A lot of ponies say Bits can't buy happiness. Maybe not, but they definitely buy convenience. Babs nor Magenta could fly. So Magenta called up a private chariot service to meet them in Manehattan. Then they were flying through the air on their way to Ponyville. It only cost Magenta eight hundred bits for a whole twenty-four hours. Easy.

The ride was so relaxing, the seats were so plush. Magenta's eyes were closed and her right hoof was around Babs. She held her close and they embraced the air together. Enjoying the nature and the air of tomorrow. "So what's the plan?" Magenta asked to the sky.

Babs cracked her eyes open when the peace was disturbed. "What plan?" She replied. Then whipped her head to Magenta. "There's supposed to be a plan?"

Magenta turned to stare in Babs' eyes and answered, "Well you did want to come here. So I just figured you wanted to do something."

Of course she did. Out of the little time she had known Magenta, she realized that there was always a reason she was out and about. If not, she'd be relaxing in her huge bucking mansion with her hooves kicked up by the pool. Babs sighed and admitted, "Well I just thought we could hang out together. You know, instead of having a plan we can see where the random dice roll takes us first."

"So... Just hang out."

"Yep." Babs leaned over and pecked Magenta's cheek. Then whispered. "We're just going to hang out for a bit."

"...we're going to see your cousin aren't we?"

"We might run into her."

Magenta sighed and reminded her, "You know I get headaches whenever I get around them."

Babs grabbed Magenta's hoof and begged, "Please, Magenta? I'm older than you, I can make you do it."

Magenta dropped her frown and silently laughed under her breath. "We're the same age," she corrected. "And you know it."

"I'm wiser."

"Uh huh." Magenta sighed and shrugged. As much as she this was going to be a cause of pain later, this was the first time they'd be out in public after making it official. "Fine. I need to get Pony Beads anyway and they have a great art shop I read about."

Pony Beads? Babs repeated, "Pony Beads? Why do you need Pony Beads?"

"...I make Kandi. You never saw that video I made two years ago? It's going to be for my next concert. But we can't stay long, Bright and I have to record this evening."

"Deal." She and Magenta shared a quick smooch before their ride started to descend over the unoccupied tracks on the outside of Ponyville. There was just something about the atmosphere here that made Magenta smile. Maybe it was the peace and silence mixed with actual friendly ponies for once. In Manehattan Unique, everypony sort of stuck to themselves. Only saying hi when they were at your gate asking for documents. Then they were off again.

The wheels of the Chariot touched down on the outside of town and rolled to a stop behind the train station. Not too far and definitely not too close. They didn't need ponies running up to them. Thankfully, their primary target was literally before they hit the town. The Apple Family Farm. Running over with Apple Trees that was more than enough to feed all of Ponyville in the event a famine now took over.

They rolled to a stop on the vacant road leading up to the train station. Magenta breathed in the silence. Breathed in the air full of nothing but nature. She really loved this place here. There was no reason why except for the silence and the no care attitude. Whereas the major cities of Equestria were all fast, Ponyville was... Relatively slow. So slow it made Magenta envious.

Babs grabbed Magenta's hoof and gave it a caring squeeze. Then slipped her way out of the chariot with her on her tail. Magenta grew a smirk with a plan of action on her mind while their chariot moved past for the town. There was a resting point somewhere in there for them to relax in before Magenta and Babs were ready to go. And since they were patiently waiting...

Magenta bumped her snout up against Babs' butt and flipped her up on her back. "Hey, Magenta—mmm!" Magenta darted over to her face and placed her lips on top of hers to share a kiss Babs immediately moaned and melted into it. Her hooves wrapped around her neck and pulled her in deeper before Magenta quickly pulled back up, teasingly winked down to her then walked past as if nothing happened.

"Ugh, you're such a bucking tease," Babs groaned. She huffed and flipped back onto her hooves. Then quickly caught up and interlaced her tail with Magenta's. "I'm going to get you back."

Magenta smirked and replied, "And I honestly can't wait to see what you have in mind." She leaned over and nuzzled her face with adoration that Babs eagerly returned. Not everyday you get to share a nuzzle with the mare of your dreams who also happens to be a rich-as-buck celebrity. Nopony else Babs knows can say that.

While they walked towards the Apple Family house, Babs asked a question that's been killing her. "So uhhh... Can I do anything to help out with your industry?"

