Post by Scootaloo on Aug 6, 2012 5:59:40 GMT -5
What you are about to read is completely, 100% MUCK canon and true.
Awwww yeeeeaaaah.
Marble Memory, Keeper of Artifacts, Master of Rituals, Filer of Late Study Paperwork, is departing from the cafe, cup of coffee balanced on one wing, two bran muffins on the other, he's got a certain spring in his step today. It's a fine morning, and for maybe the first time in his life: Marble is absolutely NOT bothered by the idea he has absolutely no work to go to. A pony who seems to be so bothered with vacations... is... HAPPY to be on medical leave?
Maybe this is because of the pretty unicorn mare who opens the door for him with her magic, planting a soft kiss on his lips as she levitates her own coffee as she lets her coltfriend through the door. Unfortunately, as soon as the couple exit, they are faced with an onslaught of fans and cameras chanting their names. Seeing a disaster waiting to happen, Vinyl takes Marble's things in her magic and levitates them away from the crowd, before taking his hoof and carefully pulling him through.
Marble looks wide-eyed at the sudden appearance of a crowd and... cameras. Fans? O... o-oh dear. The bureaucrat chases after Vinyl on her behest, knowing that she wishes to evade this sort of attention for both their sakes. Vinyl might be used to this sort of attention, unpleasant as it is. Marble is by no means used to this sort of thing.
Vinyl tries to fend off the reporters, not answering their questions and gently ushering her coltfriend along the street. However, this is about to get a LOT harder, as a rock on the floor trips her and she very almost crashes to the floor. "Agh!" she cries, trying to keep hold of the food and drink in her magic grip. No harm done. Well, apart from when a young filly taps her shoulder. "Miss PON-3? This fell out your bag." Vinyl's eyes glaze over in horror as it sinks in that the object the filly is holding... is a bright, glittering diamond ring. The crowd falls silent.
Marble tries desperately to hide the ring. Not that he is ashamed at *all* to be engaged to be married to one of Equestria's top musical talent! Absolutely not! But he remembers things Vinyl has said to him, wishes she's had in terms of discretion. The pony dives for the ring, hoping to hide it before the first photo is taken.
Not good. Really not good. And despite Marble's attempt to snatch the ring away (which traumatises the young fan holding it), the Ponyrazzi has already seen. "Was that... a *ring*?" they ask. "Are you two getting hitched?!" Cameras snap, and Vinyl hides her face, clinging to her coltfriend for dear life. "U... u-uh..." the DJ stammers.
If anything, MArble may have just made an already bad situation worse, since in the process of snagging the ring from the poor fan of Vinyl's, he winds p holding it pretty well withing good view of everypony. With Vinyl holding on for dear life, it's already pretty clear. Vinyl knew about the ring, as did Marble. They're trying to hide it. They are very much going to get married. Marble's getting a face full of flash from the cameras. Smile for the camera, Marble Memory. "N... n-no comment! I am a r-representative of Their Majesties! Y... y-you have no right to publish those photographs!"
Seeing the cameras flash, Vinyl relaxes her grip. "Cool it, Marble, I got this." She steps forward, right into the realm of the crowds, takes the ring, and slips it on her horn. Then she relaxes a little, posing with it on, lowering her head so the dazzling gemstone sparkles in the summer sun. The cameras flash, and the ponies begin to cheer. "Look, guys..." she tells them. "The rumours are true. Marble and I are getting married. And we're very happy." A reporter speaks up. "But what about DJ MixxTap3? Weren't you with her?" This catches Vinyl off-guard. What *about* Mixtape? She had been getting suspicious for a while now, with Vinyl refusing dates and outings to avoid an inevitable affair. She loves Mixtape, but... as a music partner. Being "together", well... it didn't look very long-term. "I... we..." A white lie incoming... it is sorta true. "We... broke it off." A flurry of quills can be heard scratching eagerly on notepads as the crowd absorbs Vinyl's every last word.
