Carnival Night Blues

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Pumpkin smashing catapults? A gluttony of common carnival fare?! CHEAP COSTUMES!?

Prince Blueblood was finding that he was not having a good time at the Nightmare Night festival in Ponyville. His dislike of the common-class’s parties was rather well known amongst those in Canterlot, and his exile to Ponyville was simply enhancing this dislike. It had been some time since he had been sent to this backwater little town, and he still had not yet ‘mingled with the common folk’ enough to his parents satisfaction. So here he was attending this ‘celebration’, doing his best to keep a smile on to hide his distaste for the going ons here.

It wasn’t that he disliked Nightmare Night; he had plenty of fond memories of enjoying the celebrations at the various Nightmare Night balls that were held throughout Canterlot. The finest deserts, imported candies, elegant masked costumes. That was the way to celebrate a holiday, not running around in the dirt and mud sending pumpkins flying through the air. And he swore that earlier he had seen a pony bathing in the ‘bobbing for apples’ game. That alone should have made the owner of such a game to have been fined for several health code violations. Apparently such concerns, however, were not on the minds of the peasantry tonight.

At the very least he was able to try and drown his boredom and disinterest in some of the freshly made cider that was being offered. Normally he wouldn’t even touch cider unless it was made with apples from imported or Canterlot-ian farms, but with no other real options available, he had found himself ordering a mug or two. To this then he had to give some credit to the peasants; at least they could make a good cup of cider. That, however, was about the most he was willing to credit them at this moment of time.

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[Vinyl Scratch]

It was the best night of the year!! The night where she, VINYL SCRATCH, would get tons and tons of candy for absolutely free. What could possibly be better than FREE CANDY. Not to mention the costumes, oh how she loved the costumes. This year she wore a dark cape with a red inside. The collar made it halfway up her face before ending in the typical curves of a classic vampire cape. In her mouth she had fangs...GLOWING FANGS!!! They were fake of course, but they were fricken awesome. Who knew the stuff in glowsticks glowed after you broke it open? It tasted horrible, but now most of her mouth was glowing and the fangs looked awesome!!!

Even better, she was in Ponyville!! The place where Nightmare Moon herself had been rumored to show up last year. Not to mention she was getting way more candy than usual. None of that Canterlot-ian, snooty talk like 'Aren't you a bit old to go trick or treating' and 'candy? Heavens no, but we have apples!' They should be locked up. First of all, who actually properly enunciation the 'or' in trick or treat and second, apples? Really? It was Nightmare Night not national awareness day for overweight ponies.

As she snuck up on a group of foals she adjusted her signature shades. Yes, she had worn her shades to an outside event...at night. But she was doing great! So far she had only run into some number of things she wasn't going to bother to keep count of. She jumped the final few feet towards the foals and yelled "I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD!!! BLUEGH BLUEGH!!!" sending the kids scurrying away as she rolled onto her side laughing. [dolor=mediumpurple]"Priceless, simply priceless."

[/color] Vinyl chocked out as she stood up and shook off the ground's dust.

She looked about and spotted something. Something odd, even for her. Somepony that looked distinctly Canterlot-ian was here and he looked familiar but Vinyl couldn't place where she had seen him before. She felt like it was pretty important to...well that would have to wait. She had somepony else to scare!! She quite deliberately found her way directly behind him and slowly crept up on him.

Now this was what tonight was all about. Scaring ponies for absolutely no reason. Vinyl, while she rarely got scared herself, was happy to help terrify everypony, especially some Canterlot pony. Even if he was cool enough to come down to Ponyville, she could not forgive a lack of costume on Nightmare Night!! It was a national holiday after all. "I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD!!!!! BLUEGH BLUEGH!!!!" she yelled out as loudly as she could, which was pretty an impressive volume, and rearing onto her hind legs. Her front legs were up in the air poised above her head, as if ready to attack. She completed the image with a bit of extra hissing and one last "BLUEGHHHHH"


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It really wasn’t that long before Blueblood was finding himself getting bored even of the task of drinking himself silly with the cider. While decent, it was still way below his normal level of taste, and it was bothering him that he was starting to get used to this carnival fare level spread. Setting down his mug, Blueblood lazily began to lean on the table when all of a sudden…

“I VANT TO SUCK YOUR BLOOD!!!!! BLUEGH BLUEGH!!!!”

Not even turning around to take a look at whatever in Celestia’s name was making that sound, Blueblood darted forward before sliding into a duck and cover position. Heart racing, body shaking, he started taking deep breaths to try and calm himself down. Turning around, he found himself looking at some pony dressed as a vampire and wearing sunglasses (why would you wear sunglasses at night he wondered). His fear calming down, he slowly got back onto his (still shaking) legs. Facing his attacker, for that is what he was going to call her now, he glared at her.

