The song of birds tweeted through the air this morning. The light from the sun basked through Magenta's windows and highlighted everything that could be touched.

And hit Babs right in the face. And the cool bed she was lying in creating a warm surface. She groaned and buried herself in the comforter in an attempt to find the coolness again... It didn't smell like Magenta. Babs cracked her eyes open and glanced around Magenta's sunny day lit room. A little messy, but it was her. Yesterday after their date, Magenta invited her to stay in her room that night. She took the invitation of course. It was just a loving moment between them.

But where was she this morning? Babs sat up in bed and looked around the empty room. Everything was in place, except Magenta. "Hmmm," she hummed. Then crawled out the bed onto the cool floor to stretch her tired bones and rub the crust out her eyes. Vision cleared, she looked at the clock above Magenta's door. It was past nine.

Babs blinked at the clock then made her way to the bathroom to relieve herself and wash up a little. Then she walked out the room into the empty quiet halls. She's never traveled the halls in Magenta's mansion and it was this quiet before. Even on the night they discovered Magenta Streak was actually Scootaloo, the halls at least had snoring. But now, it was just super creepy. It made Babs walk a little faster to the stairs and onto the floor for the first living room and kitchen. This entire mansion had to be a Castle. It just had to be. There were two kitchens in here. There was no need for that.

Either way, right now it was empty. And everything was put away. So Magenta wasn't in here. Then she heard it. The thump thump thump of a bassy drum kick. She was in the studio, of course. Babs doubled her speed down the hall towards the source with a smile on her face. She probably has a busy day planned thus the reason she's up early.

When she trotted into the Estate's sunny and bright foyer she could make out another voice ringing off the walls. Bright. She knew that voice anywhere. Bright may have been known to be an amazing dancer, but she was also a talented singer. Not many knew that side of Bright Snow. Except her and a few others. Hey... Was dating Magenta Streak causing her own popularity to soar? Babs had yet to check her phone.

Babs pushed that thought to the side for a few hours and slowed her speed to the bright studio sign above. The wooden door beneath it was blasting music for a few more seconds before it cut and Magenta's voice replaced it. "Okay, that was good. I'll do the next verse after Babs gets her breakfast."

"Whoooaaa!" Bright cheered. "Slow down, girl!"

Babs couldn't stop the butterflies in her stomach fluttering around. Magenta was going to make her breakfast?! Awwww! Babs couldn't let that go.

She politely knocked on the door and waited for it to swing in. Then there she was. In a cute ice blue and dark blue onesie. Shooting her that gorgeous smile. Babs smiled and greeted, "Good morning, Magenta."

"Good morning, Babs. Come in." She stepped to the side and allowed Babs to walk past into the darkened studio. Then the door was shut once more.

It was hard to miss the only Pony behind the glass waving eagerly. Bright Snow was wearing a black housecoat with one of the most biggest grins on a face that shouldn't even be possible. Then she hopped off of the stool she was sitting on and started moving for the door in here. Babs could only guess what it there caught her tail on fire. It couldn't have possibly been her.

Her eyes shifted from Bright to Magenta when she grabbed her by the chin and rotated her head to face hers. Then shared a kiss right when Bright walked out. "Aww, look at the married couple."

Magenta parted from Babs but didn't take her eyes off of hers. "Whatever, Bright. Hey, you busy today?"

Babs shrugged and answered, "I need to go to work. So unless boss calls and says, you're off today, then yes I'm busy."

Bright zipped up next to Magenta and stated, "That means Babby has to work today. Maggy and Babby. That is sooo cute. I'm shipping Mabs sooo hard right now."

Magenta playfully pushed Bright out of view and said, "I can still make you breakfast if you'd like. The only thing Bright and I are doing today is research and releasing the video of the century. Today's the day we're leaving Starfire. I'm calling Sound Boost this morning and telling him our decision."

Babs smiled and made her decision. "It's okay, I need to get out of here soon anyway." Babs reached up and pecked her on the cheek. "Don't go rocking out too hard, okay? You don't need more headaches." Then turned around and sauntered out of the room.

Magenta just smiled and watched her move. It was extremely tantalizing. Ohhhh, so tantalizing. Magenta bit her bottom lip. Fully unaware of Bright's hoof waving in front of her face. "Hey... Hey, Magenta... MAGENTA!"

Magenta's thoughts snapped and she focused on the hoof in front of her. Then followed it up to Bright grinning knowingly. "Already planning a bedding date I see."

Magenta scoffed and pushed her hoof away. "Yeah, whatever. You need to get some sleep, you've been out all night, right?" She turned around and sauntered back over to her seat with Bright. Then dropped down into it and started mixing with the faders.

