The two were picked up by the same driver that drove them to Headquarters. Just like last time as well, the mysterious woman said nothing, had nothing of interest, just merely drove. They were heading towards downtown Canterlot, where Horseshoe Stadium sat, the location of the event. Funnily enough, Sunset noted, was that Horseshoe Stadium was not shaped like a horseshoe.

The car was quiet. Sunset was bored. She was just about to let her eyes drift when Dry Clean interrupted her musings.

"Hey, how did you get those tickets?"

"Hmm?" She pretended to be confused. Sunset didn't have the energy to answer. In the back of her head, she vaguely recalled that it was around noon. If her memory serves, Dry had broken into her apartment around 4:00 AM. Her stomach growled at her sudden realization.

"I mean, the Rainbooms are so popular! How was it that you were able to get VIP tickets, with a Backstage Pass too!" Dry gushed like the incompetent that he was. Sunset sighed heavily.

"Can we go get food first? I haven't had food all day. I didn't even have dinner last night."

"Oh, right right." Dry ruffled his head in embarrassment, complete with an anxious smile. He coughed, then asked the driver if they could stop at some fast food restaurant. Sunset noticed that there wasn't a hint of acknowledgement but Dry seemed to accept that and leaned back into his seat. "So, do you want anything specific?"

"I'm fine with whatever."

***

They acquired their fast food and the duo had just been dropped off at Horseshoe Stadium. Sunset inhaled her fifth burger. Breathing was overrated anyways.

"Hmmm, if I'm reading this right, it's a day show. That's handy." Dry paused for a moment, then continued. "A day show is when the band plays during the afternoon, not the evenings like most concerts."

Sunset paused her impression of a vacuum and looked at Dry with the deadest pan she had ever panned. Dry chuckled nervously and bobbed out of her peripheral vision. She grunted her appreciation and went back to her food. The seventh burger later, she finally looked up and looked around.

Horseshoe Stadium, known to be the third largest stadium in Canterlot City, located near the city center, is a relatively decently sized oval shaped stadium, and was created with eco-friendliness in mind. Scanning the area, Sunset wasn't all too sure that last statement was up to snuff. The greenery around was shabby looking, the stadium itself looked over-zealous with all sorts of metal alloys that created this spirally pattern. There was even a large bust of a rearing unicorn perched atop the stadium. Sunset chuckled, humans were weird.

"Alright, Dry. Let's get going."

"Where to?" There were sounds of excited shuffling behind her. She chuckled. "The stadium doesn't open for another hour."

"We've got Backstage Passes dimwit."

"Oh right."

Sunset led the way, confidence oozed with every step. Meanwhile, she could hear the nervous Dry Clean muttering to himself. Honestly, he should pull himself together. The walk was short to the entrance, but Sunset made sure she had scanned every single entrance and exit from this side of the stadium. Three major double doors. Four more doors that seem to be employee doors. Around eight sets of windows that could slide open or at the very least, smashed open. There were a few more windows on the higher floors and climbing down seemed very doable especially with the balcony located on the third floor. If the worst comes to worst, she could always leap to that large birch tree.

"Halt. Stadium's not open for another hour." Two security guards at the front entrance. Sunset noticed that there were six more further inside. Sunset merely showed her phone which held the VIP tickets. The buff one of the two scanned it, checked it twice, then opened the door. "Welcome, Miss Shimmer. I trust you know where you're going?"

"I do, thanks Biceps." The white guy turned a little red, Sunset merely chuckled and patted the guy on the shoulder.

The two entered, one confident and the other utterly confused.

"Wait wait, you know that guy? Biceps, you said?"

"Bulk Biceps."

"You know him!?"

"..." She veered to a left and started ascending the stairs. She's been to this particular stadium so many times she's practically memorized the entire layout. She even took note of the different permanent stains that decorate the concrete floors. That one looked slightly bigger, but it still had the same shape. Sunset pondered that particular one for a moment. She ignored the confused wailings behind her as she took yet another turn. Soon enough, the stopped at a door marked with a cloud and lightning bolt. She took a breath and simply knocked, much to the chagrin of Dry.

Exactly 20 seconds later, the door flung open to reveal a grinning Rainbow Dash.

