A few days later were full of relaxation. The label wasn't requesting them to do anything else for a few weeks, so Magenta and Bright Snow took that time out to catch up on school and vlogs. Of course a special one was in place too. The Make-A-Wish foundation on Friday. Today. The alarm clock blared right by Magenta Streak's ear and beside Bright's, shocking them both awake. Magenta did her daily yawn to annoy Bright, earning the desired response. "MAGENTA!!!"

Laughing, Magenta flipped the covers off her form and jumped out of bed, stretching her joints. Then trotted eagerly towards her large walk-in closet across. She tossed clothes out onto the bed behind her recklessly. "No... No... Definitely not. How about this?" Magenta pulled out a short sleeve shirt, bearing a grin before she lost it and threw it to the side. "I'll just go commando today."

"Uhh....no." Magenta turned her head to the door. Bright decided to poke her head into the room grinning. Either to get her back for her rude wake-up call or something else. "You need a haircut."

Magenta reached up and grabbed her magenta hair with the black streak in the middle. It had reached down to her shoulders. "Ah, jeez," she groaned. "But I don't feel like paying for it though." Bright gave her the most deadpanned glare she could deliver. "I'll get one sometime next week, I have to go to the Hospital today, then I have to meet with Coloratura and whoever she's bringing downtown. I have a chariot picking us up here."

Bright shrugged and replied, "Okay. Just don't cause a ruckus."

Magenta scoffed and walked into her bathroom. "Since when do I ever cause a ruckus?"

"Each time you sing." A golden shoe hit the wall next to Bright's head. "Want breakfast before we head out?"

"Yeah, sure!" Magenta responded. "Now leave me be, I have to get ready!"

---

A glass cup was slammed down onto a marble counter inside a dark kitchen after a Pegasus mare with a purple coat, a red mane and tail with angry red eyes opened her phone. "What the buck!!" The blinds blocking the sunrise slid open by a unicorn stallion with small purple dreads, a goatee, and a dark brown coat, sighing in annoyance.

"Let me guess," he said while making his way into the slightly more than average kitchen. "You saw Magenta Streak on your phone again."

Coloratura walked into the room when Firestarter yelled, "Yes! She's everywhere! Ponies all over YouHoof are doing reviews of her tracks! Carolid, all of them! It's driving me insane that she's getting all this attention! Oh, I can't wait to see her today!"

Coloratura walked into the room with another pony that had a light blue and silver mane with the matching tail, light yellow eyes, and a brown coat. Smiling down at Firestarter. "Calm down," she stated. "You'll be fine."

Firestarter turned around and replied, "Blue Arrow, she's toppled all of our sales and is only nineteen. Nineteen. That's less than 'fine', we're devastated if she can't help us out. No matter how much I don't want her to, it's our only choice."

Coloratura grabbed a water bottle out of the fridge and warned, "Exactly. So don't blow up, we're on nice terms. We're trying to get something. Not get rid of something. And Magenta Streak lives in East Manehattan Unique. That primarily means she's Manehattan Elite. I don't want to get on her bad side. And neither do you. So watch what you say. And drink."

Firestarter scoffed and poured herself another cup of wine. "It's non-alcoholic, don't get your panties in a bunch." Coloratura rolled her eyes and continued with her breakfast.

---

The air felt amazing as it flowed through Magenta's mane, pushing it back as she rode with Bright Snow to school in their massive luxurious chariot, pulled by ten bodyguards. Mom and dad were already at the hospital, the same one she was doing the Make-A-Wish at. Apparently her mother said something ironic happened before she left this morning via a note on the fridge. Magenta had no idea what she was talking about. Too soon, the chariot rolled to a slow in front of the school large school Magenta herself attended nearly two years ago. They always decided to get there early so Magenta could help her sister and herself avoid interaction with anypony else who wanted autographs, photos, all that jazz. When the bodyguards pulling the chariot stopped, Bright turned to her sister and warned playfully through gritted teeth, "No. Ruckus."

Magenta stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry before the two shared a loving hug. After a hug and nuzzle, Bright pulled away and flew out onto the concrete sidewalk, landing softly on the cool surface. Magenta wouldn't tell anypony, but she was envious of Bright. She had wings and didn't have to depend on somepony to take her where she needed to go quickly because she's a Pegasus. With wings. Unlike herself. Raising a hoof, Magenta yelled, "See ya' later, sis!"