Bright leaned back and answered, "I mean yeah. But I still have some business to take care of."

"It can wait, get some sleep. You need it. I'll be in my office if you need me."

"I can stay up a little bit longer."

Magenta rolled her eyes to face her sister. She knew for a fact Bright was tired. Her eyes were doing that weird twitchy thing. Which meant she wanted to talk. She leaned her hoof on the console and placed her cheek on it. "Alright, what's up, Bright? You're bugging out again."

"Why is it that you always manage to pull ponies and I'm... Alone?"

Ah, okay. Bright was a little jealous that Magenta found a spouse, a special somepony. And she didn't. "Aww, Bright," she whined. Then stood and walked over to her sister to deliver a much needed hug around the neck. Bright raised her own hoof and merely tapped it. "Hey, you'll find your special somepony. I know you will. With looks like yours and moves like that? I'm surprised by the point that you don't have anypony by now."

Magenta removed her hoof to cease this bit of intimacy followed by a shrug from her sister. "I just don't want to be used, so... I sort of turn down every opportunity. Especially after what happened to you..."

Magenta grunted and made strides for her seat. "Don't remind me," she growled. "I doubt that would ever happen to you though."

"I mean, like I know I'm being a worry wart, but... I want to be somepony's special somepony and vice versa, but... I don't want to be used either. And being stars like us, it comes with the business."

"Yeah... But you deserve happiness too. Definitely. I know one day you'll have the cutest stallion on this planet."

"Maggy, stop," Bright playfully scolded. She rolled her eyes and waved her hoof. But Magenta could definitely see that smile and blush on her face.

Magenta jumped into her seat and spun around. "I'm serious. He's going to be big, muscular, with a hot beard. He could lift you up with one hoof." Bright just shook her head and covered her eyes with crossed hooves trapping her tail between her thighs. "And then, and then, and then he's going to have the biggest—" Magenta found Bright's hoof covering her mouth.

"I get it, I get it," Bright interrupted. She made moves for the door and said, "I'm hot, I know."

"Buck yeah, you are. Now go and show that body, girlfriend—oh wait, I can't say that to you. Babs might get jealous."

Magenta's phone rang loud while Bright indulged in her laughter. Playing some catchy tune that made her swivel her chair back to the mixing console. She picked it up with a free hoof and read the caller ID. Sound Boost. So Sea Creature must've told 'em. About time, she was getting tired of waiting. It's been nearly twenty-four hours. Sound Boost usually doesn't take that long to start acting on news he hears.

Well who cares? Magenta picked up the phone and answered it alone. "Hey, Sound Boost," she greeted. Her rear hooves flew onto her mixer and she leaned back in her chair to relax.

The early morning sun hit Sound Boost's relaxed Dark Blue eyes. Trained on the city of Manehattan on the other side of this glass window behind his desk. The room was cleared out of any other pony, leaving him as the only occupant. His gray smooth suit was barely recognized for his much brighter colors. The usual smile he had on his face wasn't there today. He sighed and greeted, "Hello, Magenta. So... I heard you made your decision."

Magenta nodded from inside of her studio. Not that he could see her, but it still felt like she should. "Yes, I have," she answered. "Me and Bright are leaving Starfire Records in pursuit of personal interests."

"Sounds like to me you may be starting your own business?" Sound Boost turned around and calmly walked back to his desk.

Magenta had to give him some props. Well she did say "Personal interests." She looked around her studio and answered, "Yeah. We have enough bits for this."

"Ah, but you don't have enough financial information." Sound Boost dropped down into his seat and sighed in relief. He's been walking around all morning for the last two hours. How his clients could do it was a mystery. He sighed and rubbed his face. "You're going to put us in a huge bind, Magenta."

Magenta rolled her eyes and said, "Well you all could come work for me too, you know. We're not that far apart."

"...leave that for a plan B," he muttered.

"You got it."

"I'll let Gold Spoon know of your decision. And I'll be sending you a bit of information through the mail, so be prepared for that. It's going to be of some information you'll need for the future, and a few things to help get you started. I'm glad you made the right decision, Magenta."

Magenta sighed and focused back on the area behind the glass in front of her face. On the empty recording studio. She smiled and teased him with, "Thanks, Booster."

"Don't call me that."

"Me and Bright are releasing a vlog this evening about our decisions. Anything else you want to tell me? Like what the heck Sea Creature was talking about Gold Spoon 'being difficult'?"

Sound Boost trained his eyes on the door. On the blurred out window that a shadow passed by with his name on it. "...it'll be with your mail. Whenever you decide to tell the word is now your decision. I just need you to come down here and sign your papers, alright? Doesn't matter when to me, but you still need to sign them."

