”…so, really Vinyl, it was just an accident, it was more my fault for not watching where my hooves were. I’ll just be a little more bouncy for a while, is all, you needn’t be upset over it.”  
“W-well, alright… st-still, I feel like if I hadn’t have puffed you up in the first place-”  
“Ahp-ap-ap, don’t you start again, we’ve been through it all already. Tell you what, how about I go make us both some tea, need to be moving about to help with breathing some of all this out anyways and you do seem like you could use something to calm your nerves a little.”  
“U-uh, are you sure, Tavi? I mean, I-I can do it for you, kinda, maybe… you put the bag-thingy in the water and boil it, right?”  
“Trust me, Vinyl, I can do it just fine, even like this. You just stay here and relax…
 
…erm, could you just help me onto my hooves first? Eheh…”
 
It’d seem that Vinyl’s finally calmed down after finding Octavia on that mini-compressor, and after a little while of helping the cellist deflate down they’re finally having a pleasant discussion on the whole matter. Meanwhile Vinyl remains none the wiser…
 
Did I mention that where I come from, ‘next week’ occasionally can also refer to ‘one and a half months later’? No? Well, yeah, because it doesn’t, and I’ve just had the lazy. But, the adventures of Orbtavia and vinyly Vinyl will conclude over the next few days, mark my words!
 
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