Bright waved back before she turned and made her way up the school steps. While watching, Magenta grabbed some golden framed shades from behind and placed them on her face before commanding, "Let's go!" The ponies at the front pulling the chariot pulled off from the side of the street, making their way towards East Manehattan Hospital. The chariot was big, humongous really. Big enough for Magenta to stand up and walk towards the snack bar on the side. She grabbed a small vine of grapes and a cup of water as they moved, stopping at a crosswalk so a few ponies staring up at it could pass. Magenta smiled over the top and waved at them while they more than enthusiastically waved back. Then pressed play on a nearby music player. She jumped back on her seat, leaned back, and started eating it while some dirty synths with a lot of percussion began playing, and they began moving once again.

Magenta popped a grape in her mouth. Then splayed her hooves across the top of the cushions and faced the sky, muttering, "This... Is... Nice."

After breakfast and a final wine drinking, Coloratura, Firestarter, Blue Arrow, and Spit Rhymes with a pair of saddlebags all made their way towards a nearby cafe shop before two, which was still five hours away. Firestarter wanted to go and check out Manehattan, where dreams come true but Blue Arrow needed her coffee first. So they were headed that way. Along the way, they all had a few pictures taken with the average older adult who enjoys their music and shows outside of Manehattan. But not nearly as close as Magenta Streak. Soon, after a few more minutes, they stopped in front of a quaint little cafe shop on the main street of East Manehattan right next to the square. It was small and quiet. Away from a majority of ponies that like to talk. Firestarter pointed at it and asked, "This is where you get your coffee?"

Blue Arrow nodded and answered, "Yep. Their coffee is really good though. The shop is small, but the tastes are big." Blue Arrow darted in and after five minutes walked out with a cup in her magical grasp. "Alright, let's go."

"How about we head towards the park?" Spit Rhymes suggested. "It's right across the street." He pointed towards the park with a stone arch bridge, empty of any ponies.

Coloratura shrugged and responded, "Yeah, sure. Sounds like a plan." She and everyone else began walking towards the edge of the sidewalk before a chariot with the YouHoof logo on the side passed by at a slow speed, forcing them to a stop. Then another one, and another. Before they all pulled over to the left side of the road in front of a tall building that held a few ponies out front wearing lab coats.

Firestarter raised an eye and asked, "And where are they going? YouHoof's the other way." The others were just as confused before a group of ten stallions wearing suits with sunglasses slowly trotted past pulling a long and large golden chariot that towered over them playing some happy music. Larger than the Princesses'. The group gawked at it as they pulled over to the left lane behind the YouHoof chariots, stopping once they were there.

Quickly dismissing the idea for the park, Coloratura led them towards the media and large golden chariot. The ponies wearing sunglasses and black suits unhooked themselves from the chariot and started to make their way towards the left side of it on the sidewalk. A walkway lowered as if it were just a large block, revealing a pair of purple staircases. Two more meanwhile were going through a compartment on the side of it grabbing a few things. The ponies with YouHoof had miraculously setup their things already and had a few cameras trained on the side of the chariot as movement caught their eye. An orange pony with a purple and black streaked mane walked down the stairs grinning at the group. Body riddled with scars but a grin on her face.

"Magenta Streak," Coloratura whispered. Then turned to Firestarter who was biting her hoof hard with her eyes shut. "Jeez, stop it already."

---

"Hey, mom," Magenta greeted when she walked up to her mother. Max was somewhere else.

Dr. Kind Goldhoof squealed then trotted up to her daughter to pull her head into a hug. "Oooh, it's so good to see you baby!"

"Moooom," Magenta groaned. Then calmly pulled her head out of her mother's hold. "I'm not a filly anymore."

"You'll always be my little filly." Doctor Goldhoof turned around and motioned to a few more doctors and nurses. "These are the ponies who have been overseeing Golden Daisy's care here."

Magenta reached out and shook the three ponies' hooves with a smile. "Hello. I'm Magenta Streak. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," the stallion in the middle stated. He had a light red coat with an orange mane and tail. "I'm Doctor Safe Haven. We really appreciate you coming here today. I know your schedule's very busy."