"I'll be there at around eleven. Keep the pen warm for me, I hate having cold metal in my mouth."

"Then I guess your dentist lost his number one client. I'll see you then."

"Alright." Magenta pulled the phone away from her ear and hung up. Then leaned back with her face to the ceiling and sighed. This day of relaxation just got a teensy tiny bit less-relaxed. But first... Babs needs her breakfast. Magenta smiled and bounced out of her seat to start a dash for the door. She wasn't expecting that call to be that long. But it held her up just a little bit. That was okay though. Anything for that hot reddish orange pony with the biggest flank she's ever seen. No to mention an amazing personality that made her want to... Uggh, Magenta was getting sidetracked. Breakfast first, flirting later.

Applebloom's hooves treaded crystal floors with quick anxiety. Her heart was pumping and her mind was thick with an idea. The halls of Twilight's castle were abandoned and quiet, but she was awake somewhere in here. Otherwise the front doors would have locked Sweetie and herself out.

Speaking of, Sweetie jumped out in front to pause Applebloom's progression. Then made her hoof signs to explain what she wanted to say. "Are you sure about this?"

Applebloom eagerly answered determinedly, "Absolutely. If anypony can do it, it's Twilight." She walked around Sweetie Belle and started looking into rooms. She could hear Twilight's voice bouncing around in here, but she couldn't find her. Sweetie's groaning forced her to turn around and follow her hoof into a room she passed. Holding Twilight, Spike, and Rainbow Dash. For another impromptu therapy session no doubt.

They were sitting across from each other in this lounge of some sort. A regular chair occupied by Twilight wearing a pair of reading glasses with a sad expression on her face. Her violet eyes were trained on Rainbow Dash lying on a fainting couch facing the crystalized ceiling. Hooves behind her head she was speaking about everything. "And ever since I saw how far she's come..." She whispered. "I think, 'There is literally nothing I can do to say sorry.' At least for being part of the root cause that she lost her wings. From what I hear, flying means a lot to her."

Sweetie poked into Applebloom's view and signed, Maybe we should come back?

Applebloom slowly nodded and the two began to slowly back away with a destination for the hallway beyond the door. But Twilight looked over and smiled at them. "Hey girls," she greeted.

They froze and righted up immediately, "H-Hey, Twilight," Applebloom greeted. "We were coming to ask you something, but you seem a little busy at the moment."

"Is it about Scootaloo?"

"Well... Yeah?"

"Come in. Rainbow Dash is looking for ways to gift Scootaloo with something to say she's sorry for 'causing her pain.' I support the thought, but there are no ideas. Maybe you could supply some?"

Sweetie Belle zipped right up to Rainbow and scared her with wide eyes and a serious expression. She demonstrated a bunch of hoof-sign language in a quick manner. Moving too fast for Rainbow's poor eyes to track. Not that she could read it anyway. Twilight laughed at Rainbow's confused face and asked, "Sweetie Belle, could you slow down a bit so we can see what you want to say?"

Sweetie rolled her eyes and threw her hooves up in the air as a symbol of clear frustration. But did as requested so Twilight and Applebloom could read it. Twilight squinted and hummed while she tried to process Sweetie Belle's suggestion. She stroked the bottom of her chin and stated, "While that is a good idea girls, that's physically impossible."

Rainbow Dash looked past her and locked eyes with Twilight. "What did she suggest?" She asked.

"She said that we should make Scootaloo a pair of steel wings. While that is a good idea to give her artificial wings, the time to calculate how much steel we would need would take a while. Not to mention because they're steel wings picking up a pony, the weight would be ridiculous. That and they would have to be really big in order to support both her and the wings itself. So unless she was planning to take a trip all the way to the Dragon Lands or further then I don't think that those would be what Scootaloo would want. They're too much trouble."

Applebloom mentally cursed and said, "Dagnabbit, we never thought of that. Welp! Back to the drawing board. Come on Sweetie Belle."

"But..." They stopped and turned back around to Twilight and that smile she was holding. "We'll keep that in mind. Thanks, girls."

"You're welcome, Twilight!" Applebloom and Sweetie Belle quickly shuffled out to leave Twilight and Rainbow alone. But their thoughts actually inspired Rainbow to even sit up correctly.

She blinked at the door with a few thoughts racing. Then turned her body to face Twilight and asked, "What should we do for Scootaloo?"

Twilight sighed and adjusted her glasses. Then answered her question with her own in a quiet fashion. "Well what do you think we should do, Rainbow Dash?"

