Mr. Steal Yo Girl

Chapter 1: Turn Up the Music

Mr. Steal Yo Girl

Reika-san

The door to the recording studio opens with a light push from a unicorn. She is somewhat slightly taller than other unicorns. Large sunglasses cover much of her face. Her bright blue coat shines in the bright light of the lobby of the tall skyscraper. The unicorn drops the bags she had been carrying with her magic. She uses a small hoof to brush her light brown bangs out of her eyes. The unicorn shakes her head and lets her brown mane sit comfortably on her head.

A ruffled unicorn approaches the taller female. He holds a phone to one of his ears and continues babbling.

"Yeah, I'll get her to perform there on what... August fifteenth? That's tomorrow! There's no way you're going to get her to Appleoosa by tomorrow morning!" The unicorn shuffles through a stack of papers. "Uh... Yeah. She's supposed to be up in Canterlot Lights tonight..."

The pony wearing the glasses slowly pulls them off to reveal her piercing brown eyes. She folds the glasses and hangs them on the collar of her mint-colored turtleneck sweater. She looked at the babbling pony before rolling her eyes.

"Okay, look. I've got her right here. We're supposed to be recording right now... Yeah, yeah... Of course... I'll arrange it... Call you back later... Yeah, later." The pony puts his phone away before looking at the unicorn.

"Where the hell have you been?!" The unicorn throws papers up and watching them scatter across the lobby. "I've been calling and making appointments for you with different nightclubs, and where have you been? Shopping?"

"Look," the unicorn drags a hoof through her mane again.

"What do you mean, look? We've been looking for you for three hours! You've got a performance in about two hours up in Canterlot Lights! Come on, let's go!" The unicorn pushes the blue mare into an elevator before promptly closing the door.

The elevator is rather cramped with the amount of bags that the mare had brought it. She had placed her glasses back on.

"Look, you don't look any cooler or any older by having those glasses on. Take them off." The colt almost commanded the mare.

"Uh... Just because you're my manager doesn't mean you can dictate the way I dress, ya'know?" The mare pulled a large set of light pink headphones from her bag before plopping them onto her head. She nuzzled through one of her bags before music began to blast thought the headphones.

"Lily of the Valley, you turn that music down! Your ears!" The manager quickly pulled off Lily of the Valley's headset before the door to the elevator dinged open.

The colt pulled the bags out of the elevator before chucking them across the room and watching them land on the other side of the room. The blue mare, Lily of the Valley, pulled her glasses halfway down her face before looking at her managed in disbelief.

"Dude. What the hell, man? You tryin' to kill my shit?" Lily of the Valley scoffed lightly before walking away from the colt, her tail swinging a tad bit too much.

"Look, get ready for your performance. There's going to be a lot of renowned artists at Canterlot Lights tonight. You want to-"

"I know, make a good impression, get collaboration requests, yada yada. I get it!" Lily of the Valley shouted, frustrated. "Look, I know! I know! I'm not a little filly anymore, ya'see? I can do things on my own!"

Lily of the Valley moved towards a small room that was labeled "Reika-san". The colt followed.

"Remember to brush your mane and not-"

The door slammed in the manager's face.

"...Overdo the perfume..."

MEANWHILE, IN CANTERLOT LIGHTS:

"Hey, did 'ya hear 'bout that new kid performing here tonight?" An alabaster mare was splayed out on a couch in the VIP section of Canterlot Lights nightclub. She sipped from a small martini glass.

"Oh, yeah. I heard that she can put up quite a show." The light gray colt sat in a similar manner on a different couch.

"Well, she's only performing for a few minutes, an hour, tops." The mare replied in between sips.

"But it's the kid's debut, you know? Let her have her fun." The colt massaged his head nervously.

"Oh, so the kid's a mare? Who knew?" The mare smiled almost dangerously, fiddling with the glass in her hooves.

"Why, what's wrong Vinyl? I heard she has a nice plot," the colt chuckled nervously before looking down.

"H-hey, Neon! I didn't need to know that!" The mare tried to cover up her lightly reddening face with her purple goggles.

"I didn't know you swung that way, Scratch," the colt replied. "Who knew, huh?"

"I'm perfectly straight, you bastard!" The mare laughed nervously before chucking the martini glass at her fellow friend.

"Well, then if she has as nice of a plot as everyone says, then we can invite her over for a few drinks here and there..." Neon Lights suggested before taking a glance at Vinyl.

"Dude, she's probably not even legal yet. Think about it." Vinyl Scratch replied hurriedly, almost cracking under the pressure.

"No, she's legal all right. She's actually only like five months younger than you." Neon Lights pointed out to Vinyl, who was younger than he was by a few weeks. "She just looks real young cuz' she has that hair."

"And that nice, voluptuous plot..." Vinyl thought out loud.

"Dude. You're not straight." Neon Lights slugged Vinyl's shoulder softly.

"Have you seen her posters though? That ass..." Vinyl's gaze was lost in the distance.

"Dude, let's go. We gotta set up for the kid. She's supposed to be here in a hour." Neon Lights pulled himself off of the couch before walking out of the VIP room and into the club's main room.