”How dare you sneak up and scare a member of the royal family like that. Do you even know who I am you obnoxious little miscreant?!”

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[Vinyl Scratch]

That had gone even be better than expected. Vinyl had made a full grown, pretty large, stallion run away like a little filly from a timberwolf. Priceless. Absolutely priceless. This was why Nightmare Night was the best night of the entire year! What could possibly be more fun than scaring the cider out of somepony. A pony from Canterlot too! He had that accent. The 'I'm so much better than you in every was possible you uncouth ruffian' accent.

Of course, she was a bit to busy laughing on her back to notice what he was saying. "BUAHAHAHAHAHA, oh Celestia! You should have seen your face! It was so-pffftt." she said before falling into a fit of laughter for a moment, rolling on the ground. She would treasure this moment forever, or at least until she forgot about it. After all, she had a show later, something really really cool could happen later and blow this out of the water.

"Y-y-ya said something a-about royal junk? I thought you looked familiar! I played at the wedding!" she said proudly, her mouth glowing as she smiled. She was still holding in her chuckles but she doing her best to actually talk. She rolled up and back onto her feet, taking a few steps towards the stallion. "And I'm not little, I'm fun sized." she added sticking her tongue out at him.

"Besides, don't be so uptight. It was just a joke. A perfect, super hilarious, scare you out of your fur, joke and it went perfectly." Vinyl said, nearly breaking into a fit of laughter again as she remembered him scurrying away from him. "So what's your name scaredy pony? I'm Vinyl Scratch, best musician in Equestria. You've probably heard of me. I'm sorta a big deal on the night scene."

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And now the mare was having the audacity to mock him? By now his legs had stopped shaking, but he was still scowling as he watched the mare roll around on the ground in a fit of laughter. Hmph, didn’t even have the decency to do a polite laugh and not get dirt and dust everywhere. Commoners and their pranks; oh he so despised them. And by now it was obvious to him that she ignored everything he had just said, which prompted him to put yet another strike against her in his mental tally. Obnoxious, uncouth, loud, lacking self-control; this was a prime example of commoner behavior that he simply could not understand why his family wanted him to study.

Finally she calmed down enough to actually talk, in between giggles it seemed. He raised an eyebrow when she stated that she had worked at the royal wedding; he could hardly believe that was the case. Then again, his aunts always had a thing for bringing in the peasant’s music, and the whole thing had been organized by Rarity and her Ponyville friends. Hmm, so it wasn’t surprising at all that she was there.

”Oh yes, the wedding. I heard that turned into quite the mess, what with the Changelings and all,” he mumbled out in reply. He had not been present at the wedding, still wanting to avoid any dealings with the Elements of Harmony after the events of the Gala. Besides, he had important work to do; prior to his banishment he had planned on adding in a new hedge maze to his estates and had been laying out the designs for it. Oh how he would rather be doing that then watching this unkempt mare sticking her tongue at him. Why would anyone want to see such a nasty, wet thing?

And as he expected, she tried to defend herself about it just being a joke and how he needed to loosen up.

”Yes, well, I usually do not partake in such activities,” he responded, dusting himself off the best he could, with little success. Great, now he was going to have to go down to the spa (he would admit that the mares there did now what they were doing) and wash again…okay, things could be worse. Twas no surprise to him, of course, that she did not know he was; her demeanor did not strike him as one who kept up with the latest goings on of royalty and other things of importance. He, however, had no idea who she was either. Probably for the best; he doubted that the music she created would be appealing to his more refined musical palette.

”No, I have unfortunately not had the pleasure of knowing you Miss Scratch,” he replied, remembering finally he was supposed to at least be faking some levels of manner towards these dirty-hoofed miscreants,”I am Prince Blueblood, nephew of Princess Celestia and Princess Luna and oldest son of the Blueblood family.”

[Vinyl Scratch]

"No wedding then...hmmm, musta seen a picture of ya or something, or maybe a look alike" she smiled "The changelings made everything so wild! It was all, BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ, and everypony was screaming there heads off, it was loud, even for me and that saying something." and it was, when Vinyl said something was loud, it practically meant that most ponies would be covering their ears and cowering in a corner, coincidentally that had been exactly what some of 'Canterlot's finest aristocrats' had done.

Of course she had simply watched it all from under her shades, confused more than anything else. She had never heard of anything like a changeling until that day. She still barely knew what had happened. "So what you mean is that you don't take part in having fun?" what could somepony do without joking? Be serious all the time? Was that even possible?