Marble helps himself back up to his feet. He has to support Vinyl. He *wants* to support Vinyl. He scoots closer, then he wraps a hoof around her. "Why must you ponies focus so much on the negative? Mixtape is a good close friend, somepony we care about. But Vinyl and I found ourselves thinking more long term. About our future." Marble says, not realizing he *could* be making things worse. "And things developed from there. *Very* positively!" Oh dear. Marble shouldn't try to handle media.
Vinyl giggles, pressing her lips to Marble's cheek affectionately, elliciting a "d'aww" from the crowd. "Mixtape is still the second best DJ in Equestria," she grins. "And besides, what's wrong with a musician falling for a bureaucrat? I'm still awesome." she says with slight arrogance as the crowd claps. "Now..." she says, not quite ready for any more secrets to be revealed. "We gotta go. Wedding preps and all that!" She takes Marble's hoof, and finally manages to pull free of the crowd.
Marble blushes, then kisses his fiance on her nose lovingly. Marble runs alongside his now-revealed fiance. Well, at least it wasn't a full-on confession of all the secrets in Equestria. Vinyl made the right call or Marble may have ended up simply sinking the two deeper in media trouble.
Cantering down a side-street, Vinyl stops and makes sure she is away from the press before levitating her coffee over and taking a sip. When Marble catches up, she wraps her hooves tight around him and gives him a tender kiss. "We did it," she giggles. "I'm so proud of you."
Marble returns the kiss, When he finally breaks it, allowing Vinyl to drink her coffee, he speaks. "Proud of me? I felt like I was just tightening that... media noose around us and making things worse. For all you know the next thing I'd blurt out is that we're--"
To be continued...
The next day, whilst walking through town, a salespony zips up in front of you and waves a newspaper in your face.
"DJ PON-3 and Marble Memory, engaged to be married!" he announces. You take a startled step back, before taking the newspaper in your hooves. This is big gossip, regardless of whether you know the pair or not. You stare at the headline, the picture, that dazzling ring adorning the DJ's horn...
... it is now up to you as to whether you like this news or not.
Consider yourselves ALL now OOCly and ICly notified of this event. Huzzah! The drama has been doubled!
Awwww yeeeeaaaah.
Marble Memory, Keeper of Artifacts, Master of Rituals, Filer of Late Study Paperwork, is departing from the cafe, cup of coffee balanced on one wing, two bran muffins on the other, he's got a certain spring in his step today. It's a fine morning, and for maybe the first time in his life: Marble is absolutely NOT bothered by the idea he has absolutely no work to go to. A pony who seems to be so bothered with vacations... is... HAPPY to be on medical leave?
Maybe this is because of the pretty unicorn mare who opens the door for him with her magic, planting a soft kiss on his lips as she levitates her own coffee as she lets her coltfriend through the door. Unfortunately, as soon as the couple exit, they are faced with an onslaught of fans and cameras chanting their names. Seeing a disaster waiting to happen, Vinyl takes Marble's things in her magic and levitates them away from the crowd, before taking his hoof and carefully pulling him through.
Marble looks wide-eyed at the sudden appearance of a crowd and... cameras. Fans? O... o-oh dear. The bureaucrat chases after Vinyl on her behest, knowing that she wishes to evade this sort of attention for both their sakes. Vinyl might be used to this sort of attention, unpleasant as it is. Marble is by no means used to this sort of thing.
Vinyl tries to fend off the reporters, not answering their questions and gently ushering her coltfriend along the street. However, this is about to get a LOT harder, as a rock on the floor trips her and she very almost crashes to the floor. "Agh!" she cries, trying to keep hold of the food and drink in her magic grip. No harm done. Well, apart from when a young filly taps her shoulder. "Miss PON-3? This fell out your bag." Vinyl's eyes glaze over in horror as it sinks in that the object the filly is holding... is a bright, glittering diamond ring. The crowd falls silent.
Marble tries desperately to hide the ring. Not that he is ashamed at *all* to be engaged to be married to one of Equestria's top musical talent! Absolutely not! But he remembers things Vinyl has said to him, wishes she's had in terms of discretion. The pony dives for the ring, hoping to hide it before the first photo is taken.