"It is next week," Magenta responded. "But I would never turn down this opportunity. So who's the little filly?"

The Doctor answered, "Golden Daisy. She has a disease that's eating her protein each time she consumes it. So she's really frail and weak. We're expecting her to... you know any day."

"Aw, jeez," Magenta whispered to herself. Then smiled and replied, "Well let's go make her wish come true, huh? What do you need me to do?"

The doctor turned around and began to lead Magenta with YouHoof into the store, leaving the spectators outside. Along with a few Make-A-Wish volunteers who were grinning, and Magenta's bodyguards who hoofed over a basic guitar that she strapped on. "Well what do you want to do? She asked to see you."

Doctor Goldhoof bounced in and stated, "Well maybe we should just act casual about it. I'll show you."

Magenta rolled her eyes and moaned, "Mommm..."

"I'm one of her doctor's. The best one yet." Doctor Safe Haven coughed from the side, getting their attention. Goldhoof looked over and asked, "You okay?"

Doctor Safe Haven looked over. "Hm? Oh yeah, I'm fine, what are you talkin' about?"

Magenta and her mother shared a knowing glance before they moved across the lobby towards the elevator. Kind pressed the up key to open the doors, then led them all inside. Magenta only had two bodyguards with her. Kind leaned over while they ascended and said, "You know... Golden's room... is in yours."

Magenta looked to her in surprise and asked, "Seriously?"

Doctor Goldhoof nodded. "Yep. The exact same room, on the exact same floor. She doesn't know it. Nor the fact that you're coming today."

"Aw, jeez," Magenta muttered. The elevator began to slow. And after a few seconds, its doors parted. Bringing back memories. The colorful floor was quiet, a strange sight for Magenta. Isn't a hospital supposed to be noisy? She and everyone else filed out and began to make their way towards the nurses desk. "Okay, so I have an idea."

Unlike in the past, the movie room in the hospital was filled. The nurses and doctors thought it a good idea to have all the little colts and fillies watch a movie together with each other since they rarely did. The nurses and doctors sat to the side and kept a close eye on every foal in the room. Those in wheelchairs were in the back while those who could move on their own were on beanbags or on the carpet. Watching a Daring Do movie. One of the nurses that were at the nurses desk outside quietly opened the door and sneaked in. Then closed it back and silently made her way over to the nurses on the side. She said something to them that had two of them stand up and take a peek out the window. Then duck back in with grins directed towards the frail little pink filly in a chair with a yellow mane, watching the movie with her mother beside her.

Doctor Goldhoof peeked in and whispered, "How much more time in the movie?"

One of the nurses glanced at the screen and responded, "Around ten more minutes. She arrived right on time."

Doctor Goldhoof nodded, then ducked back out and faced the rest of the group out in the hall. The nurses that were behind the desks were speaking with and getting autographs while the YouHoof crew were recording her daughter having quiet conversation. She walked back over and whispered, "Ten minutes. So what are you going to do?"

Magenta hoofed back over the signed purse and turned to her mother with a smile. "Well first I'm going to meet and greet. Then I'm going to play a little song on this much smaller guitar. I can't play that deep bass here, and I'd rather not either. Then me and Golden are going to hang out for awhile. Are you serious she has my room?" Magenta turned her head around and looked at the room near the front of the unit a little by the elevators.

"Yep," Goldhoof responded. "Your old room is now her room."

Magenta nodded and replied, "Awesome." Then turned to the cameras that were streaming her live, whispering. "Alright, everypony. Today we have a special little treat. I'm here at the East Manehattan Hospital with Make-A-Wish, come on in guys." A stallion and a mare walked into view with blue shirts bearing the logo Wish on them while a few more were standing to the side with the same outfit. "A little filly's number one Wish was to meet and greet her favorite musician Magenta Streak. From what I was told, she really likes the guitars in my songs. Now none of the patients know we're here. It's a complete surprise. So today..." Magenta turned around, displaying her less than average guitar on her back. Then looked over her shoulder, smirking at the camera. "We're going to play."

After a few more minutes the movie in the movie room began to roll the credits, signalling the end. One nurse turned on the lights while the others began to help the other little fillies and their families back up. Doctor Goldhoof stepped into the room and began to speak before they could do anything else. "Okay, everypony! We hope you colts and fillies enjoyed the movie?"

