooooh!  Another dimension?  Was it cool?  Did they have music there?  What abo-"
>"VINYL!"
>"Oh!  Right!  Don't worry Tavi, I got it!"
>It seemed you could get no breaks no matter how hard you tried.
>After blinking for a moment, you realized something had attached itself to your face.  Something with a bit of weight to it.
>"Quick Tavi, get the cops!  I got it!  YAAAAAAAHHH!"
>You felt something hit your upper back.  It didn't exactly hurt, but it probably wasn't meant to feel good.
>As the mildly annoying beating continued, you sat up and tried to remove the improvised face hugger.
>You pried at the limbs you could find with your hands, only serving to discover that this thing was attached fairly well.
>"Vinyl, you are insufferable."

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>Presuming this creature on your face was the white unicorn Octavia was referring to, you tried a new approach to removing it and grabbed its sides.
>"Hey!  Don't do that!"
>Pushing the thing away from your face as best you could only serve to make Vinyl squirm.
>"No!  Cut it o-out!  T-that-"
>You stopped trying to remove Vinyl.  The realization had hit you like a ton of bricks.
>Slowly, you eased your grip into a softer one.
>"H-hey, what are you doing?"
>You began to move your fingers along the soft coat that was Vinyl's sides.
>"GAAAAHHH!"
>The unicorn squirmed and fidgeted, but never released your face.
>"S-STOP IT!  AAAAHAHAHA-I C-CAN'T TAKE IT!  T-TAVI!  HELP ME!"
>You faintly caught a new sound; something dangerously close to snickering.
>Apparently Vinyl took notice that you redoubled your efforts, and did the same.
>In reality, the worst you were getting was an unwarranted upper back massage.
>So long as Vinyl didn't piss herself laughing, you should be alright.
>After a few seconds of torture, you managed to pry Vinyl off of your face and hold her at arm’s length.
>You assumed she was a she because of the voice.  And the lack of dick in your face.  That too.
>Mostly the lack of dick slapping though.
>Examining the squirming ever-defiant unicorn, you found your assumptions to be true.
>You sighed internally, relieved that there was indeed no dick on your face.
>That would've made for one horrid face hugger.  More so than the ones in the alien films.
>After staring into each other’s eyes for a second, you both realized there was another noise in the room.

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>Both of you turning your heads towards the source, you found Octavia with her hoof over her mouth.  Giggling.
>You looked at Vinyl, she back at you, then you both looked at Octavia again.
>"V-Vinyl dear, y-you never mentioned you were ticklish."
>"Hey!  I'm not tickli-"
>You fidgeted your fingers along her ribs, interrupting her.
>"N-NO FAIR!"
>Hearing a thump, you released Vinyl when you found Octavia laughing on the floor.
>"Jeeze Tavi, you okay?"
>"I-I'm sorry, I just-pfffftt"
>Vinyl was pressing her hooves into your chest now, nose inches from your own.
>"WHAT DID YOU DO TO TAVI!?"
>You gave her a deadpan look and raised your hands, resting them a couple inches from her sides.
>Her eyes widened as you teased the fine hair that was her coat.
>You cocked your head, giving her a 'do it faggot' look.
>She backed off, not wanting a repeat of being made nothing more than a giggle fit.
>As Octavia caught her breath, she sat up still suppressing giggles.
>"A-anon, this is V-Vinyl.  Vinyl, anon."
>"Tavi, you never laugh.  What'd this 'anon' do to you?  I know where we can hide a body." she said, giving you a maniacal look.
>"Vinyl, you can't even clean your room, what makes you think you could hide a body?"
>"Hey!  I can to cl-"
>"Either way, you couldn't subdue him."
"It was a nice massage, to be fair."
>"Massage?!  Don't try and be tough, I know I was gettin you good!"
>"Calm down Vinyl, he's rather... well, pleasant isn't exactly the word I would choose, but he's certainly more tolerable than most."
>"You say so."
>"I was trying to tell you about him earlier, but you were too involved in your music as per usual."
>"You do the same thing!"
>"Yes, but I leave the eardrums of my guests intact."

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