"Ohhh, the princesses? You're related to them? Neato!" she was really only half interested. Sure it was cool he was related to the princess, but she didn't really, ya know, care. At all actually, unless~. "So do you get special treatment? Can you ask for favors?!?" Now that would be cool, not to mention useful.

She could use some royal advertising. Then again, that kind of support might attract more super fancy ponies like the one standing in front of her, that would suck. Sure she loved to ridicule, tease and poke fun of the rich ponies, but she couldn't actually put up with a crowd of them without...well something bad would happen, she was sure of it. "Well, it's your lucky day! You get to spend part of your Nightmare Night with the funnest mare around: DJ-P0n3!" she said rearing up on her hind legs and throwing her hooves into the air dramatically with a winning, and ridiculously large, smile. "So what first, bobbing for apples or candy or scaring foals? Do you think Luna'll show up again like last year?"

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Hmm, maybe it had been rather much of him to expect a commoner to really be paying attention to the who’s who of pony royalty. At the very least it seemed that she didn’t recognize him from all the tabloids from the aftermath of the Grand Galloping Gala. At that he felt some relief…well, at least the relief of not being found out. He was still rather in a bit of a fuss about the prank, and the wild attitude of the mare got on his nerves a little. Dear Celestia her insistence on always talking was just so…grrrr. That was it, the annoyance of the mare was so great he could not mentally think of a word to describe it. A slight tick in the eye was about all that was shown on his face, however, to represent his annoyance.

”Yes, the buzzing was quite an annoyance. The having magical bolts of energy being shot at you was just an afterthought it seems,” he replied, using the slight sarcasm to help relieve his tension a little bit.

Her fun comment was slightly out of line; of course he had fun. Polo, garden parties, balls and galas, watching the pegasi races (and the occasional gambling on them). Why, he was a regular social animal among the rich and elite. Rolling his eyes, however, he figured there was no point in arguing with Vinyl over the finer points of having fun.

”What you consider fun and what I consider fun are clearly worlds apart from each other, and I may suggest that we leave it at that.”

For a brief moment his mood improved as he got to boast about himself, but the obvious lack of actual interest from the mare ruined it. Hmph, no respect for even a nephew of the princesses! Even if he was banished, he was still related to royalty. More importantly, however, was that he could not understand why that was not impressive? Just about everypony else he mentioned that too was in awe, though the asking about favors was part of the normal reaction. He would give her that much credit at least. Of course he couldn’t get any favors from them, before or after his banishment, but he wasn’t going to try and stop that from giving a good impression.

”Well, they have been known to let me make use of the castle for various social gatherings and what not,” he replied. It was sort of true; he tended to go to every social event at the castle, and was on planning committees for a few of them as well. He just never personally asked them about doing something for him.

As the conversation continued, and the mare discussed the joys of having a night of hanging out with her, Blueblood finally realized he was going to have to be more proactive in getting her to leave him alone. He had no wish to associate with the ruffian, or in participating in gathering of apples or candy or frightening children. Watching as she reared up on her hind legs, Blueblood looked at her for a second before turning around and starting to walk off.

”I think instead I shall find my own entertainment for the night. It was nice meeting you miss Vinyl. Have a pleasant evening.”

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[Vinyl Scratch]

"Finally somepony gets it! Magic bolts shmagic bolts." she said, purposely and spitefully to his sarcasm. "As a musician, the worst part was that they were out of tune. All atonal and hooorrible intonation and steadiness." now she was just messing with him, their intonation hadn't been that bad at all...not that she had noticed or anything, but they had made this weird pulsing drone sound, something she still remembered because she was planning to use it in a song at some point.She'd call it tempo change...or something with a changeling pun in it. She had to give credit where credit was due, even if it was to emotion sucking creatures that she had never even heard of before. She had musical honesty, after all, she'd be on a rampage is someone stole her music. "What you consider fun is, like, tiny fun. You need big fun!!" she shouted, throwing her hooves up into the air and spreading her front legs to the side as far as possible to show how big the big fun had to be, relative to her body mass, it was a ton of fun...almost literally.

Then he mentioned that he did have the resources to use areas of the Castle. Vinyl's ears instantly perked up as she stared at the stallion intently. "That's so cool!!!" Vinyl practically yelled. She then ran over and stopped in front of him as he tried to escape, no such luck "Wait! I was wondering if you could try and get me a venue somewhere at the castle? or maybe just a gig playing there?" Vinyl looked up at the stallion hopefully "Pretty please? I'll do anything! and it'll totes make this a super pleasant night!"