Not good. Really not good. And despite Marble's attempt to snatch the ring away (which traumatises the young fan holding it), the Ponyrazzi has already seen. "Was that... a *ring*?" they ask. "Are you two getting hitched?!" Cameras snap, and Vinyl hides her face, clinging to her coltfriend for dear life. "U... u-uh..." the DJ stammers.
If anything, MArble may have just made an already bad situation worse, since in the process of snagging the ring from the poor fan of Vinyl's, he winds p holding it pretty well withing good view of everypony. With Vinyl holding on for dear life, it's already pretty clear. Vinyl knew about the ring, as did Marble. They're trying to hide it. They are very much going to get married. Marble's getting a face full of flash from the cameras. Smile for the camera, Marble Memory. "N... n-no comment! I am a r-representative of Their Majesties! Y... y-you have no right to publish those photographs!"
Seeing the cameras flash, Vinyl relaxes her grip. "Cool it, Marble, I got this." She steps forward, right into the realm of the crowds, takes the ring, and slips it on her horn. Then she relaxes a little, posing with it on, lowering her head so the dazzling gemstone sparkles in the summer sun. The cameras flash, and the ponies begin to cheer. "Look, guys..." she tells them. "The rumours are true. Marble and I are getting married. And we're very happy." A reporter speaks up. "But what about DJ MixxTap3? Weren't you with her?" This catches Vinyl off-guard. What *about* Mixtape? She had been getting suspicious for a while now, with Vinyl refusing dates and outings to avoid an inevitable affair. She loves Mixtape, but... as a music partner. Being "together", well... it didn't look very long-term. "I... we..." A white lie incoming... it is sorta true. "We... broke it off." A flurry of quills can be heard scratching eagerly on notepads as the crowd absorbs Vinyl's every last word.
Marble helps himself back up to his feet. He has to support Vinyl. He *wants* to support Vinyl. He scoots closer, then he wraps a hoof around her. "Why must you ponies focus so much on the negative? Mixtape is a good close friend, somepony we care about. But Vinyl and I found ourselves thinking more long term. About our future." Marble says, not realizing he *could* be making things worse. "And things developed from there. *Very* positively!" Oh dear. Marble shouldn't try to handle media.
Vinyl giggles, pressing her lips to Marble's cheek affectionately, elliciting a "d'aww" from the crowd. "Mixtape is still the second best DJ in Equestria," she grins. "And besides, what's wrong with a musician falling for a bureaucrat? I'm still awesome." she says with slight arrogance as the crowd claps. "Now..." she says, not quite ready for any more secrets to be revealed. "We gotta go. Wedding preps and all that!" She takes Marble's hoof, and finally manages to pull free of the crowd.
Marble blushes, then kisses his fiance on her nose lovingly. Marble runs alongside his now-revealed fiance. Well, at least it wasn't a full-on confession of all the secrets in Equestria. Vinyl made the right call or Marble may have ended up simply sinking the two deeper in media trouble.
Cantering down a side-street, Vinyl stops and makes sure she is away from the press before levitating her coffee over and taking a sip. When Marble catches up, she wraps her hooves tight around him and gives him a tender kiss. "We did it," she giggles. "I'm so proud of you."
Marble returns the kiss, When he finally breaks it, allowing Vinyl to drink her coffee, he speaks. "Proud of me? I felt like I was just tightening that... media noose around us and making things worse. For all you know the next thing I'd blurt out is that we're--"
To be continued...
The next day, whilst walking through town, a salespony zips up in front of you and waves a newspaper in your face.
"DJ PON-3 and Marble Memory, engaged to be married!" he announces. You take a startled step back, before taking the newspaper in your hooves. This is big gossip, regardless of whether you know the pair or not. You stare at the headline, the picture, that dazzling ring adorning the DJ's horn...
... it is now up to you as to whether you like this news or not.
Consider yourselves ALL now OOCly and ICly notified of this event. Huzzah! The drama has been doubled!
