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Prologue

"V-Vinyl, what has g-gotten into you?" Octavia mumbled through a shower of kisses and nuzzles, the unicorn being more aggressively affectionate than usual.

"You just look…sexy tonight." She responded sensually, forcing her lover back even further towards their bedroom.

"…I wouldn't worry about what's gotten into me…but you might wanna think about what's gonna get into you…" She whispered in her ear in the most sensual tone she could muster. Octavia's face turned a deep shade of crimson, returning the kisses almost as intensely as her partner.

The kisses grew more intense and more frequent with every passing moment, the brown pony finally forced onto her back when her rear legs made contact with the bed. Vinyl immediately straddled Octavia, continuing to shower her with gentle kisses and brushes of her mane, her tail gently twirling itself around her lover's.

Octavia's mind was in a flurry. 'Vinyl is being more aggressive than usual…I could DEFINITELY get used to this…' She thought as a smile spread across her flushed face. She practically squealed in delight when she felt Vinyl slowly begin to move down her body, her horn beginning to glow softly in the soft darkness of their room.

"Same as always, Octy?" The unicorn questioned softly.

"Same as always…" She responded, her heart racing.

That night, neither pony slept.

~Several Weeks Later~

Octavia watched the doctor pony walk out of the room and shut the door, leaving the cellist to the silence of the room around her, as well as her thoughts. She gazed around the room, looking to the familiar white-washed walls, as well as a familiar painting of what appeared to be a young colt staring at a vision chart while the doctor prepared a syringe behind him. She then noticed a rack of pamphlets near the door. She squinted a bit to read the print on one of the covers.

'Proper Hoof-Care for the Active Pony…' Octavia thought. 'Mother and father always took good care of me as a filly, so I never had to worry much about that…Vinyl on the other hand- ugh! She should at least file them down so they do not look like daggers!' She thought, grumbling inwardly.

She shook her head. 'What in Equestria has gotten into me lately? I have been overly sensitive to everything around me…oh, I hope I am not suffering performance exhaustion-'

Her thoughts ground to a sudden halt, her face turning beet red as she thought of the now two different types of "performance" that filled her head.

'NO, NO, NO! Not THAT type of performance! Oh, Octavia get a HOLD of yourself!' She yelled inwardly, doing her best to shake both the thought and the blush away. 'I'm even starting to THINK like her…' She then yawned, rubbing at her eyes briefly.

'I will say this, I have been feeling a little weak lately…maybe it WAS a good idea to listen to Vinyl…for once. Celestia knows this will be her last GOOD idea for a while- no, I should not say that. Vinyl is far from being dumb, it is just the sheer lack of coherence in her thought-process that-'

"Octavia?"

The voice made Octavia jump. She was so deep in thought she hadn't heard the nurse pony enter, holding some documents.

"N-Nurse Redheart, so good to see you again." She chuckled, her heart finally slowing down to a normal pace.

"It's good to see you too, Octavia." The cream colored pony with a soft pink mane and a red cross for a cutie mark gave her a warm smile.

"I have your results with me." She said, walking over to a nearby table and reading through the documents.

"Well, I'm very pleased with the results of your check-up." She said. "It would appear the problems you brought up with Doctor Haysworth were nothing to worry about. You just need more bed rest, is all…
especially now."

The last part passed right over Octavia's head. "Oh good, I was worried that the recent string of concerts and lack of rest because of them-" she paused for a moment and thought '-and because of a certain unicorn-' then continued, "-would have begun to affect my health."

"Well, you have nothing at all to worry about. You have a clean bill of health." The nurse smiled.

"Your blood-work came out fine; your hemoglobin is up, your white blood cell count is normal, although your blood pressure is a little higher than normal…" She stated.

"No surprise there." Octavia chuckled to herself. She loved Vinyl to death, but at times the DJ would just grate against her nerves.

"Oh, the doctor wanted me to remind you that you need more iron in your diet. Remember you're eating for two now." She giggled.

Octavia frowned. "Eating for two? I do not quite understand what you mean…have I gained weight?"

It was the nurse's turn to frown this time. "What do you mean you don't understand? Did the doctor not tell you when he was done examining you?"

Octavia's expression grew from one of confusion to one of worry. "Tell me what? Is there something wrong with me? Am I ill?!" She questioned, beginning to panic.

The nurse sighed. '…They don't pay me NEARLY enough for this…'

She then smiled. "Well, I guess then it's my job to say, congratulations to you, Miss Philharmonica- you're pregnant!"

Octavia's jaw unhinged itself from the rest of her skull. "C-Could y-y-you p-p-please r-r-repeat th-that?!"

"I said you're pregnant, Octavia. You're going to have a foal! Isn't this exciting?!" The nurse giggled.

"Oh…v-v-v-ery e-exciting…why is the world spinning?"

Apparently it was all too exciting, because it was only a moment later that Octavia ended up on the floor, unconscious from the shock.