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There was no way you were leaving without getting even with Vinyl Scratch first; something about how utterly humiliating she was to you you couldn’t shake. This was the kind of pony who needed to be brought down a peg every now and then.
With your envelope stuffed into your satchel, you creep out into the main lounge. The house is still and all you can hear is obnoxious snoring coming from one of the rooms. You assume it’s Vinyl.
You’re not sure exactly how to get back at her. You pause for a moment and try to conjure something up. This mare doesn’t even care about anything, so what could you possibly do to ruffle her feathers?
You remember the sheer amount of clutter you tidied up in her room earlier; most of it was trash, but there were some assorted electronics and DJ equipment. Maybe you could swipe something and sell it on. She probably wouldn’t miss it.
It’s risky, and for a moment you consider just leaving now and never returning to this place, but there would be some satisfaction in knowing you’d had the last laugh.
You keep your footfalls as silent as possible and head towards her room. The door is already half open so you slowly push your way inside.
Surprise surprise - it is her snoring so loudly. She’s sprawled out over her bed, bedsheets basically halfway off the bed.
The room smells pretty funky, too. A humid stench of body odor.
The mess has already started to return, too. You don’t see how this could be possible but... whatever. You’re here for only one thing.
You notice the pile of music equipment is on the other side of her bed. Great. You can’t just walk up to it and swipe something, you’re going to have to lean over her to get it.
You take a deep breath and wipe your brow. Once you’ve got this, you can get the hell out and never look back.
You begin to quietly bend and stretch over Vinyl’s sleeping self, keeping your breath held as you stretch your arms out as far as they’ll go.
You peer down at her, laying on her stomach. She even looks like a slob when she sleeps, a little pool of drool accumulating around her mouth.
You can see a microphone that looks like it could be worth something. It’s probably the lightest and easiest to carry thing there, too.
You reach out a little closer... closer... until...
brrrrrppp
The slovenly mare lets out a wet, rumbling fart in her sleep, and directly into your face, using her tail to waft it away.
It smells even worse than the one she made you smell earlier. All the food from the day settled in her stomach in one disgustingly sour cocktail.
It affects your concentration and makes it much harder to stay in your poised position, but you manage to, and grab the microphone.
Yes! You begin to bring it back towards you, making sure you’re still hovering over the sleeping pony, and then...
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