Magenta hummed and put her lips to the side in a bunch. He mind raced with thoughts. So Babs wanted to help out sometime, that was okay. But there were some things she had to know now. Magenta nodded and answered, "Well there are a few things you can help out with. Those artists I have under my belt need a few managers and connections. And after we release the news that ponies are definitely going to blow their minds about, there will be managers, labels, all sorts of clientele who want a piece of Magenta Streak and Bright Snow. And those ponies may in fact be checking you out too."

Magenta and Babs walked up the porch and stopped in front of the Apple Family door. Babs turned to face Magenta and queried, "Me? Why me?"

"Connections. If they can somehow get on your good side, they'll expect you to hook them up with me. Promotion and stuff. They did it all the time when we were in school together, remember? I'm sure you've noticed the ponies running up to me on the side and asking all types of questions in High School. Same with Bright. We were very powerful ponies who could get into places they couldn't. And now? You can too. Because you are Magenta Streak's Girlfriend." Magenta winked and raised a hoof to knock politely.

Well that was certainly a mouthful. It wasn't too much Babs couldn't handle. Seriously, how bad could it be? Babs focused on the door when it jiggled and opened up from Big Mac's hoof. He obviously had nothing else better to do today since one hoof was holding a book. He locked careless eyes on Magenta and did the most un-Big Mac thing Babs has ever heard him do before: He squeaked in excitement.

What the buck? Babs thought. Since when does Big Mac squeak?! Magenta however was used to it by now. She nodded to Big Mac and greeted, "Hey, it's me again! Are your sisters around?"

Big Mac nodded fervently as if he was a machine. Then swiveled around and yelled, "Apple Bloom! Magenta Streak is here!" He stepped to the side and allowed their guests quick entry. Then shut the door.

Magenta had never been to a country home at all in her life until recently when she and Bright were on vacation for a few hours. Then that sudden beef with that vlogging pony came up and ruined everything. This is the second time and she could honestly say it's really peaceful here. There was barely any noise and the smell of hay and home cooked meals soothed Magenta's nerves. The wood under her hooves was a great contrast to the luxurious carpets she had back home. And everything was just... Simple. Not bad at all.

Then Apple Bloom just had to come running down those rickety stairs triggering Magenta's headache full blast. She compressed it with a moan and smile that Babs immediately noticed. She nudged Magenta and whispered, "You can go get your things from town if you want to, you don't have to stress through this because of me."

Yeah, that was probably for the best. She had to make more Kandi Singles and maybe a pair of goggles like she wanted. So she nodded and quickly pecked Babs on the cheek before immediately letting herself out of the house. Her trots faded into the distance before Babs turned back to Apple Bloom's confused expression and said, "Magenta gets her migraines because she's around you and Sweetie Belle, remember?"

Ah, right. Those dang things. The sign of what they both didn't want to face. Apple Bloom's ears flopped down and she sadly nodded. "Right," she despondently replied.

Babs inched closer and placed a hoof on Apple Bloom's back in support. "You know she's going to get her memories back soon, right? Are you guys prepared for this?"

"Well... Not really," she admitted. She looked back up to Babs and explained, "Sweetie and I have been looking forward to it, but now that we know Scootaloo is actually Magenta Streak, there's no telling what'll happen."

"You can't guess these things, Apple Bloom," Babs stated. "You can only be ready for it. You need an explanation and a forgiveness. That's it, that's all you need. It's way too late to make up for it, so you can forget that. All you need is a question for forgiveness. Okay?"

Apple Bloom took a deep breath in and let it out. Babs was right. Nothing was better than that. She had this. Apple Bloom nodded and replied in determination, "You're right. Just apologize and say how sorry you are. That's it."

Babs patted her back and cheered, "That's my cousin. So how are things here?"

"Well a little hectic since we just found out you're dating a celebrity!" Apple Bloom exclaimed. Albeit in excitement. She squealed and asked, "Did you guys just start going out? Wait, since when were you gay?"

Babs sighed and walked over to Apple Bloom's couch. "Well first off, I'm bisexual. And before you ask, it was in high school that I found out. I had met this one mare..."

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Just like Babs recommended, Magenta walked right into town. Well right into chaos. A single filly in front of Sugarcube Corner with a muzzle painted with ice cream, pointed her hoof and screamed, "MAGENTA STREAK!! AHHHH!" Then all ponies just ran straight to her. As quiet as this town is, it could go from zero to one-hundred within a second. All ponies just crowding around her until she could run out and get away. They ran over the bridge and through alleys until Magenta finally made it to the shop she needed to get to.

