To most, Lyra and Bon Bon’s basement was a garbage dump, dirty and unfurnished except for one small, tattered couch in the corner. It served no purpose except as a place for storage, littered with boxes and assorted equipment, some of which hadn’t been touched in years.
 
But to Flurry Heart, Blueberry Sticks, and Red Cedar, it was so much more than that. This crappy old basement was a place where ideas were born and brought to life, where they could release their creative energy and make music in a place where nobody would bother them. It wasn’t a real studio, but it was the best they had. It was also a place where they could just hang out and talk about life, which they were doing now after just finishing another round of practice.
 
Flurry sank into the old tattered couch next to Cedar.
 
“That’s a wrap! I think we finally got it down today. Maybe Luster will get off my ass about it being off-key now.”
 
Blueberry chuckled as she settled on the ground below them both, stretching out her legs to relax a little after a long day of practice.
 
“I like Luster and all, but she can be a pain in the neck sometimes can’t she? She reminds me of that one bitch~~”
 
Cedar interjected right away, her nose crinkling up in irritation.
 
“You mean that one mare. I think she was just thoughtful, she cared about you. And so does Luster!”
 
This fell on deaf ears, of course.
 
“I know a lot about being thoughtful. I don’t just get licks in on…on the uh…the snare drum.”
 
The awkward attempt at a innuendo ended with a cough and a nudge into Flurry’s leg.
 
Flurry scoffed, humoring her.
 
“Don’t we know it. You wouldn’t shut up about getting Peach Rings AND Patty Cake in your bed! You’re not special for getting two sisters to play your drums.”
 
A sly grin spread across her face.
 
“Jeweled Steps is more of an accomplishment anyway. Do you know how long it took till she agreed to pluck my strings?”
 
Blueberry gasped at the mention of Jewel and sat up, putting her arm to her chest and turning up her nose. When she spoke, she put on a snooty Canterlot accent and swayed her body side to side seductively.
 
At this point, Cedar had shoved her face into the couch to try and block it out.
 
“Ooou Flurrence Sparkleglitter Heart, how I dooooo miss your charms! They don’t call me Strawberry Essence for nothing you know! I thought my sweet juices~~”
 
This was when Cedar blew her top. She clasped her arms around Blueberry’s mouth and began to speak over her.
 
“I personally think we shouldn’t be talking about these mares this way! They trusted us to do a very personal and intimate act! I would never do anything like that.”
 
“You won’t even look at a stallion before he pops out a ring! Let alone-“
 
Flurry gasped mockingly.
 
“THINK about kissing him! So what authority do you have to tell us how to have a one night stand?”
 
Cedar scowled at her as she spit out a rebuttal.
 
“That’s not true! I’m just waiting for the right time! I know how to actually savor something special instead of treating it like a game like you do!”
 
Once Cedar was through ruining the mood as per usual, Blueberry, who was much less affected than Flurry, simply shrugged.
 
“I don’t know, you might meet some stallion you REALLY can’t resist! Pre-marital eye contact worthy, even!”