A round of cute choruses filled the room. One colt yelled in between breath intakes, "I like, I like, I like when Daring Do hit what's his face in the face!"

How cute, Goldhoof thought before responding. "I'm really glad you all did! But before anypony leaves we have a special treat for everypony in here. She's really popular and decided to treat us today with a visit for a special little filly. Say hello kids!" Goldhoof stepped to the side and opened the door to let in her daughter, who walked in with the camera crew and Make-A-Wish grinning.

Everyone took in a deep breath and screamed in surprise while trotting towards Magenta. "Hey, hi!" She greeted while looking around at their smiling faces. "Oh wow, look at all of you! Getting better already!" She reached down and hugged a few fillies and colts before focusing on the crying filly in the wheelchair, wet eyes on hers with both hooves covering her mouth. The parents were also a little ecstatic.

Magenta slowly walked over with a grin. "Hey, are you Golden Daisy?" She slowly nodded, tears still spilling. "Hi, I'm Magenta Streak, I'm here for you today!"

The filly didn't move her eyes before she started sobbing. Then raised her hooves towards her. Magenta looked towards her mother who quickly pounced up and quickly helped her out of her wheelchair. Magenta sat down before she placed her in her hooves, allowing her daughter to give her favorite artist a tear-filled hug. "Awww, it's okay," Magenta cooed as she buried her face in her neck. Golden Daisy cried for a little while before she pulled back and looked Magenta in the eyes.

"Are you really here?" She asked.

Magenta eagerly nodded and answered, "Yes I am. Did you know your room was actually my old room while I stayed here when I was a filly?"

"Really?!" She asked enthusiastically.

Magenta grinned and nodded even more. "Yep! Your room was my room, and Bright's was next door. She may seem like she's really active, but in here she was a heavy sleeper. Between you and me..." Magenta leaned in and whispered, "Bright snores." Golden Daisy laughed before Magenta set her back in her wheelchair. "So my friends from Make-A-Wish managed to grab me and throw me in here to see you. And I'm glad they did. You're my new friend today! Today's all about you, what do you want to do?"

---

After a few hours of reading, playing the guitar, talking, and drawing in coloring books, Magenta's time had come to a close. But both of them didn't really want to see the other go. Magenta was in her room holding Golden Daisy close to her while shedding light tears herself. "I'm going to miss seeing you," Magenta whispered in all honesty.

"Thank you, Magenta," Golden whispered back. "I'm tired..."

Magenta looked up towards her mother and motioned with her head. She quickly darted forward and helped pull her away before she could fall asleep. Then thanked Magenta quietly before the nurses and Doctor helped her into bed with critical care. Magenta watched her for a moment before she turned around and made a cutting motion with her neck towards the camera.

"That...was intense," Magenta whispered as she, her bodyguards, and her mother made their way towards the Hospital entrance. "She didn't look too good."

Doctor Goldhoof sighed sadly and responded, "Unfortunately, there's no way we can stop this disease, it's very deadly. Any day now."

"Aw jeez... I wish I could do something." Magenta tapped her chin in thought before she came up with the perfect idea. She was insanely rich. "Mom, when that filly leaves this world... Let me know, okay?"

"Uhh... Sure, dear." They walked out the door of the building and towards the large golden chariot. The bodyguards lowered the steps for her and let her on while ponies walking by took a few pictures of her. Then pushed them back up while Magenta peeked over the side to Goldhoof. With a smirk, she asked, "You pickin' some stallion or mare up in that thing?" It was no secret to Goldhoof that Magenta definitely considered dating either genders of pony. Although she's never actually done it.

Magenta smirked and shook her head. "No, but I am picking up Bright later in this 'thing', as you call it. It's my own personal one, you know I can afford it. I'll see you tonight, okay? Love you mom. Let's go guys."

The chariot began to pull off at the same time Doctor Goldhoof waved. "See you this evening, dear!" Then turned around and made her way back into the Hospital.

Magenta quickly reached down into her Grape bowl and grabbed another vine of grapes. Then leaned back into her velvet cushions while the breeze blew her mane back. She had to meet with those ponies, but she needed some deep bass to get her out of this depressed funk she just descended into. "Buck," she whispered to herself. "I'll just have somepony grab them when they show up." Then leaned back into her seat for a few more minutes until the chariot stopped in front of The Rising Sun. She let herself out this time, then turned to one of her bodyguards. "If you see Coloratura show up, escort her up to my penthouse."

