Five minutes before the show started, Dry Clean and Sunset Shimmer were waiting outside of the doors just like the other 100,000 people waiting for their turn. Before that, the two of them changed into their 'party clothes' which was not as inspired as Sunset thought. Seriously, what was with the CIA and disappointment. It's like they were trying their very hardest to deviate from what pop culture has depicted as espionage. Sunset paused in that line of thinking. Maybe that's what they were trying to do.

"Sunset, what really is your relationship with Rainbow Dash?" Woah. Sunset turned to make sure that it was Dry that was talking. Sure enough, he had a face as serious as his tone. It definitely did not match the outfit which consisted out of a very loud Haywaiien shirt and baggy beige khakis. He also had a glow stick wrapped around his neck like a necklace. Sunset nearly burst out laughing when he came out of the changing room.

"My relationship, huh?" Sunset smirked. "Why, she's one of my best friends. Known each other for nearly...13 years now. Time flies."

"There's gotta be more to the story!" Dry spluttered, the confusion evident on his face.

"Of course there is, but do you really want my whole life story?" Sunset peered down.

"Well...no." He looked down and scuffed his feet.

"See."

"Then what's your relationship with the Rainbooms!?" And just like that, his head shot back up and his eyes shone with more intensity.

"I was one of the original members." She said, casually.

"One of the..." Dry fell to the floor in a very dramatic fashion. Rarity would've approved.

"You alright there, bud?"

"What is reality!?" He yelled out, much to the confusion of the nearby people.

"What's that guy on?"
"I have no idea."
"Wait wait, I think I've heard something about that."
"That so?"
"Yeah. I think it's going to be a new album or a song?"
"Come now, I'm a dedicated Rainboomer, you think I wouldn't know that?"
"I know it doesn't seem right, but I swear I'm telling the truth!"
"Hmmm, I dunno."

Sunset sighed and picked up the sorry excuse of a man. "You're embarrassing yourself. And from what I heard, you might even start a rumor that'll no doubt spread across the globe like wildfire."

"I don't even care anymoooooore." He ragdolled, his head lolling about. Sunset promptly dropped him in response. "Ow! What was that for?"

"Because you're an idiot, that's why. Now get up, the doors are opening." And just like that, they were in.

***

"Alright, what does this guy look like?" Sunset shouted over the noise. She was walking around the balconies on the right side of the stage. Dry was on the ground floor on the left side.

"Brown! Always wears expensive brands. Always has a top hat too! There typically is a band of at least five bodyguards with him at all times. He's also apparently a major Rainbooms fan, hence why he's here." Dry screeched back.

"'Kay." Sunset tapped her earpiece and straightened up. Time to do what she did best. Analyze everything.

From her vantage point, she could see a decent amount of the stadium. The stage in the middle was located at the north end of the stadium that had a long bit that stretched out into the crowd that populated the ground floor. The Rainbooms had just launched into Shine Like Rainbows with Rainbow belting out a guitar solo. The other members were no doubt used to it. The second guitarist, Lightning Dust, was also known for her epic guitar solos. Sunset heard once that they often had solo battles on stage. The other members were part of Rainbow's football group. Soarin on the drums and Spitfire on bass. Interestingly enough, Spitfire was lead singer too. Sunset was surprised by her amazing voice.

Now scanning the crowds led to somewhat of a headache. 100,000+ people were packed into this little box. The shapes and colors that threatened to ruin Sunset was chaotic at best. How was she supposed to spot a guy like Money Bags here? Sure, he's got some defining features like that top hat and body guards, but it's not like...oh there he is.

"Dry."

"I'm here."

"I've spotted him. Section 28, upper half. Moving to plant."

"I'm coming. Be careful."

And with that, Sunset took off. She navigated the many bodies that occupied the stadium. She slipped past a couple making out, dodged an unfortunate guy who slipped on some fries, and ducked underneath a peculiar game of limbo. How do people have time for that? It's a concert! Sunset shook her head and got her head in the game. She picked up her speed and reached her destination within five minutes. She took a breath and entered the gate that allowed access to Section 28. Five rows down, a large section of the seats were unoccupied and a loud guy in a top hat was screaming his heart out in the middle. He was even wearing a limited edition T-Shirt that was sold seven years ago when the band first made their public appearance. Around those unoccupied seats were around ten bodyguards, they all looked incredibly bored. Except that one guy. He was grooving out. Sunset respected that.

