@Dsiak  
Wrong!

@Prince Areo  
If you bring them home at 0.0 (aka immediately) after seeing them it means you are already home, so you are homeless too.

They should’ve snuck into a music college and slept underneath the practice pianos when they were done playing. That’s what I did! :D

I’ll take them home in 0.0 seconds!

It sucks that I had to live like this one time. This is a little story.  
I was walking back from a restaurant at about 9:00 PM. I boarded a bus thinking that it would bring me back home. Little did I know that it lead to Chesla peir. I lived on the other side of the city and it was 12:00 PM. I knew I would not want to walk home because of how exhausted I was. I knew I needed somewhere to sleep. I didn’t want to pay for a hotel, so I actually decided to sleep in a alley. I finally felt how it was like to be homeless. The bugs squirming all over the place, the rocky sidewalk digging into your skin, and lets not forget the countless mosquitoes. The sleep was horrendous. I could barley sleep because of all the blaring horns of raging drivers and the loud motors of tour buses. Damn tourists had to wake me up.  
Morning has came. I woke up to the sound of tapping feet, street musicians, and more car horns.  
I found my bus that will bring me to the bus stop near my apartment. It took about 2 hours with transfers. I finally arrived home. Sweet relief.  
So, a message to you all. When you see someone sleeping on the street, you may think they don’t have a home, but they might just be going through the same thing as me.

OH my…. this is so sad :(, this picture reminds me “I’m Octavia”  
Octavia: You hurt me now but I won’t cry.

@Barhandar  
Wow, that’s depressing. D:
 
Poor musichorses…

I don’t know if this is the origin or the end of their friendship.
 
Like:  
Vinyl was a mute and homeless punk who had no parents or friends. One very cold winter day she met Octavia hwo had pity for her and took her home to her apartment took care of her. They became best friends and Vinyl a DJ. Later they moved to Ponyville.
 
Or:  
“I’m sorry Vinyl. But you choose your path and I choose mine. Good bye, old friend.”

@Background Pony #EABF  
Clearly not the people in the fanfic.
 
Tl;dr: their owner/guardian died, money ran out, and nobody whatsoever needs two musichorses, much less paying them. So they’re homeless now.

They must be in Detroit, badum tsh
 
I’ll see myself out now.

Awww, this is just sad. :c

@OneAmongOthers  
At 0.01 second I’m still going. “Is that…”

@Master Fox  

 
0.02 seconds? Dude! you are taking 0.01 seconds too long! Can’t keep these poor mares out in da cold! We need to get them home quick!

I may be homeless but I still have my Octy.

I remember reading a story like this. Actually, I think I’ve read several.

@OneAmongOthers  
What if it’s not a world of humans and Equines BUT they some how throught he magic of wubs exploded out into the world of humans and are stuck there.
 
BTW it would take exactly 0.02 seconds for me to decide to take em home and keep em warm.

What the hell happened here? :(

“I should have know dubstep music was a bubble…”

Notice the silhouettes across the street are human! I take it the world of Equuis and Earth have established connections. Probably the reason Tavi and Vinyl are wearing clothing. Which by the way makes Tavi look pretty adorasexy in that outfit.

I would instantly let these two mares into my home. Never would I like to see Vinyl or Tavi suffer in the cold.

@Chronicle23  
I think almost everyone. :D

Who here would invite them into your own home to give them a place to stay?

Welp, After the failure of Octavia attempt at cooking and accidentally burn their houses and more importantly Vinyl’s dub equipment to ashes. Octavia is forced played on the street while Vinyl is reduced to catatonic piece of vegetable hobo.
 
Moral of the story: Never let Octavia comes to your kitchen.