He nodded and responded, "Yes, ma'am." Magenta nodded back and grabbed her guitar one of the others lent to her. Then turned around and hastily made her way into the hotel.

---

A few minutes later at around two ten, Coloratura waited around the corner of the entrance to the hotel to take deep and slow breaths. Firestarter was looking at her with a hint of confusion. "What in Equestria are you doing, it's just another celebrity. Not Princess Celestia, Luna, Cadance, or Twilight." Blue Arrow was also wondering the same thing and Spit Rhymes was shaking his head.

Coloratura stopped her intakes and stated, "I'm not breathing heavily because she's a celebrity. I'm breathing heavily because she's a Manehattan Elite. Do you guys even know what that is?"

"A bunch of rich ponies," Spit Rhymes assumed.

"A bunch of rich ponies who hold power," Coloratura corrected. "With a single sentence, she has the power to shut down everything we've worked so hard for. I've seen it happen with a few ponies that were in The Manehattan Elite."

Firestarter rolled her eyes. Then used her head to push Coloratura out into the open. The front of the hotel was empty at the moment, save for the two stallions dressed in black suits looking out. The group stopped and looked themselves over before making their way forward. It was time. "Excuse me?" Coloratura called nervously.

One security turned her way and began to trot over. "Are you Coloratura and her group?" He asked in a deep voice.

Coloratura nodded and responded in confidence, "Yes, we're here for a meeting with Magenta Streak? She said she'd meet us out here."

"She told me to escort you up. Follow me please." He turned around and began to make his way inside. The group of four shared a look before doing as asked and walked in with him. Glancing every now and them at the golden chariot sitting in the street. They've never been inside this hotel. So when they walked through he doors they were immediately entranced by the glamour. The glossy floors and the large chandelier at the top that had sparkling diamonds in it. Too entranced to notice they had actually walked into the elevator before the door closed. The bodyguard quickly punched in a code for the top floor penthouse since he didn't have a key before the number pad flashed green. And the elevator began to rise. The ride to the top was quiet. Really quiet save for the shuffling of nervous hooves and the hum.

When the elevator stopped, the bodyguard moved to the side and gestured to the doors when they slid open, revealing Magenta's more than extravagant penthouse. There was no sign of her though. But she was definitely in there somewhere based off the bass drums and more playing above that had stopped for a second. Leaving them with a strange silence as they carefully walked in before a few clapping samples loaded up upstairs. While they stared and fawned, the bodyguard poked his head out and whispered, "She'll be with you in a second." Then ducked back in and closed the elevator doors. Once they did, they were left with the only sounds being their breathing and the samples being played up the stairs.

"So...we just wait?" Firestarter whispered blandly. Before they could respond, Magenta trotted out from behind a wall next to them, holding a glass cup filled with grape juice, surprising them all. Wasn't she just upstairs?!

Smirking, she greeted, "Hello. I'm Magenta Streak. And you are?"

"Er..." Coloratura reigned herself in and answered, "Hi, I'm Coloratura. This is Firestarter, Spit Rhymes, and Blue Arrow. We're all musicians and artists in Equestria."

"Cool. Take a seat." Magenta made way for the living room, but pressed a button on a control panel that held a few keys on the wall first by the elevator. The wall of windows across from them that delivered light magically tinted, shadowing the home before a few lights above shined, basking the living area in a deep evening glow in the afternoon. Magenta led them towards the couches at the bottom of a small staircase. Then pointed to the long one while she jumped into the single one facing theirs. They all took a seat on the insanely soft couch while Magenta took a sip out of her glass. The lights above gave her face an intimidating shadow. And her narrowed eyes and smile weren't helping either. Nor were her crossed rear hooves and the glass cup she was twirling around. Firestarter was becoming a little nervous now. Before, she thought she could do this. Second thoughts.

"So!" The group jumped at Magenta's outburst and focused on her. Smiling, she asked, "How can I help you?"

Firestarter nudged Coloratura, pulling another jump out of her. Clearing her throat, she began to explain. "Well... In the past I was the biggest pop singer in Equestria. Have you ever heard of Coloratura?"