Seriously, Twilight? Still with the therapy? Rainbow Dash sighed and threw her head back into her hooves. This was going to be a long session.

When Babs trotted back down the stairs of Magenta's mansion with good news on her shoulders, she wasn't expecting her nose to be assaulted by the greatest of all foods. She stopped at the stairwell and watched Magenta dance wearing an apron and holding a spatula to some catchy tune she was humming loud.

Babs decided to just take a seat in the stairwell and watch her work. She's never seen Magenta dance before, so this was a new one. She held the spatula up to her mouth and started humming something. Then tossed it to the side and grabbed the pan to shuffle around whatever was in there that smelled so good.

Babs jumped when somepony rushed past her, jumped into the kitchen and yelled, "Yeah, hum it sweetie!!"

Magenta jumped and whirled around to face her mother dancing to no music next to their table. Waving her wings around in her lab coat with a stethoscope around her neck grinning. And Babs laughing in the stairwell. Magenta gasped and scolded, "Mom, not while I'm cooking!"

Goldhoof simmered down and pulled Magenta into a quick hug. "Good morning, sweetie." Then let her go and trotted over to the fridge. "What are you cooking?"

Magenta straightened her body out and waved for Babs to come in. I'm cooking me and my girlfriend some breakfast."

"Oh that's nice dear. It smells delicious—wait, GIRLFRIEND?!! Who's this 'girlfriend'?"

Goldhoof would have dropped the milk she was holding if she didn't squeeze it with the power of a thousand protective mothers in one hoof. Babs was having second thoughts about meeting her now. But Magenta pulled her over and placed a kiss on her cheek in view. Her grin truly showed her happiness when she said, "You've already met her. My girlfriend is Babs."

Oh! Yeah that orange Earth Pony from Appleloosa that has one half of her mane shaved off. It was a really cute look on her. Leaving only a small layer of mane there and the other half with a good amount. To reinforce Magenta's attempt at approval, Babs grinned with her.

Goldhoof made an I'm watching you gesture first. Then smiled and said, "Well I'm happy for the both of you. Hey honey, guess what?!!"

Babs heard a male voice yell from beyond the stairwell, "WHAT?!!"

"We're officially a PRIDE Household!! Magenta has a girlfriend!!"

"SHE DOES?! Who is it?!"

So this is how they communicate around here from far away, Babs thought. While they continued on with their conversation through the air, Magenta went back to cooking the breakfast. "You're in for a treat, Babby," she said.

Did she seriously just call her Babby? Babs blushed and asked, "What do you mean, Maggy?"

Magenta grabbed the handle of the pan she was using to cook with her mouth and carried it past to the kitchen table in an elegant fashion. Then set it down and smiled at Babs. Because you get to eat up my favorite dish in my entire collection." Babs walked closer and looked into the pan to get a good reading on what she was talking about. It looked like a bunch of mashed fruits and vegetables mashed together to create some kind of casserole.

"I made my celebratory breakfast casserole. It has eggs in it, peppers, and a few other breakfast items I honestly don't feel like naming. Have some, I promise you'll like it."

Goldhoof eagerly trotted up the stairs for a moment to grab something behind them when Babs grabbed a spoon and while Magenta fixed their plates. Babs smiled at the casserole. Then took a small bite. A tangy taste, a bit of salt here and there, something spicy but sweet at the same time. But overall... She swallowed and said proudly, "This is amazing, Maggy!"

Magenta grinned and replied, "Thanks, Babby!"

"Magenta!" Goldhoof walked back down the stairs with a small handkerchief in her hand. A rainbow-colored one. She quickly trotted around to Magenta and ordered, "Hold still." As fast as lightning Magenta hand on a rainbow neckerchief with a knot on the side.

"Ack! M-Mom!" She stammered. She was blushing in embarrassment. Babs decided to make her feel better.

She looked up to Mrs. Goldhoof and asked, "Do you have another one?"

"Absolutely!!" Then Babs had on one too. It was unsettling how it got there. But there it was. Babs slid out of her seat and walked over to Magenta. She turned her head to face her. Then planted her lips right on hers. This their first kiss the Gold Family had seen. A little early but Goldhoof wasn't complaining. As a matter of fact, she already had her camera out.

Magenta backed off with a smile and raised her phone out to her mother. She'll know what to do with it. But those lively purple eyes never left Babs' green ones. She pulled her closer then kissed her once more while the camera flashes went off. There was definitely going to be news circulating around, as well as an exchange of bits. But Magenta wouldn't have it any other way then with her hooves around Babs Seed holding her close, and the taste of her on her lips.

She needed this.

Happy Pride Month, everyone!!!