She burst through the glass door and slammed it back. Then locked it with a click and sat down to take a breather. One drawback of this town? They didn't know how to act when somepony famous showed up. Didn't Rara tell her that she had a concert here in the past? Magenta wondered how that turned out. She didn't exactly supply an actual ending.

After Magenta got her bearings back, she stood up and took a look around the store. Apart from the gawking cashier at the front behind the counter everything was normal. A few art supplies here and there, string in a box in the middle of the floor, a few paint cans. All types of things. Magenta walked across the shiny plastic floors over to the counter with her eyes on everything and asked, "Hey where are your pony beads?"

The stallion behind the counter slowly mouthed silently like a fish and lifted a hoof to point to the right. His eyes followed Magenta's every steps. They didn't dwindle not once. Even when she came back and dropped ten bags of those on the counter. "How much?" She asked.

He just shook his head and waved a hoof towards the door. "It's... It-It's on the house. Just take 'em, we already made our goal for the day."

"Er... Okay. Hey, is there a back entrance?"

He nodded open-mouthed and answered, "That's probably blocked too, knowing Ponyville. Here I'll give you something better. Yo', Silent!" He turned towards one of the aisles where a very familiar pony walked out of. A pony that Magenta immediately recognized. That darn headache was back on.

"Sweetie Belle?!"

Sweetie Belle gasped and hopped up and down in an adorable display of glee. Then jogged over to Magenta and wrapped her in a hug around the neck. It's been a while since they've seen each other. A few weeks probably? She tended to lose track of time in Ponyville. Sweetie Belle pulled away and made a rapid amount of sign language that Magenta interrupted with, "Sorry, Sweets, I don't have my sister with me today. You work here? Cool."

The cashier made a face of confusion and looked between the two of them. They knew each other? Sweetie Belle was actually friends with Magenta Streak?! Why didn't she tell him—oh. Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes and pointed to the bags of Pony Beads that she tilted her head to. Oh she was asking what was she doing here!

Magenta walked to the counter and answered, "Well I wrapped up a meeting with Starfire, and Babs wanted to come here to talk to her cousin. I needed Pony Beads so I stopped by. Now... I'm trapped." Magenta gestured with her head towards the store's entrance. At the mob of colts, fillies, mares and stallions watching her through the glass taking as many photos as they could. Sweetie Belle shivered and rolled her eyes. Ponyville really loved their celebrities. But she knew exactly how to get Magenta out of there.

She walked behind the counter and grabbed a bag to hold Magenta's purchase. Then walked back around, placed a Hoof on Magenta, and teleported with a snap to the Apple Family Farm. This was literally the only safe space Magenta could go without being mobbed. To the countryside of Ponyville. Once she got her hooves back, Magenta shook her head and groaned at the environment. Jeez, now this headache was killing her. She really needed to sit down. But she could push through this, a mere headache can't keep Magenta Streak down!

But Magenta still groaned and rubbed her forehead. This was the most intense migraine she's ever had. Her pose concerned Sweetie Belle. A lot. She tapped Magenta to get her to open her eyes. Then tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow. She clearly had no idea.

Magenta huffed and explained, "Every time I come to Ponyville I get a headache that progresses each time I see you and Apple Bloom. It's really intense right now."

Sweetie Belle whimpered and shrunk into herself. So Magenta was getting her memories back painfully. Well that certainly wasn't helping them.

Magenta grunted and said, "I should probably start getting out of here to avoid any... Ughhh." Magenta's eyesight wobbled and mixed with double-vision. Sweetie gasped and popped up in alarm. Magenta was moving strangely. As in bobbing left to right with drowsy eyes. She rushed forward and grabbed Magenta before she could fall over. Something was wrong, something was seriously wrong!

Sweetie placed her body underneath Magenta so she was now on her back. Then hightailed it onto the farm. She didn't know if Magenta passed out yet. All that mattered was she needed help. She ran up to the door and banged on it. "Yahhh!" She yelled.

Apple Bloom knew what that was: An urgent Sweetie Belle. She stopped speaking with Babs and rose from her seat to open the door quickly. Sweetie rushed in with Magenta on her back and yelled, "Yah yah!"

"What are... Magenta!!" Babs sprouted up and helped get Maganta off Sweetie's back. "What's wrong, what happened?!"

Once Apple Bloom had her in her hold, Sweetie made a bunch of hoof motions she interpreted. "She and Magenta were talking when she started complaining about a growing migraine. Then she wobbled around and passed out. We need to call somepony now. This could be serious. Big Mac! Applejack!"

