Missing Music Mastery part one

Sonic stood on the other side of the soundproof window at Magic Music Studios as Money Bags, his boss, was fiddling with the soundboard. "Okay Amps, ready to record?" said Money Bags as he finished setting the sound up.

"You bet. Let's do this." said Sonic as he got ready to play the first chord.

"okay...and...now shred like your life depended on it!" said Money Bags.

Sonic played the first chord and what came out was the sour note. "What the..." said Sonic as he tried to play the notes to the rest of the song.

As he played, each note got progressivly worse to where the only sound heard was what sounded like nails on a chalkboard in Cheerilee's class. Money Bags stopped the recording. "AMP!" he yelled through the intercom, "WHAT THE HAY?! We went through this song over a hundred times!"

"I don't know!" said Sonic as he looked worriedly at Money Bags "I can't play the song!!!"

"Can't play it?! CAN'T PLAY IT?! YOU BETTER COLT!" said Money Bags with anger "We have a deadline for this track! We'll loose MONEY! M-O-N-E-"

"I KNOW HOW TO SPELL YOU OAF!" yelled Sonic "You think I don't know the situation?!"

Money Bags rubbed his temples with frustration. "You listen here! You better play the song or it's your head! No let's take it from the top and play it for luna's sake!"

Money Bags started setting up the sound again and Sonic re-tuned his guitar. "It's gotta be the strings or tuning..." he said to himself as he slowly and carefully tuned his guitar.

"Okay." said Money Bags "And...go!"

Sonic played again but this time, the sound was even worse than last time. "CUT! CUT!" yelled Money Bags as he slammed his hooves on the desk, spilling his coffee. "THAT'S IT!"

Money Bags stomped into the recording area and was nose to nose with Sonic. "YOU'RE FIRED!!!!"

"Fired?!" Sonic said in shock.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" yelled Money Bags as he picked up Sonic and tossed him outside. "GOOD BYE!"

Money Bags slammed the door on the studio.

"......and that's how it all went down." said Sonic as he sipped a cup of coffee.

"Ouch." said Grooves. "He just threw you out?"

"He sure did. I'm honestly surprised he was able to. I mean...the stallion is no Arnold..."

Grooves looked at his coffee and back up at Sonic. "So what are you gonna do? I mean...nopony just loses their talent like that."

"I have no clue." sighed Sonic "For now...I'm just gonna practice...a lot."

"If you think that's gonna help." said Grooves "But remember last time when you practiced non-stop for the talent show last year."

"Don't remind me. I still have the scars and the neck of my guitar is still blood stained."

"You never cleaned your guitar?!" yelled Grooves as he dropped his frappe. "I used that guitar last week! EWWWWWW!!!"

"Oh quit being a foal. You amongst others have borrowed it."

"THAT MAKES IT EVEN WORSE!"

Sonic finished his coffee "No it doesn't. Now excuse me, I need to go."

Grooves picked his frappe up and sipped it. "Why? It's isn't like you have anypony to worry about."

Sonic turned around. "I got practice..."

To be Continued....