Agent Dash

I tiphooved up Rarity's fancy stairs, silently hoping, no, praying that she wouldn't be guilty of what Celestia thought she was guilty of. I made my way to her bedroom, trotting ever so slowly, so as not to disturb a single floorboard, and succeeded in not making a peep thanks to my immense training over the seasons at the H.A.R.M.O.N.Y training sites. That was another thing that they had no idea about. Go figure.

'Why do I have to do this?', I asked myself,' I mean, it's not like she's guilty of anything, she's Rarity for Pony's sake!'

Years of training allowed me to open and close the drawers while scanning them soundlessly, while also letting my mind wander. And wander my mind did, until I saw a certain contract, with the word C.H.A.O.S enscribed clearly at the top. I began to reach for it and then took my gloves off out of habit,

'Wait a minute, gloves stay on, Rainbow Dash.', I told to myself as I put my gloves back on and reached for the document.

'Oh horse apples.', I thought. 'We had found the mole.'

As soon as I read that page, I knew, it had been Rarity, Rarity was the mole.

'Oh buck!', I thought, 'this is gonna break Spike's heart.'

Getting out my camera, I took a few pictures. Hooves shaking, I panned through her drawers. Some more docs with assignments. I saw a doc that said, "The Sonic Rainboom Disturbance." Apparently Rarity was supposed to have found out whether I was a valuable asset to their team. It said that I would be. I gulped. But then I raised an offended eyebrow.

'What the buck did they think they were gonna do? Catch me?'

It seemed my alter egos were at war again. The spy part of me, Agent Dash, the part I had allowed to take control during the changeling invasion, was wanting to get out, to face Rarity head on, make a plan, get some justice, but Rainvow Dash, the brash weather pony side of me's hooves were shaking. Great.

'No time to think about this now,' the sensible experienced part of me said, 'get out of there after a bit more info, you'll have what you need.' But the brash egotistical part of me said, 'just take it all with you, as if Rarity would ever suspect that it's you!'

Lucky for me, contrary to how I acted around my friends, the calm, sensible, smart part of me was there to guide me, and after a few more docs, pictures, and after uncovering everything that was there, I left without leaving a single trace.

Because I'm Agent Dash, and I'm a legend. I am was the second I shook hooves with Celestia, I signed myself up for some serious flank kicking, and a reputation in H.A.R.M.O.N.Y to boot. Unfortunately for me, Agent Dash's ego couldn't be stroked by anyone but my fellow agents, and they were all on missions as expected, because c'mon they're secret agents! So my ego was rarely stroked. Which was why I was so snotty about my flying abilities. I mean, come on, I've saved Equestria like a bajillion times! Secretly or not! But no matter what, ego or not, I had to get this information to Celestia, and we needed a plan. A plan which could not be conducted by anyone other than us and the agency...