"It rings a very strange bell in my head," Magenta responded.

"Well I... I'm beginning to wash up. You see, ever since you've arrived on the EDM scene, my sales and engagement with my brand have exceedingly and noticeably slowed. Along with Firestarter's, Blue Arrow's, and Spit Rhyme's. As well as many other artists." Magenta nodded and placed her finished cup on the table next to her.

"Alright," she sighed. Then asked, "So... What do you want?"

Firestarter answered, "We want you to at least lower down your music so that our music can climb again. We're running out of bits each month here while you make millions."

Magenta nodded slowly. That was in fact true. She and Bright made two million each just by having an interview with YouHoof yesterday. She checked this morning before leaving. Were she really stealing fans here? Jeez, my music must be legendary, Magenta thought. Then answered, "Well that's very unfortunate. If there was any other way I could help you, I would do what I can. But I can't just lower my music's intensity. I play music in all genres, so practically all ponies in Equestria stream my tracks over a million times a day. All that money pays for my mansion, my penthouse, and my other bills. As well as my parents' well-being and helps Starfire succeed. They take a twenty percent cut. I get the rest. If that lowers noticeably, many things in my life will be cut."

Spit Rhymes took over and asked, "Can't there be some way? I mean your music is affecting our own sales. Ponies are migrating from us to you. And it's impossible to keep up."

Blue Arrow hummed and nodded in agreement. Then suggested, "How about a collaboration? Or a feature?"

Magenta smiled and answered, "I would love to, but unfortunately I can't if you're going to sell it physically or on digital stores."

That was news. Firestarter cocked her head and asked, "Huh? Why not?"

Magenta sighed and answered, "It's in our contract. As I'm sure you all know, Starfire is really... They have a tight hold. A tight grip on their clients. In me and Bright's contracts we can't do features for that end result unless you go through Starfire first. Everypony under Starfire's contracts are exclusive access only unless partnered with another party. In which case you can go through them if they have that opportunity. Starfire is the door to us. In order to get to us and use us to get a mix out, you have to go through Starfire. For things such as interviews with anypony that aren't partnered with YouHoof, live shows, concerts, signings, features, and collaborations. And Starfire reviews everypony that requests Bright and I to see if they can make a good amount of bits on it. Except YouHoof because Bright and I are partnered with YouHoof. So to vloggers that's solely our decision. That's why we do so many vlogs and live shows. Because we're exclusive YouHoof partners."

"Are you saying you're so exclusive that even a feature isn't your decision?" Blue Arrow whispered in disbelief.

Magenta sighed and sadly nodded. "Yeah, in a way. To be honest, Bright and I make more with YouHoof than Starfire on shows. They're both tools we use to gain bits but YouHoof offers us instant and direct access to our fans along with immediate release while Starfire provides great shows and promotion. Without Starfire, we'd be right back to where we were before. Hoof crafting materials with only YouHoof. That Ponyville Mega-Show was all Starfire. They set that up. Although my post helped out a lot. Let me show you how it works."

Magenta looked around for an object but decided to use the empty cup, glass table, and the picture behind her. She grabbed the cup and positioned it in the middle of the table. "Imagine this as this new song we just made. We're pushing it to the public. The glass cup here is the song that needs registration, promotion, publication, attention, and security so we get bits. Including copyright in our name that we all get a copy of. We need that. But YouHoof only offers vlogs, video copyrights, Music ID if the song's been copyrighted already, vloggers, and promotion on their site. That's the glass table. But we don't need that, we need a lot of bits and protection. Not zero point zero forty-nine of bits per play on their site with them getting a two percent cut. We need bigger because Magenta streak is on this track too. We want online stores, physical stores, radio play, all of it!"

Magenta stood up and walked over to the large photo. Then pressed the cup against it while facing the group. "This is Starfire. They offer copyrights they hoof to you for free, distributions to all five hundred fifty-six stores in Equestria, online stores, YouHoof's Music ID Service where whenever somepony uses your track in a video they have to pay because it's been copyrighted, of course promotion, cover art design, live performances of the song, off-site advertisement, and sell the track for three bits with them getting a twenty percent cut after royalties pour in, and include specials. Technically, Starfire offers extremely effective sales while YouHoof offers extremely better promotion. But the thing is, we just don't want this song out on Net getting a lot of bits. We want it everywhere to get a castle of bits! Billboards, TVs, news, shows, shows on Net, radio stations, anywhere! Unfortunately, YouHoof doesn't have that. Only Starfire. So instead—" Magenta banged her cup against the picture, filling the penthouse with a resonating bang that moved into silence. "We go through Starfire. And the only way to go through them... You must be signed, ALL the artists on the track or CD must be signed."

