www.youtube.com/watch?v=ypgltn…No matter how insane life was, and it certainly could be insane, Octavia Melody could always find solace in her cello. The voice of her gentle giant always enraptured her, and she could get lost in it for hours if the day allowed her.However, as the front door flew off its hinges and landed on the opposite side of the room, it was apparent that this was not one of those days. “WHERE IS SHE? WHERE IS THE WUB HORSE?“That was the way the little house’s third occupant let his roommates know he was home. Discjockius the Blaring didn’t believe in opening doors, and much preferred kicking them out of his way. Octavia tensed at the Noise Marine’s booming voice and carefully put her beloved instrument away, the mood thoroughly ruined.“BORING ONE! WHERE IS WUB HORSE?”“Until you address me by my proper name, you will have to find Vinyl on your own.”“BAH! MY NAME SUITS YOU FAR BETTER.“Octavia shot him a nasty glare, but he ignored her. He called out for his favorite toy again, the walls shaking. Sometimes that was enough to get Vinyl’s attention, but not often. Octavia hoped this was one of those rare times; she didn’t want to replace another wall so soon. Fortunately for her, it was, and Vinyl stumbled around the corner, tossing her headphones on the couch as she did so. She gave a limp wave to the two and slumped against a wall, turning to the corrupted Astartes.“THERE YOU ARE. COME, THE PRINCE HAS CALLED US.“The DJ cocked her head, smiling a little. “What, we got another show? Thought we got banned from~~”“NO! AS WE SPEAK, SWEET BEAUTIFUL SLAANESH IS BEING ROBBED! THIS WORLD IS FULL OF THIEVES!“That got their attention, but seeing as they didn’t understand, Discjockious sighed, shaking a vase off the mantle.“THEY HAVE MANY NAMES. THEY CALL THEMSELVES THE ELDARITH YNNEAS, BUT THEY ARE NOTHING BUT PETTY THIEVES. THEY SEEK TO STEAL THE PAINS AND PLEASURES THAT GLORIOUS SLAANESH SO RIGHTFULLY CLAIMS. THEY HAVE COME TO YOUR WRETCHED LITTLE PLANET.“Octavia’s eyes widened. “Do.. do you mean to tell me that Equestria is being invaded? We should inform the Princess right away! Vinyl, get Twilight. Celestia needs to know~~”“THERE IS NO NEED. WE SHALL PURGE THEM OURSELVES. WUB HORSE, BRING YOUR INTRUMENTS.“Octavia stared at them, mouth hanging open a little. It was a strange look on the normally sophisticated mare.”…You’re going to fight them with music.“It wasn’t a question. It was a brain trying to wrap itself around one of the stupidest things it had come across, which for Octavia was saying something. She never thought she’d see something top the “twinkie-wiener sandwich” Vinyl picked up from a traveling party planner.“YES. WE SHALL SLAUGHTER THEM AND LEAVE YOU TO YOUR BORING QUIET, BORING ONE.“Something snapped in Octavia. Already her day had been ruined, but she was not going to let this uncultured, hedonistic simpleton rub a great musician’s work in the mud like that.“Treple Clef’s suites are most certainly not boring! She was a genius, and she revitalized the entire 930’s style of~~” “TREPLE CLEF WAS A CROWD-PLEASING HACK WHO DID NOTHING BUT RECYCLE PIECES FROM OLDER MUSICIANS WITH ACTUAL TALENT. ANYONE WHO THINKS SHE WAS WORTH A LISTEN HAS FORFEITED THEIR AUTHORITY ON MUSIC.“Octavia was in shock. Did this neanderthal have some sense of taste after all? Was there a musical soul deep beneath that warped purple armor? Perhaps she had misjudged him, and harshly too. It wouldn’t have been the first time, she thought, a little flustered. Maybe… maybe there was a kindred spirit in~~”SIMPLY BECAUSE I KNOW ABOUT IT DOESN’T MEAN IT’S NOT BORING. COME WUB HORSE, THEY HAVE LIVED TOO LONG.“As he stomped outside with Vinyl tucked under his arm, Octavia could feel herself deflate a little. No, she was right about him the first time. As his monsterous vehicle roared to life and rumbled away towards the “thieves”, the silver mare retrieved her beloved instrument. Boring or not, she still had a little quiet to herself. Time to fix that.Tahsath sniffed the air and took a deep breath. This world was so clean, so pure, so untouched… much like its inhabitants. The black-hearted Eldar looked over the ridge at the little village below. Charming little place. It would have to go. He looked back at his crew, as they set the slave cages up, ready for a large haul today. He grinned, his sharpened teeth glinting in the unnaturally bright sunlight. This was going to be fun!And then he heard something. Actually, he heard two things. The quieter of the two was the rumble of an engine. The louder…“Oh damn it all…”“And then we blasted them to bits! We like legit blew people up with music!”“Vinyl, chew with your mouth closed.”“Tavi, babe, I don’t think you’re getting how fuggin’ AWESOME that was!”“I’m more than a little disturbed by how happy you are about massacring them.”“THEY MEANT TO CONQUER, ENSLAVE, AND TORTURE YOUR PEOPLE FOR FUN.”“Also they are like, huge jerks. Like you wouldn’t even believe-”“Vinyl, that is disgusting! Can you please just wait to talk? And isn’t that what you want to do, Mr. Disc?”“I WANT TO DO IT FOR THE GLORY OF SLAANESH. IT IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT.”“Yeah! What he said!“Vinyl, I… you know what, forget it.”***Ahh, Dark Eldar. The one faction that manages to be more evil than the people literally made of evil. You make Chaos look like the good guys!Anyway, one of my sillier headcanons is that Vinyl Scratch and Octavia live with a Noise Marine. He was accidentally summoned to Equestria by the Crusaders’ disastrous rock opera, and he was about to call in his twisted battle brothers to claim the planet… but then he heard on of Vinyl’s songs and forgot. He forced his way into their house and refuses to leave, much to Boring One’s ire.