Mr. Steal Yo Girl

Chapter 2: Rock Your Body

Mr. Steal Yo Girl

Reika-san

"Well, there's Canterlot Lights, your highness," Lily's manager lashed at her. The carriage was just pulling under a small shack-like building at the corner of two streets. The walls were a bare gray compared to the taller bars and restaurants around it, and the roof was a dull red. Lily of the Valley's carriage pulled up next to the ratty-looking door.

"You sure this is the place?" Lily of the Valley pulled her glasses down to look at the crooked sign. Half the letters in 'Canterlot Lights' were either dead or flickering uncontrollably.

"Yup this is the place." The manager pushed Lily of the of the carriage. "Now go, you start in ten minutes."

"Ten minutes? Chill, bro." Lily of the Valley slipped her glasses back on. The turtleneck sweater was replaced by a black leather jacket, and her brown mane was brushed back in a style similar to the Wonderbolt's wind-blown manes.

"No, Lily... Come on, you've got to at least try." The managed placed a hoof on her shoulder. "You didn't try last week at the competition in Trottingham..."

"I spun circles around that kid." Lily looked at her manager and smiled slyly. "I got this."

"I hope so..." The manager looked down at the floor. "Lily... Pink socks? Come on, at least go with black!"

"Oh, really? It's okay. They won't see them!" Lily of the Valley replied with a quick wink. She made her way through the small, cramped street before opening the door to the club.

The club wasn't anything like what Lily of the Valley expected. It was much lighter inside than it was outside. Posters of multiple artists covered the walls. She saw a couple of artists she had battled, but most of the walls were dedicated to two artists: the famous McW1ish and DJ Pon-3. Lily of the Valley stared at the posted behind the DJ stage for a few moments. It featured the two DJs in a small chair, with some rather uncomfortable-looking positions. Of course, it would be a battle poster. She looked at the date. About two years ago.

The lights in the club were rather peculiar. The roof didn't sag despite the amount of lights hung up on the ceiling. Lights of all shapes and sizes. The floor, too, was mostly covered with square lights of color. Lily placed a socked hoof on one of the squares and whimpered. This place is crazy... I don't work with lights! Shit!

"So there she is. The youngest artist in the Top 5 after Vinyl Scratch." A voice behind Lily startled her. "Why so nervous, Reika-san? Hmm?" A small white hoof wrapped itself around her shoulders.

"Uhm... I'd like to get to my dressing room, ya'know?" Lily of the Valley didn't bother reminding the pony to use her actual name. Why's she using Reika-san? I mean, I understand it's my stage name, but come on! I ain't even on stage yet...

"The only thing you'll need for that sweet flank of yours will be an undressing room," the pony behind her licked Reika's ear. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll be on the moon." A hoof slid down Reika's back to pull at one of the socks on her hind legs.

"Vinyl, cut it out, you're scaring the poor kid." Another voice from behind Reika made her jump out of the white pony's hooves.

"Look, she's completely ready for it!" Reika looked at the white pony who spoke, and the gray one that was silently looking her over. DJ Pon-3 and McW1sh in the flesh. Standing right in front of Reika. And... trying to... seduce her?

"I'm sorry 'bout Vinyl there, she's a little... rowdy sometimes." The gray colt scratched his mane. "Hey, no proper introductions yet. I'm Neon Lights."

"I'm Vinyl Scratch." Reika looked at each of the ponies. So that's what my manager meant when he said to make a good impression.

"I heard you ran circles around a couple artists in Trottingham last week. Care to show us your stuff?" Neon Lights pushed Reika's backside towards the station. "Here, get your stuff set up and whatnot. We'll be out in about thirty minutes." Neon Lights nodded to Vinyl, who took one last look at Reika before licking her lips lightly.

"See ya in thirty." Vinyl watched Neon walk away before trotting up to the younger artist. "So, Reika-san. You wanna catch a few drinks after you're done? You're welcome to go anywhere you want in this club. Everything's on me."

Reika-san nods.

"See ya in thirty, then!"

Reika-san watched the alabaster unicorn walk out and into a smaller room branching off of the main club room. She blinked her brown eyes a couple times. She began to start moving a few things from the station in order to replace it with smaller things she found in her pockets. Lily remembered that she put a special spell on her pockets before pulling out a rather large amplifier out of he right pocket, followed by a few records. "Hope they don't mind me remixing something of theirs... Because I am..." Reika muttered to herself lightly before pulling out her headphones. The same ones she had used in the elevator. She smiled to herself as she plugged in a few things, including her phone. She plugged in a pink nub here and a light blue on here. As she was about to plug in an amplifier, she noticed that she forgot one of her most needed items.

Well, shit.

"You're such a perverted ass, Vinyl. You're scaring the shit out of the poor kid." Neon chucked a martini glass at the mare.

"Dude, come on. Let me have some fun! I saw you looking at that plot," Vinyl nudged Neon with a small bolt of magic. "Come on, you have to admit, she's a good-looking one."

"She's probably taken, Vinyl. You've got no chance." Neon adjusted his goggles. "Plus, she doesn't look like she's a fillyfooler."

"Oh, cut it out, Neon. I know she likes it." Vinyl rubbed her stomach and dropped a shot glass. It shattered on the floor.

"She looked more violated that turned on." Neon rolled his eyes.

"And that plot... Oh Celestia!"

"Vinyl-"

"Hey, Neon. If you could do Reika-san, would you do her?" Vinyl turned to Neon before taking another shot.

"Uhm... Well..."

"Don't deny it. I know you would." Vinyl laughed lightly. The DJ sat up on the couch.

"Vinyl, I don't know what you're talking about..." Neon tried to hide the light blush coming along with a glass.

"It's okay," Vinyl came over to Neon and whispered in his ear: "I invited her over once she's done... But ya' gotta share."