Magenta was sure she should move on. She was sure she could move on. But her memories wouldn't let her. It's been three days since Magenta had her memories return and Magenta has barely done anything. After they left the hospital, Babs cradled her head and told her that everything was going to be okay, and that it was a bad idea to take her there followed by her apology. But Magenta decided that it was a good idea. Because it showed her her past. She didn't want to know it before. But now that she does know, Magenta didn't want anything to do with Ponyville. Her label's music would still go to the town and their stores, but she wanted nothing to do with them personally. She'll do shows there, host events, maybe some videos if she feels like it. But that's it.

Just business, no fun. Because Ponyville didn't deserve her fun.

Now all she could do at six in the morning was lie back on her bed and stare at the black space that was her office in her mansion. Today was an important day. A very important day. She was meeting with the Canterlot Elite's Superior today. And since the Gold Sisters were the second richest ponies here in the Manehattan Elite, she had to be smart and strategic.

She and Bright were going to be joined by Floyd Hoofenstein himself. He didn't actually live too far away from him actually. A turn away actually. His mansion was next to the Golf Course behind them. The meeting was at twelve today. And since nothing was going on after that, that meant a gold ol' vlog to break the news to everyone. They left Starfire Records.

A moan and a hoof sliding up her chest replaced Magenta's business attitude with a calm one. She grabbed Babs' hoof and brought it up to her mouth to plant a kiss on. "Good morning, Babby," she whispered.

"Mmmm good morning, Maggy." Babs shifted her head over to plant a kiss on Magenta's cheek. Then pierce her light green eyes into Magenta's faded Magenta ones. "How are you feeling?"

Magenta's grin let her know she was fine. And when she swung Babs to lie on top of her body with a surprised squeak let her know that she was more than fine. Magenta shared a nuzzle with her and said, "I had a good dream with a beautiful mare next to me. I'm great." Babs giggled and bumped her chest with a hoof. "Hey, we're going to be sort of busy today, alright?"

Babs pulled back and playfully scolded, "So you want me to scram? How dare you."

"No, I want you to go and have a good time. Don't spend all my money, alright?"

"Awww, you're leaving me alone today?" Babs jumped off Magenta's bed and stretched her body. When she stuck her butt in the air, Magenta had to bite her lip and shake her head. Goodness gracious, that there plot was just begging for her hooves. But she had enough respect for Babs not to touch it. Don't touch, Magenta. You haven't reached that stage yet.

Babs flicked her tail and whipped Magenta in the face like a feather touched her. Oh Celestia, that scent was so heavenly. But Babs teased her by winking and moving towards the bathroom. "Fine, I'll get out of your mane for the day. But I'll be back this afternoon, okay? I want to cook dinner."

Magenta bounced out of bed and pranced towards the door. She needed a cold shower. "Alright. Don't spend all my bits!"

"Is that even possible?"

Probably not. Magenta pranced out into the hall and closed the door behind her to allow Babs her privacy. Then with a skip down the hall, she was moving towards the kitchen. She had a plan in her head. And not just to eat, but a promo plan. A great plan that would allow her to launch her label successfully. She still had to get a logo created, but that would be really easy.

Magenta slowed her role when she passed her studio and peeked in to see if Bright was in there. Nope. Just her studio. She didn't hear her in her room, which meant she was either up around here somewhere or out and about. But based off the splashing going on outside, she was going for a morning swim. Ah there she was, doing her laps. She was swimming from the left to the right for now and vice versa for now. But would definitely be coming in after a little while. The sun was coming up and that meant "her feathers would get funny."

Magenta smirked at her sister through the window and kept on moving for the cupboards near the fridge. They were plastic and conservative. Something she was proud to be in this estate way before she even moved in and did some remodeling.

She opened one up and pulled out a mug that had a label on it that she found inside an old Tea Shop in West Manehattan. When she bought it, she never actually thought she'd get this far for the label to even apply to her: World's Best Producer. Each time she drunk out of it, it made her smile softly and look around her. Being at the top of the music chain was hard, but it was well worth it.

