Octavia stopped and stared at a tree who've been cleared of snow. A bit remained, but flowers were already opened. "Even with this snow and cool air, these flowers have bloomed? This is beautiful." the musician mumbled. "It is the same each year... we ponies make sure each of those Winter Wrap ups are perfectly executed. But... what can I... should I bring or do to make this one distinguishing itself from previous Springs?" she questioned herself. "Should I write a melody?"

"Yeah! You should totally, Octi." the DJ answered her, starling and putting her out of her reverie.

"Vinyl!" she replied, upset.

"What? If there is one pony I know who could do this, it's you." she replied back with a joyful tone. "Also..." the white unicorn pushed her to a side, right before a mass of snow fell from a branch.

"Oh. Uh, thanks!"

"No problem." her friend replied. She kept staring back with a smile.

"What?" she questioned.

"Are you going to do it?"

"Doing what?"

"Your Spring recital."

"My reci... Wait! What?"

"Relax! I gonna help ya. No problem. Write your music down and I'll see how to remix it big time."

"Wait! Wait! WAIT!!!"

"What?"

"Are you serious?"

"Were you?"

"I never talked about any recital! I was thinking of a simple melody. Hymn to Spring."

"Oh." she said simply. Octavia let out sigh. "Okay, that's one. What others you have in mind?"

"I-I-I beg you pardon?"

"One won't be enough. We need five or six."

"F-five or s...Vinyl! I'm not doing a recital!"

"What? Why?"

"Because I... Uh..."

"See? No reasons! I'll see you later. I need a snack before mixing. Bye!" she waved at her friend and left.

Octavia remained thoughtful. "A... Spring recital? I-I... C-can I?"

"A Spring Recital? What wonderful idea!" a voice she knew resonated.

"Huh?" she turned herself to see Mayor Mare talking to her.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. But I overheard you and... When were you planning to present it, Miss Melody? If I'm not too indiscreet?"

"Uh... In... uh.... t-two days?" she answered, stumbling on her words.

"Really? That early? Oh. I must inform everypony in City hall to prepare everything, then. Do you me to inform Pinkie Pie and Princess Twilight as well?"

"Uh... Yes?" she replied, confused.

"Wonderful! I'll be seeing you this afternoon then." the mare replied.

"W-what for?" the musician asked.

"Well, for the emplacement, the number of musicians, the songs that will be played....?" she replied back.

"Um. Oh! Of... of course!" she faked understanding.

"Excellent! I'll see later, then Bye!" the mayor left, sing-songing.

Octavia sat down, trying to absorb what just happened."What the heck just happened?" she wondered herself. She then gasped, realizing how long she's been there and galloped to the music studio. She quickly opened the door and got inside. Some of her musician friends were already there.

"Octavia! You're late!" a stallion told her.

"I know." she replied.

"What happened? You are usual so punctual." the stallion asked with concern.

"I know that. I... I zoned out while watching Spring flowers and... something else horrible happened." she said with a worried voice.

"I can understand that Spring have this effect on ponies, but what's horrible about it?" he asked.

"Uh... M-may I ask you something?"

"Yes. Something's the matter?"

"S... something like that...." she replied before clearing her voice. "A-are you free for the next two days?" she asked with a nervous smile on her face.

"Well, it depends. What for?"

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BEautiful work