I'm looking at this and trying to/coming up with a reason for why Scoots would be fiddling with a bass, and looking so in need of a hug...
This is my passion, and I have no fingers.
I could only afford a right-hoofed bass... I'm left hoofed.
Nobody cares about the bassist.
I did a show tonight with my friends, and just as a joke, Apple Bloom turned my amp volume all the way down. That was the best show we've ever done.
I play this the most when I'm feeling miserable... that's when everypony says I play the best. But they only notice the melancholy tune, and never the sadness of the filly behind it.
They say that you get your cutie mark when you discover your special talent... but is it possible to not have one? What happens if you do find that one thing that makes you special only to find that makes you special, only to find that somepony is better at it than you? Does that make me less special? Does that make me less than a pony?
The reason I started playing bass; the reason why I feel in love with music, was because of Chi. I know that in my heart; he had such a profound effect on my life, even if it was indirectly, but now he'll never get to realize that. Because now, I'll never be able to thank him for it...
aww why she so sad to play bass? It's important in a band to have one, take the bass out of boston, and do you have the same sound? Anyways I do like the look to this one and you drew that guitar very well!