By the time both Bright and Babs walked in, she had set them up with a breakfast. Mom and dad usually made their own, but Bright and Magenta would try and surprise each other with a meal. And this morning, she made Hayseed Grits with a pinch of salt, Butterscotch pancakes, and some juice with exotic fruit.

Babs walked around the table humming with her eyes on the food. "Whoa, Maggy," she said. "Did you go all out?"

Magenta hopped in a chair on the side in front of the windows and answered, "Well I had plenty of time. You stole my shower time, so I've been productive."

Babs hopped into the chair next to her while Bright sat down directly across an said, "Well it wasn't wasted. You made southern food with city food. Interesting mix."

Bright smugly pointed across to her sister and said, "Well, we've always been rather creative. And original. Right, Maggy?"

"Abso', Bright!" She and Bright reached across the table and bumped hooves. "No other like the Gold Sisters."

Babs could clearly see that Bright was a little jealous of their relationship. She tried not to let it known, but Babs has been around the block a lot. And that smile was definitely fake. Magenta probably didn't see it. But Babs definitely did. So she just went ahead and ate her breakfast.

Magenta decided to fit Babs with security for her day out. A total of ten thousand bits she wasn't afraid to spend. And after a fixed spending budget card to Babs, Magenta watched her ride out of the neighborhood from the steps of her mansion. Then her smile dropped once she was out of sight. Time for business. Mom and Dad were still asleep. Their practices weren't opened today. Which meant they would be relaxing somewhere around here.

She quietly shut the doors to her mansion and made quick strides for her bedroom where she and Bright would be conducting the business today. It was going to be tense. It was going to be hot. And it was going to work.

When she reached her room, Bright was already on the office balcony with the system loaded up. Sending emails and all of that. Magenta's little office partner. When she walked in though, she quickly said, "I know you're jealous of Babs, Bright."

Bright looked from the screen to Magenta when she sat down next to her flabbergasted. "What?! Maggy, you're crazy."

"We're still teenagers, Bright, it's okay to be jealous. And I know why." Bright sighed and went back to surfing Net. "You think Babs is going to take me away. Don't worry, that's not going to happen. You're my little sister and I love you. No one is ever going to break us apart."

Bright pursed her lips and kept working. But did reply, "I know, but... I guess I'm jealous of you, you know?" Magenta wished she could wrap a wing around Bright. Unfortunately, Ponyville stole them. It made her a bit angry. "I already told you that you get the best things. Everyone looks at Magenta Streak, you know? Never Bright Snow. I dance a lot at your concerts, but you get a lot more attention. Like, they just did a segment on you yesterday and I bet you didn't even notice. You barely have to do anything, and yet you still get noticed while I have to try a bit harder. And... It's just a little unfair and I'm taking it out on your girlfriend."

Magenta sighed and watched Bright type up the email she just sent out. They needed a new logo. Something catchy instead of just 'The Gold Sisters.' They both have the same thing and have had the same thing for years. Yet Bright was barely noticed except for how she looked on stage and the dances she does.

"Yeah," Magenta sighed. "Yeah, I think it's time we showcase your talent for real, yeah?"

Bright shrugged and answered, "Well that would be nice." Then went right back to typing. Jeez, Bright was so hard to read sometimes.

Magenta nudged Bright and decided, "Then we'll make a plan for it. What are we doing right now?"

Time for the big steps to be announced. Bright pointed to the Z27 Mega and answered, "I'm sending out emails to our contacts involving graphic design, marketing, and advertisements. You're handling YouHoof and the talent, and I'm handing connections for growth."

Good. They were splitting the duties required to make this label grow. Magenta nodded to the Display and said, "Alright. I'm going to get ready. They're supposed to be here at my gate at twelve for a lunch, and at eleven there's supposed to be a caterer here with the food." Magenta turned around and walked down the steps for the floor of her bedroom. Today was going to be a tense day. Two rivals were going to discuss peace between their territories. And right now, that meant a lot of professionalism. Hopefully, nothing would go wrong.

Are you guys ready for the building of Magenta's new label, as well as the aftermath she left behind in Ponyville? Some old wounds never heal.