The group got it this time. But Magenta continued. She removed her cup and placed it down on the table. Then said, "Basically Starfire's a club with incredible benefits. But they all come at a cost. To get this—" She pointed to the picture. "You can only work with Starfire artists. And unfortunately, there's no other label that holds those benefits in bulk like that for a single release. Those are a lot of bits."

Blue Arrow pointed out, "But in your YouHoof interview, you and Bright said you make more money with YouHoof than Starfire."

"In shows," Magenta clarified. "It depends on how far the event spreads. For online shows, we use YouHoof. For song releases, we use Starfire. If you guys want to make a track with Bright Snow and myself or even a full LP, EP, party mix, just know it's going to get you far less than average bits than you could without Starfire's representation. Add that to the fact that I can't leave Manehattan either. But remember. If we go this route, we'll be gambling with your time. Bright and I will be fine, we have way more than enough bits to get this party started and can spend nearly a million for promotion. We won't be affected by Starfire because we're not using their services, we're using YouHoof. This is a separate project and they can't do anything about it. If we release anything, it'll go into my account and I'll hoof it all over to you four."

"We'll take it, we all need bits coming in," Blue Arrow quickly responded. Then asked, "But why don't you want a cut? I mean you work hard, I can see the bags under your eyes."

Magenta reached up and patted her face. Sure enough, no make-up. "Buck," she muttered. Then said, "Well for one, I really don't need it, I'm a millionaire with way too many bits than I know what to do with. Me investing in a partnership with you guys will do farrrr less than affect me. I'll probably lose one million just to release a whole LP complete with promotion. I'm fine. And two, Bright and I used to make songs for free. So this gives me and her a grand opportunity. Trust me, she's on board."

"You bet your shifting back bones I am!!!" The guests yelped and held a hoof over their hearts while Bright bounced down the stairs grinning. Then skipped over to Magenta. "Sounds like a plan."

Firestarter looked around, trying to figure out where she came from before Bright stated, "I fixed that strange clapping on our new song. It wasn't blending in with the overall mix so I had to fix it by mixing the sample instead."

"Awesome," Magenta responded. "I was having a little trouble with it. Thanks, sis. And 'Shifting back bones'?"

Bright nodded then skipped towards the kitchen. "Yeah! I can see when you move the useless Pegasus joints back there. Like a giant bug." She popped open the pantry and dug around to pull out a box of fancy cakes. "So I'm guessing Magenta Streak, Bright Snow, Firestarter, Spit Rhymes, Blue Arrow, and Countess Coloratura are collaborating in secret?"

Magenta nodded then threw her the empty glass cup way across the room, which Bright caught in a wing. "Yep. These ponies need help and we like our old ways. Doing things for free. So we're going to help them out. And before you guys ask, Bright can make Nightcore. That song coming out next month titled S.L.U.T, she made that. The song she live mixed at my Mega-Show. That was all her."

They looked back to Bright who was doing tricks with the cup, balancing it on her nose and wings. "I made out with that cup, I hope you know that," Magenta informed her. "I mean like I had my lips all over it, inside and out."

"I know," Bright responded before flipping it in the air and landing it on her muzzle.

"...you're gross, Bright."

"And now I know you make out with cups, Magenta. How was the Hospital?"

Magenta sighed and walked towards the studio stairs. "It was so... Sad. She looked really bad. The poor filly has a condition that prevents her body from receiving protein. By this point, she's just rotting away. And the doctors can't do anything to help her."

The mood in the penthouse became somber. Bright stopped juggling the cup and Firestarter's hard heart grew soft. "Awww, poor baby," Bright whispered.

Magenta stopped on the stairs and sighed. "Yeah... I couldn't live with myself if I said no." She cleared her throat to rid of the mood and said, "Well! Let me show you guys one of the studios we'll be using!"

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