"Sunset Shimmer!" She flung her arm around her friend and dragged her in, firing all sorts of questions and highlights of her time traveling abroad. Rainbow talked animatedly about how this one show at Chicoltgo burst into flames because one of the flamethrowers was aimed the wrong direction. She laughed uproariously at the memory with Sunset merely smirking. Rainbow calmed down enough to assure her that nobody got injured. That was when she noticed the second figure just standing awkwardly in the doorway.

"Rainbow, meet Dry Clean. Dry, this is Rainbow Dash."

The awe-struck Dry stumbled into the room and took Rainbow's outstretch hand without thinking much about it. Big mistake as Rainbow started shaking that hand up and down, completely disorienting him. "Pleasure to meet you, Dry. How did you come to hang out with Sunset here?"

"He head hunted me."

"That so?" Rainbow pushed back her rocker hair to take a better look at the man she had completely at her mercy. Sunset could see the sweat started to come from his forehead. Rainbow still hadn't let go of his hand. "Well isn't that interesting. What's the job, Shims?"

"Espionage."

"Not surprised. Heh." Rainbow chuckled. "Remember that Winter Heist you pulled off? Yeah, I can see you as a spy."

"Temporary spy, it seems." Sunset strolled over to Rainbow's mini-fridge and pulled out a root beer. She popped off the bottle-cap like it was nothing and collapsed onto her couch. "Where's the rest of the band?"

"They were out shopping for glowsticks. They should be back anytime soon." Rainbow shook her head then finally released the poor guy's hand. "Anyway, what's up with you, Shims! It's been, what? A year?"

"More or less." Sunset took a swig, noticed with satisfaction that Dry still hadn't come out of his stupor. "Not much has happened since the last time you came here. Still working the same job, although, that's probably over. You know my situation."

"Yeah yeah. I'm telling you though, Shims, you could totally join the Rainbooms! Travel the world. We're so famous we don't need documentation anymore. We even got a private jet last month. Haven't tested it out, though..." Rainbow trailed off, her mind no doubt wandering to whatever nonsense she could get into with a private jet.

"Gah!" A sudden shout from Dry caught the attention of the two women. "What. The. Heck. You could've warned me, Sunset!"

"About what?"

"You! Rainbow Dash. THE Rainbow Dash!"

"...and?" Sunset took another sip. It was almost gone.

"Yeah, what she said." Rainbow had gotten her own drink from the mini-fridge.

"You're friends!"

"Yeah. Since High School." Rainbow tried to pop the bottle-cap off like Sunset did and only ended up with a throbbing thumb. "Dangit Shims, how do you do that!?"

"Trade secret." She chuckled. "Here, gimme."

"Thanks." Rainbow accepted the now opened bottle of cola. "Anyhoo, continue Bland Guy."

"Bla..." He spluttered.

"Now now, Rainbow. That wasn't very nice."

"You're right, Sunset." Rainbow placed her drink down and looked Dry straight in the eyes. "I am very sorry for disrespecting you like that. Now, continue with whatever you were going to say, Bland Guy."

"..." Dry sighed heavily much to the amusement of the Sunset and Rainbow. "You know each other from High School?"

"Yep." The two clinked their bottles.

"Does that mean you know Agent Heartstrings and Agent Sweetie Drops too?"

"...who?"

"Dry means Lyra and Bon Bon." Sunset explained.

"Oooooh. Why didn't you say so. Yeah, I know 'em. Tried to recruit Lyra once, gave up once I realized that she only played the harp."

"Yeah, what was up with that?" Sunset finished her bottle.

"I do not know." Rainbow threw her hands up in the air. "Like, who actually plays the harp."

"Lyra apparently."

"Apparently."

The two shared a comfortable silence as they watched Dry stew with embarrassment, awe, and frustration.

"I still don't get this!"

"Then don't get it. Honestly simpler that way." Sunset nodded knowingly. Rainbow cheersed to that.

"So, any particular reason you brought this dude here, Shims?" Rainbow chuckled, finally deciding to give the poor guy a break.

"Some guy they need bugging is going to come here." Sunset explained before not so discretely reaching for another bottle.

"Huh. Cool. Whatever you need. Just tell Biceps, alright? Wouldn't want another incident like that of three years ago."

Sunset shivered. "Don't remind me. Anyway, thanks."

"Of course, what are friends for." The two clinked their drinks yet again.

Author's Note

They reunite!