A round of tumbling ran around upstairs before they came down to witness what all the yelling was about. Babs cradled Magenta in her hooves and shouted, "Something's wrong!"

Applejack jumped into action and rushed Magenta onto her back. "We're goin' to the hospital! What happened?!"

"She passed out in the street!"

Applejack nodded and bolted out the door with them all stampeding behind her. Magenta bounced around with her gallops across dirt road and saliva leaking down her mouth. There could actually be something seriously wrong with her that actually had nothing to do with her memory. Then again, it just might be her memories.

They rushed into town and angled their bodies for the hospital. The ponies in their way had to jump to the side to avoid a collision and possible injury themselves. Their tired hooves carried them into the hospital's entrance then Applejack yelled, "We need some help over here!" Her voice echoed off the white walls and through the air that smelled of alcohol and disinfectant. A few of the ponies around had minor injuries. One of them, a young filly with her mother had a simple cold reading a book glanced up and pointed to Applejack's back. "MAGENTA STREAK—ACHOO!" She yelled.

The nurse at the counter trained her bored eyes on them then pressed a button behind the desk for the intercom. "We have a code yellow in the front," she said. Immediately, three nurses came out of an intersecting hallway with a gurney and rolled up to Applejack. Nurse Redheart and two others that could actually be twins.

Apple Bloom guessed Redheart was a fan. She gasped and asked, "Magenta Streak, what happened?!"

Sweetie ran into sight and started making motions with her hooves for Apple Bloom to interpret. "'Magenta was complaining about having a headache each time she came here and it was really bad today."

Nurse Redheart nodded and ordered the nurses, "Room 406, IV, and mind scan for anything odd." They nodded and rolled Magenta off down the hall. Leaving only small pairs of eyes to follow.

Babs turned her head to face Apple Bloom and reassured, "No matter what happens... Remember?"

Apple Bloom knew what she was talking about. She nodded and grabbed Sweetie's hoof to pull her to the side. It was going to be a while until someone received an update.

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Ten minutes in and the news had spread faster than wild fire. "Magenta Streak Hospitalized."

"Multiple Sources Witnessed Magenta Streak Rushed To Ponyville General Hospital."

"Singer Producer DJ Magenta Streak Rushed To Hospital."

Thankfully there were no reasons published yet. That didn't make the situation any better. Sweetie, Apple Bloom, and Babs were waiting patiently in the lobby with nervous hooves. With nervous thoughts and feelings. It wasn't too long until the last pony they needed showed up that made those feelings worse.

Rainbow Dash zipped into existence and asked, "What happened, what's going on?" Well at least she looked better. Her wings were back, her coat was normal and her determination and confidence was skyrocketing.

Applejack shook her head from the other side of the Crusaders and answered, "Sweetie Belle said Magenta had a major migraine and passed out in the street outside of Sweet Apple Acres. We rushed her here and that's it so far."

"Alright, alright, talk to me now!" The best pony to be here switched Sweetie's vision onto her intense gaze when she rushed in. Bright Snow had on a lot of jewelry. As in sparkling colors with some expensive designer clothes hiding her snow white coat and shades. Babs read about this tactic. In important situations, members of the Elite Classes of Equestria would wear expensive items to assert their dominance. Just one of the main things that ponies do. If you show your riches, you show your power. And Bright was seriously putting her hoof down right now.

Babs sighed and repeated, "Magenta and Sweetie Belle were talking outside of Sweet Apple Acres when Magenta started complaining about a headache. Then she passed out and we brought her here."

Passed out? Her sister passed out?! Bright trotted right up to the counter and demanded, "Give me an update on my sister now!"

A Pegasus stallion with a lab coat on immediately rushed over with a clipboard and answered, "You're here for Magenta Streak?" Bright's deadpan glare gave him his answer. She guessed he didn't know who she was or was playing a really stupid joke at a time like this. "Okay, so Magenta is overall fine. Just a lot of brain activity. It overwhelmed her, gave her a headache to the point where the brain couldn't take it and shut down for a bit. We can't do much about the increased brain activity so we have to wait for her to wake up. Afterwards we can do a few more scans and see what we're working with."

"How long?"

"Uhhh... I'd say over two hours."

