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

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

The two ponies got a few Marafiki to jiunge their band for the concert.

Playing Cello was Octavia
imba was Dexter
On drums was Vinyl Scratch
On kinanda was a gppony, pony named Henry
Playing the wubs would be.... wewe 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 wewe were young, in Ponyville wewe did not belong. It was not what wewe have wanted. Made money kwa playing songs, though nopony wanted to sing along. wewe 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. wewe ran off, so wrong. Your parents look at wewe 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 gppony, pony everypony, everypony should know X3
Vinyl Scratch: *Playing drums*
Dexter: Octavia, why are wewe playing the cello, so mellow Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Octavia! Why are wewe still playing the cello, so mello? Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Can wewe please play me a lullaby?
Octavia: *playing Cello
Vinyl Scratch: *playing wubs*
Dexter: Here wewe are in Canterlot, it's the place wewe always dreamed about. It's exactly what wewe have wanted. Playing muziki with the big boys now, everyone is cheering, and wewe take a bow. Everything is going well just as expected. So wewe decided to call, your best Marafiki 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 gppony, pony 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 sekunde of silence
Dexter: Octavia!
Ponies: *playing instruments*
Dexter: Why are wewe still playing the cello, so mellow? Octavia, Octavia, Octavia! Octavia, why are wewe 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.