Chrysalis carefully arranged the portrait of her sisters in their disguises in her new apartment in the Crystal Empire. She stepped back, admiring her handiwork with a satisfied nod. "Alright! Chrysalis, you have a new opportunity! A new chance with new goals," she muttered to herself. Her brow furrowed as she pondered, "Now I just need to figure out how to feed on love without getting myself caught or kicked out."

A sudden knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. "Coming!" she called out, quickly shifting into her disguise - a pale lavender coat with a pink mane adorned with red highlights. As she opened the door, an unexpected force pushed it into her muzzle, and a figure stepped in uninvited.

The intruder, sporting a yellow coat and a darker orange mane with gold highlights, surveyed the room through sunglasses. Raising them, she let out a dramatic sigh. "Dear, you picked the perfect starting area, the first floor close to the basement! Just Perfect!" Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

Chrysalis closed and locked the door, reverting to her normal form. She rubbed her muzzle, mildly irritated by the rude entrance. "Thanks, Spindle. Nice of you to visit; you didn't have to push the door into my face." Spindle, engulfed in golden flames, transformed and handed her sister a bag of bits. "Oh, thank you; you didn't have to," Chrysalis said, surprised by the gesture. She began counting the bits while Spindle laughed joyfully. “Don't eat my greed till I finish counting," Chrysalis warned, only half-joking.

Spindle plopped down on the couch, making herself at home. "Well, I thought I should visit my baby sister since you're no longer an angry or power-hungry jerk." Her gaze wandered around the room, her expression morphing into a frown. "Your living room looks better than my office," she remarked, flicking one of the ferns decorating the space.

Chrysalis chuckled, unable to resist a jab at her sister's taste. "That's because you fill your office with gaudy trash. I mean, that portrait of stallions playing volleyball?" Spindle's cheeks didn’t flushed, but her smirk showed no sign of shame. Chrysalis blushed in return, shaking her head. "You're unbelievable, Spindle."

"Oh, it's style," Spindle defended, waving a hoof dismissively. "Plus, I'm single, rich, and powerful. I don't give a buck what other creatures think when I own forty percent of Equestrias wealth!"

Chrysalis rolled her eyes, exasperated. "Did you come here to gloat about your wealth or what? Because I'm pretty sure if I produced a princess, she would feed off envy, and then you can come here and gloat."

Spindle sighed, her expression turning more serious. She stood up and teleported a suitcase into the room, adopting a business-like demeanor. "Now! You need love, but not take. So first step, daycares!" she announced, opening the case.

Chrysalis's eyebrows shot up at the idea. "You're right, though I would need training first."

Spindle triumphantly produced a foal care diploma from the suitcase. "How did you-" Chrysalis began, but Spindle cut her off with a chuckle.

"Simple, I'm rich, and I can bribe any little mare I want. I never overdo it though." she said with a wink.

Chrysalis let out a relieved breath, feeling some of the worry about consuming love without being caught leave her body. "Thank you, Spindle. Now I just need to worry about getting enough love to keep my future hive fed."

Spindle put her hoof around her sisters long neck. "That's just the starts, after that prom photograph, then wedding planning, catering, Honeymoon hotels, love hotels, couples counseling, mommy and baby courses and then Daycares! Full circle of love consumed it's the circle of love baby sis do you get it?!" Chrysalis nodded slightly unnerved by how intense spindle was.

Chrysalis thought through it. "So you're treating this like a business? One builds on the other until 'you're selling the trash you make' as a metaphor." Spindle nodded. "Alright I'm every thankful Spindle but how would I afford all of that?"

Spindle removed her. "Simple I got the bits, the cash, the clams. I help all our baby sisters out, Emilia with horror theme park that only opens during nightmare night season, cocoons funeral home empire, Myrcecia's stadiums seriously those fans' anger during matches produce enough rage to feed them for month's. Now we just wait until you have big enough hive to support the infrastructure of this plan."

Chrysalis squinted at spindle suspicious. "You're going to get me in debt aren't you?"

Spindle laughed. Pulled Chrysalis close. "Ofcourse but once everything is set up you can pay me off in ten years. Seriously the love industry is unbelievably profitable. Better than Emilia and seasonal amusement only payed her mortgage last century ago, most of the time she sleeps or builds another ride."

Chrysalis face hoofed. "Spindle I think I will just get a loan from a real bank, because honestly I certain I will end up being your tributary till I get gray hair." Spindle shrugged.

Spindle smirked. "Ok, so how about he have some stallion to my hotel room?"

Chrysalis raised a brow. "You got a hotel room?" Spindle smirked already showing off her wealth again. "Well I know a nice bar."

The next day Chrysalis woke up in a bed, her head pounding like it was a rock concert. She blinked, trying ignore the pain, she looked around and found an address scrawled on her front leg in smudged ink, and to her astonishment, Spindle was hanging from the chandelier, accompanied by a pegasus who looked equally disoriented. The room was in disarray, evidence of their wild night scattered about.

Chrysalis groaned, her voice hoarse. "Never going with you to get a drink again." She rubbed her temples, vowing to herself that this would be the last time she let Spindle talk her into such escapades

Spindle raised her mumbling a few curses. "Yea, I party too hard, BUCK! Where's my purse?" She fell to the ground stood back up and went to get some breakfast.

The Pegasus groaned still hanging on the the chandelier. "I think she broke my hip." Chrysalis sighed got out of the bed and went to get breakfast.

Chrysalis was in the dining hall and rubbed her with a ice cube and had a mimosa on the table. "Are you treating this like your vacation?” She asked drinking her mildly alcoholic orange juice.

Spindle nodded eating her breakfast made up of multiple eggs pancakes and hash browns. ”Yea, it’s not every day I get away from my offspring. Formless I needed a break, where else then the crystal empire?” She started rapidly swallowing down her food.

Chrysalis nodded taking a few drinks from her mimosa. “I can understand but last night.” She paused remembering the night. “I will just say I didn’t except you drinking all that crystal wine in an hour or those Pegasus.”

Spindle chuckled. “They have the best stamina and I had fifteen bottles don’t judge me.” Chrysalis nodded trying erase the night from her memories.

“I’m almost sure you caused a bar fight. After you changed the pony’s perception to make them believe the cider prices changed and then the bar tender joined fighting back the customers.” Spindle laughed remembering that, Chrysalis just let a defeated sigh. “So whose next after you?”

Spindle finished her mimosa. “I think Emilia or Archania because they don’t do much and their schedules are free.” Chrysalis smiled remembering them being the least likely to cause anymore chaos. “Oh just for the record I have you scheduled an interview next week with Mrs Calm gem at 9am, don’t worry I don’t own it, most of the stuff I own are in Equestria.” Chrysalis eyes widen. “We’re going shopping once the hangover stop.”

Author's Note

My head Canon there’s a pony conspiracy that says that some influential ponies are actually former members of Chrysalis Changeling who are still secretly ruling from the shadows. Only that it’s only half right, as most business figures are actually members of Spindle's hive.