After killing the ponies in the KKK, Octavia was finished with all her jobs.

Octavia: What does this mean?
Dexter: آپ have done a good job helping me out, and آپ have completed everything.
Octavia: What now?
Dexter: Now we help آپ get a job. And if anyone tries to take آپ as their slave, take this *gives phone number to Octavia* It's my phone number. آپ just call me, and I'll be right there.
Octavia: Thank you.
Dexter: آپ know, there is one thing we could do together.
Octavia: What's that?
Dexter: Have a کنسرٹ together?
Octavia: Ok.

The two ponies got a few دوستوں to شامل میں their band for the concert.

Playing Cello was Octavia
Singing was Dexter
On drums was Vinyl Scratch
On piano was a ٹٹو named Henry
Playing the wubs would be.... آپ know who it is, Vinyl Scratch

At the concert

Announcer: Fillies, and Gentlecolts. I bring to you, The Dishwashers

The band's name was Vinyl Scratch's idea, because of her Dubstep Dishwasher

They start to play link

Dexter: Look at yourself when آپ were young, in Ponyville آپ did not belong. It was not what آپ have wanted. Made money سے طرف کی playing songs, though nopony wanted to sing along. آپ felt that your talent was kind of wasted. Didn't last long. So long, goodbye to my old place. Canterlot, Canterlot, where the best of ponies are there. آپ ran off, so wrong. Your parents look at آپ sad. Famous, famous. That's the only word that went through your head. They came to me. They looked at me, so I told them
Henry: *playing piano*
Dexter: I'm the type of ٹٹو everypony, everypony should know X3
Vinyl Scratch: *Playing drums*
Dexter: Octavia, why are آپ playing the cello, so mellow Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Octavia! Why are آپ still playing the cello, so mello? Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Can آپ please play me a lullaby?
Octavia: *playing Cello
Vinyl Scratch: *playing wubs*
Dexter: Here آپ are in Canterlot, it's the place آپ always dreamed about. It's exactly what آپ have wanted. Playing موسیقی with the big boys now, everyone is cheering, and آپ take a bow. Everything is going well just as expected. So آپ decided to call, your best دوستوں back from the past. It's me, your friend. I wonder how it has been all these years. Can't talk, not now, busy making a new song. Regret, regret. Why did I forget about her for so long? I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm the type of ٹٹو everypony everypony should know. But I forget who I am so I think I should go back home. Should I stay here at the place where everybody knows me for so long?
1 سیکنڈ of silence
Dexter: Octavia!
Ponies: *playing instruments*
Dexter: Why are آپ still playing the cello, so mellow? Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Octavia, why are آپ still playing the cello so mellow Octavia, Octavia, Octavia!

The rest of the band kept playing, and the crowd cheered. It sure felt good to everyone, even Octavia.

The End.