Time to put on the act. Positioning her leather jacket to make it look like it was slipping off her shoulder and forced a blush on her face. She then stumbled down the steps, muttering incoherently. Sunset finally found a use for Drunkset after four years. She prayed it would work today.

"Miss. Are you lost?"

"Whaaaaa?" Sunset had forced tears into her eyes, so her vision was a bit blurry but she definitely recognized one of the body guards. She put a tipsy grin on and collapsed against his muscular frame and moaned a little. "Oh, deary me!" She giggled. "Thish ishn't my sheat."

"Miss, please leave the vicinity." The guard spoke in a calm manner, but Sunset saw the way he clenched his jaw. She grinned inwardly.

"Nooo, shiir, you misundershtand! You're not my sheat, silly." She giggled again and booped him on the nose, much to his bewilderment. She then stroked a hand over his pecs and she could practically feel him shiver. Thinking she had teased him enough, she pushed off of him and slipped past, now stumbling closer to her goal. Unfortunately, a hand grabbed onto her shoulder.

"Miss." Another guard this time.

"Yeeeeesssss?" She lolled her head so she was looking at him through half lidded eyes.

"Allow me to escort you to your seat. Please tell me where it is?" The genuine offer nearly made Sunset froze. She looked up and could make out handsome features and kindly eyes. Huh.

"Ishhhh.......over there, somehuhm." She flopped her arm in a random direction.

"Alright then. Shall we go, miss?"

"Yeshhhhh! Lesgooooo." Sunset abruptly stood up and pointed back from where she had come. The guard laid a careful but not too unfriendly hand on her shoulder and maneuvered her to the gate. Sunset pretended to follow but then tripped in the last moment. The momentum sent her tumbling back. Strong hands caught her and Sunset gasped involuntarily. Inside her mind, she was berating herself for dropping the act for even a second!

"A little clumsy, are we miss? Come, lean on me." And without much hesitation, Sunset found herself in the hands of this random stranger. The blush didn't seem all that forced now.

For a while, he carried her to practically the other side of the stadium. He didn't even speak once. He just held her. It took a while for Sunset to snap out of it as she pointed at a random gate and asked to be let go. He didn't ask questions and softly placed her on the floor. He then bowed and made his exit. Sunset found herself staring after the man as he lumbered away. What the actual heck was that.

"Sunset!" Dry Clean came from around the corner after who knows how long. "Are you alright? What happened? Did you plant the bug?"

"Yeah..." Sunset trailed off. What was with her today? She shook her head, trying in vain to shake those weird thoughts. "Yeah. I bugged him. I also bugged a few other guards."

"May I ask how?"

"I've got a pretty good sense for aiming. I didn't have to get close to him. I just had to pretend I fell and with that motion, I could chuck a bug behind me and it would land on him."

"Woah." Dry looked at her with awe. Sunset smirked, feeling somewhat like her old self.

"Now come on, let's enjoy the rest of the concert."

***

Sunset closed the door of her apartment behind her, barely registering the click as it closed. Her head was swimming with all sorts of nonsense. She decided that a nap was in order. After a shower of course. If those two things didn't help, then Sunset didn't know what would.

Those strong arms...

No. She shook her head, trying to think of anything else, absolutely anything else. She proceeded to repeat that mantra for the rest of the day, which wasn't that long to be fair. The concert had ended around 6:00 ish, which meant it was 7:23 PM when she returned home. Those musings were cut short by the shower being turned on. The water was nice and warm. She stepped in and hoped that the water would seep away these weird feelings.

As she stepped out of the shower and proceeded to dry herself off, a terrible thought struck her. Was this a crush? Nooooo, that couldn't be right. The more she thought about it, the more absurd that line of thinking was. A crush. How preposterous. Because of her crocodile tears, Sunset didn't even get to see his face. She felt much better after coming to that conclusion. She felt SO much better after she finished her oven pizza. She was positively beaming when she was wrapped in her blankets, ready to sleep.

Then her phone rang.

"...yes? This is Sunset Shimmer speaking..." She didn't even bother to hide the tiredness in her voice.

"Agent Shimmer. We require your services again."

Sunset let out the heaviest sigh.

Author's Note

Who's this lovely boy?