Bright nodded and whipped out her phone to dial a number. Her hooves ran on automatic. This was business Bright. The side nopony ever sees in public except during the most desperate of times. She held the phone up to her ear and waited for the dial tone to end. Her eyes behind the shades were trained on the door across from her. On the ponies walking by but definitely taking looks in. This wasn't the type of town Magenta needed to be in if she was passed out. As fun as Ponyville is, it's also dangerous.

"Yo, Bright,"

"Hey. Look, we're having a time over here, Carolid. We need a distraction."

"Yeah, I can see that. It's on the blogs, it's on the vlogs, it's in my feed. Tell me something, Bright."

"As long as you don't leak."

"Honestly, I'll probably forget you told me."

Bright glanced to the doors and walked down a hall out of sight so those nosey ponies outside couldn't possibly hear her. No ears in sight she whispered, "Magenta might be getting her memories back. She passed out from a brain overload."

"Ohhh, had to hurt."

Bright poked her head back out and watched the crowd grow in front of the hospital. "Yeah . . . Had to," she whispered. "I have to get mom and dad on the line, they'll want to hear all of this."

"Alright. Hey, let me know if you need anything. I'll provide some small distraction vlogs to keep the press off, but it can only last so long. I recommend staying silent until Magenta is back up, running around and smiling on camera again."

Smiling on camera huh? That gave Bright a great idea. She smiled and nodded slowly with a picture painted in her head. "Yeah, I'll let you know. See ya.'"

"See ya' girl!"

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Magenta's mind was on fire. Everything was hurting and the darkness up there filled with business tips, information, numbers, records, and Babs was overflowing with new information. Information she doesn't remember seeing. Things she doesn't recall ever happening to her. She fell underneath water and nearly drowned. She remembered getting hit in the face with a log and being pushed through something that caused great pain to her sides. SHe remembered blacking out and gaining consciousness once again in a tube carrying water. Staring up into the face of a stallion before blacking out again. Then waking up to see...

Kind Goldhoof, her nurse. Then Bright, her sister. But was also a filly who lived next door to her hospital room. But way, way, wayyy before any of that she remembered it. She remembered everything. The brick wall that was causing pain to her head each time she looked at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle had collapsed . . . Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. Those names made Magenta's heart shatter and be replaced with something red.

Magenta's eyes cracked open and her ears registered the sound of a constant beeping noise. She was in a white room underneath the covers in a hospital bed. It was really similar to the one from her foalhood days in Manehattan. Bathroom directly across with a screen above her bed connected to the wall. On her immediate left was a window with closed blinds. And on her right was a lot of open space. There were windows over there too that were also closed. Possibly to keep ponies from peeking in. She was constantly being watched. And passing out in Ponyville of all places wasn't helping.

But she wasn't really focused on that right now. She was focused on her memories. She remembered it. She remembered everything. But it was so long ago and irrelevant. Until Magenta looked down to her sides. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle launched her into the air that ended becoming even more catastrophic than anything she's ever been through in her life. That includes that one time she messed up on stage. She grew from that. But she couldn't grow when her wings were gone.

Before Magenta could growl in anger, somepony knocked on the door and pushed it open. Bright Snow poked her head in and smiled at her bed. "Ahh, there she is!"

Magenta's anger cooled down when Bright strode in with a phone and pretty much her entire closet. "Really?" Magenta teased. Albeit with a concerning groan. "A shirt wasn't enough?"

Bright jumped over Magenta's bed playfully and landed on the other side with a knowing grin Magenta never liked. "Of course! I had to let them know The Gold Sisters were here. Time to save the day! How are you feeling? Sweetie said you passed out directly in front of her."

At the mention of the name Magenta dropped her smile and replied sadly to the ceiling above them, "It was them. They . . . They caused me to almost die in the stream. I was in so much pain that I can still feel it."

Bright sighed but didn't let her smile waver. "I know, Magenta," she muttered. "Remember, they told me. So you got your memories back I assume."

Magenta nodded and rubbed her head. "Yeah . . . Yeah, I did. I think. I keep seeing these images in my head. Of my past. I used to be friends with them. I got my cutie mark with them on the same day. I first met Sweetie Belle, then Apple Bloom, we ran around town and . . . Pretty much caused destruction searching for our cutie marks. We were close, then... They launched me into the air, the whole town laughed, I fell into the stream and lost my wings, died twice I think... And it all sprouted from them."

Bright sighed and placed her head on Magenta's lap. "So what—"

"Are they here?"

"Uhh... Yeah?"

"Tell them to leave. I don't want to see them anymore."

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