Trombone2525 Posted October 29, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 29, 2012 [colour=#008000]"Dammit Saxon, why?! Why do you always attempt to ruin things for me?"[/colour]Forte stared after Saxon, but let him leave. He had roughly half an hour before it was time for him to go back on. He ran outside and found White Feather crying on a bench. He flew over to her and sat next to her.[colour=#008000]"White Feather? What did he say to you?"[/colour] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 29, 2012 Report Share Posted October 29, 2012 //WhiteFeather stared at him as tears ran down her face.~ "Y-You lied I t-thought you were a-a good pony...Y-You abandoned S-Saxon and... a-and..." //WhiteFeather tucked her face inside her hooves and curled up.~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted October 29, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 29, 2012 Forte looked stunned. Saxon had always tried to sabatage good things that happened to Forte. At least, he did before they started playing together. Why was he doing it again now?[colour=#008000]"White Feather... No, I didnt abandon Saxon. We were in the same boat, until he left."[/colour]Forte then began to explain everything, starting with his and Saxon's rivalry since they were foals. He explained how they were always trying to one up eachother, and how Forte was always the one to come out on top, musically. Socially, though, Forte was always a little awkward. Saxon, however, was always the one the fillies flocked to. And Saxon always tried to flaunt this advantage over Forte, who was better than Saxon in most other ways. And whenever Forte did find a filly who was interested, Saxon tried to sabatoge it. At least, he did, until they both graduated from the Canterlot School of Music. Then they were in the same boat. They were unknown musicians, trying to find a place to preform. So they both took to preforming on the streets. First they were seperate, but when Forte started to make some money and bought a cheap apartment, he extended an olive branch. At first, Saxon's pride wouldnt let him move in with Forte, but eventually, hunger over-rode his pride and Saxon accepted his offer. Forte didnt let him live there for free, though. He made Saxon earn his housing, mostly through helping around, helping to clean and cook. And in return, Forte gave him a home, and food. Although, the food wasnt the best, and Saxon did tend to get the worse parts... Then, when they decided to start to play together, they shared the money. They both ate well, and they were even happy, for the most part. Then, one day, Forte messed up. He was so caught up in playing and getting better, that he didnt pay the rent for the apartment. Forte and Saxon were both evicted, and they spent the next week on park benches. They had enough money for food, but their deteriorating apperances due to lack of showering soon led them to hunger again. So, out of desparation, Saxon sold their instruments. Forte was furious, and they fought. Saxon left, and Forte continued his life up till that point.[colour=#008000]"I admit, I have made mistakes. A lot of them, actually. And yeah, I could have treated him better, but I guess it was nice to be in power, after all the times he took from me. But I always tried to make sure that both me and him were taken care of. I hope you can see that..."[/colour]He looked at her for a moment. She had stopped crying, but her face was still buried in her hooves. After she didnt respond for a bit, he sighed, walked up to her, kissed her cheek, and started to walk back towards the concert hall, his head down, his wings drooping. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 30, 2012 Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 [colour=#d3d3d3]//WhiteFeather[/colour][colour=#FFA07A] blushed furiously as Forte kissed her cheek, slowly removing her face from her hooves as she got up, quickly running over to him and giving him a hug.~ "[/colour][colour=#d3d3d3]I-I believe you, Forte...[/colour][colour=#FFA07A]"[/colour] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted October 30, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 Forte was surprised, not expecting her to come back. "Come back to the concert?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 30, 2012 Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 [colour=#d3d3d3]//WhiteFeather[/colour][colour=#ffa07a] attempted a smile, blushing.~ "[/colour][colour=#d3d3d3]E-Even though I look like a trainwreck, y-yes...[/colour][colour=#ffa07a]"[/colour] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted October 30, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 Forte brushed the hair out of her face with his hoof.[colour=#008000]"You look beautiful."[/colour]And with that, Forte kissed her. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 30, 2012 Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 //WhiteFeather blushed deeply as he kissed her, flustered and confused.~ "U-U-Uhm..." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted October 30, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 Forte smiled, then took her wing in his, and led her back to the concert hall. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Huscarl Posted October 30, 2012 Report Share Posted October 30, 2012 At the entrance of the hall, you find a old violin, broken in two. It has the name 'Saxon' carved into the side. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 31, 2012 Report Share Posted October 31, 2012 //WhiteFeather stared half angrily half sadly at the broken violin, nudging it as if it were a small filly and she was trying to get the filly to wake.~ "H-He threw it away...?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted October 31, 2012 Author Report Share Posted October 31, 2012 Forte looked at it, confused.[colour=#008000]"THis... This is his first violin... The one he had before he left, the one he sold... How did he..."[/colour]Forte looked out into the street, but didnt see anything.[colour=#008000]"Come on, I've got a concert to finish."[/colour]He lead you back inside, watching the door the whole time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted October 31, 2012 Report Share Posted October 31, 2012 //WhiteFeather nodded weakly, slowly following Forte and letting him lead her back inside.~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted November 1, 2012 Author Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 The concert continued as normal. But after the last song was played, instead of begining to pack up, Forte stayed at the microphone.[colour=#008000]"Today, I gained back, then lost, a good friend. This next song is for him."[/colour]The rest of the band looked startled, unsure as to what was happening. Forte started to play, a slow lyrical piece, that sounded frustratingly familiar... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Huscarl Posted November 1, 2012 Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 With Forte's solo playing, the rest of the band leave stage.You hear a strikingly presumptuous violin playing in-sync with Forte's Trombone from behind the stage, It was a sound that hadn't been heard for years.... It was a tune thought lost in time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted November 1, 2012 Author Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 Forte stopped, his eyes opening, and looked towards the source of the sound. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted November 1, 2012 Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 //WhiteFeather had fallen asleep in one of the seats offstage curled up.~ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Huscarl Posted November 1, 2012 Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 It turns out to be Saxon, with a new Violin in hand. Just like old times, he walks out on stage as the crowd reels back in awe. This isnt part of the brass band, but people surely wanted to hear it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted November 1, 2012 Author Report Share Posted November 1, 2012 Forte stands shocked for a moment. He thought Saxon had left again... He shook himself out of it and kept playing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Huscarl Posted November 2, 2012 Report Share Posted November 2, 2012 [colour=#ff0000]"Really would think I would leave you? You are my ticket back to the top!" [/colour]Saxon replied as he continued playing on his violin to Forte's trombone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted November 5, 2012 Author Report Share Posted November 5, 2012 Forte kept playing, but his face smiled. Same old Saxon. Felt like old times. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Trombone2525 Posted November 16, 2012 Author Report Share Posted November 16, 2012 (Did this thread die? ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whitefeather Posted November 17, 2012 Report Share Posted November 17, 2012 [colour=#ffa07a]( [/colour][colour=#d3d3d3]Uhm, yes...[/colour][colour=#ffa07a] )[/colour] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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