Venturing around the ‘party barn,’ Sonic is approached by the towns inhabitants; who eagerly greet him as he passes. Some by a simple wave, while others would enthusiastically shake his hand. All with words gratitude and thanks for his earlier endeavors.
 
Breaking away from friendly town folk, the blue hedgehog stops by a large table, dotted with varied drinks and snacks; with a large punch bowl in the middle of it.
 
Sonic pours a cup from the large bowl. “They have a real nice little set here.” He leans against the table and takes a swig. “Bleh, just wish they had some better music.”
 
“I know right.” A voice calls out as a white female unicorn; wearing a pair of black rimed purple sunglasses. Approaches the table and levitates her own cup from the punch bowl.
 
The mare faces away from Sonic.“Kinda got short notice on this gig, didn’t have much time to put anything good together.”
 
“Not really dance friendly is it?”
 
“Meh, it’s not all bad.” The mare takes a sip from her cup.“Kinda makes me want to break out into song though.
 
“It’s a little too sugary for my liking. Just give me something with a good beat or high rift.”
 
“You have a good taste in music, what’s your…” The white unicorn stops mid sentence as she turns towards Sonic; almost dropping her cup of punch in the process. “Wait a minute, you’re no pony.”
 
“And you’re wearing sunglasses in the dark.”
 
The mare chuckles. “Guess I kinda walk into that one didn’t I.” The pony levitates the glasses away from her face and rests them on her head. Revealing a set of bright magenta eyes.
 
“Names Vinyl Scratch, though most ponies call me Vinyl.”
 
“Sonic, Sonic the hedgehog.”
 
“Ah, so you’re that hedgehog every pony is talking about.”
 
“How many other talking talking hedgehogs have you seen today.”
 
Vinyl shrugs and levitates the now empty cup into the trash. Leaving a awkward silence in the air.
 
“So, uh a disk spinning pony. How does that work?”
 
The white mare perks up at this question. “Oh, it’d be easier to show you then explain it.” Vinyl notions towards something near the stage. “Follow me.”
 

 
Sonic is led to the DJ’s setup. Consisting of a two record mixing table, resting on two large speakers, with two smaller mixer tables on either side.  
The hedgehog scans the music ponies setup and then turns black to the mare. “Nice.”
 
“Thanks, it’s my little portable station.”
 
“Looks like the ones I’ve fiddled with back home.”
 
“You’ve used one of these before?” Vinyl ask raising an eyebrow.
 
Sonic coyly scratches the tip of his nose. “I’ve dabbled a bit here and there.”
 
“Show me!” The mare demands as she shoots the hedgehog a determined look.
 
“Alright, if you insists.” Sonic says as he slides off his overcoat and draps in on a near by chair, then interlaces his fingers and arches them outward; till a series of pops and snaps can be herd. And then grabs a record from a near by box and places it on the empty player and then turns it on.
 
A fast paced techno song mixes with the bubbly slow song already playing. “OK, i can make this work.” Sonic states as he spins the new record with the right hand, causing percussion of sound to verberate from the dance floor speakers And then repeats the action with his left hand, mixing the two sounds together. “Alright then.”
 
Not waisting any time, Sonic explodes into a fury of fast phased motions as his hands fly across the two records and mixing tables. Pulling nobs, turning dials, flipping switches, sliding….sliders. Creating a percussion of sound that livens up the almost empty dance floor. As ponies rush towards it and start to dance to the new sound.
 
The music mare, stares awestruck at the hedgehogs actions as his arms become a blur as they mix the two different music types together. “That’s rather impressive.”
 
Sonic turns towards the pony and smiles. “Oh, I’m just getting warmed up.”