Three days passed before the stage and equipment was finally packed. Why does it always seem that packing the stuff up takes more time then the time it takes to set it up? Beside the point the girls and I (Twilight included. Yes she is coming along) are heading to Boston. I managed to pull some strings and that's our new destination since we know that's where Sonata is. Or hope she's still there. The girls and I will take a plane while the equipment and crew drives so we have about a week or so to find Sonata. I wanted Aria to come with us but she couldn't leave Silver Dust alone or take her with her since she has school, so it was just me and the girls left to find one pony-siren-human girl in all of Boston.
After a one hour plane ride and Rainbow Dash getting the worlds worse case of jet lag ever (Ironic considering she grows wings while playing on stage and in Equestria she's the fastest flyer ever). We had just left the airport and found a hotel to stay at, only problem is that every fan in Boston saw us at the airport and now the whole city knows we’re here and where we are staying. Sometimes I really hate the internet!
After escaping a mob of fans we were finally able to rest in the hotel room. "Holy shit what is wrong with these fans!" Rainbow screamed with her face in the couch pillow. "I think I'm missing a sock!" She moved to feel the inside of her boots. "Holy crap I am!"
"Not that I don't appreciate them for liking our music but why do they have to be so violent?" Fluttershy spoke barely with any volume.
"Alright girls we need to gather our strength. We have about a week to both find Sonata and practice before our equipment gets here so we need to think of a plan."
"Well why not look on the internet. Sonata's about as old as us so she has to have some kind of public records we can track her with." Rainbow Dash threw in that idea I'm just gonna... Wait did Rainbow Dash just give out a good idea!?
I had to ask. "Where did that come from?"
"I left my Daring Do books in my bags that went into the storage part of the plane so I was reading this technology today magazine and it was talking about how everyone can be tracked by simple things like name, credit card purchases, etc."
Sometimes I really like technology. "Well if that's the case how to we go about it? We aren't that good with tech to find someone. Remember the last time Twilight used a computer."
Twilight buried her face in her hands blushing. "Never again, never again, never again, never again, never again." I chuckled a little bit. Call me crude but seeing Twilight embarrassed like that is kind of funny.
I was snapped out of my hummer when I saw pinkie pie dressed in her madam Pinkie outfit."Uh Pinkie why are you wearing that?"
"Well du? Every fan in Boston is outside the hotel so we need a disguise."
She has a point But. "You have a point Pinkie but every fan everywhere knows that costume Remember? You wore it for that Halloween album."
She stood there looking like she was thinking it over but I didn't know, nor do I wanna know what goes through her head. "Oh, you're right. Well then good thing Rarity had packed all those fabrics before we left."
On que Rarity pulled out a large brief case filled with fabrics. "Where did you get all those fabrics Rarity?"
Rarity looked up with a smile on her face. "I stopped by the old boutique before we left and picked up a few things."
"How long will it take you to make some decent disguises?"
"With all the fabrics I brought I can make a descent line within the hour. With some help of course."
"Well then let’s get to work."
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Even with everyone helping out it took well over an hour before we all had a disguise that was able to properly hide us. They worked and the mob of fans let us pass by as if we were nobodies. It felt good to be treated like a nobody after years of fame. We were walking down the streets. “So where are we going now?" Twilight said while keeping close to Applejack.
"I did a little looking around and I think I might have found someone who may know where Sonata is." I was very proud of my discovery. Mostly because it means we don't have to hire someone to search for us or figure it out ourselves.
Rainbow looked over to me in shock. "How? Who!?"
"I called Scootaloo and she said that an old friend from school works as a reporter for the Boston news paper."
"Scoot's I love ya! Who is it?"
"Featherweight. She said that he took some pictures of people in Boston for his applications, everything from individual shots to large scenery pictures. They are a year old or so but if Sonata is still living in Boston then they will help us figure out where exactly she is living."
"Then let’s hurry up to Featherweight's!" Rainbow Dash starts running off, then starts running back. "Uh where is he?" Leave it to Rainbow Dash to run off not knowing where she's headed.
We walked for about ten or so minutes before we got to the Boston news paper building. Nothing fancy just a large brick building, even the sign was plain and dull. When we entered we were met with loud shouts and the sound of paper folding. After asking around we finally found Featherweight. The first to speak was Rainbow. "So this is where you've been."
"Hu?" Featherweight turned around seeing us at first looking confused but then the look of realization beamed across his face. "Oh right!" He looked around then back to us. "Come on, this isn't the best place." He lead us over to a small office room, we barely all fit. "Sorry about the space I don't get many people in here. Anyhow you're here for the pictures right?"
Before I could speak Rainbow blurted out. "Yeah we are! So hand them over!"
"Rainbow!" She silenced at my voice. "Yes Featherweight we came for the pictures, do you have them?"
"Better. After you called I started looking through them and I found three of interest." Featherweight pulled out a small envelope from a pocket on his shirt. "They were taken last year, the day before I started to be exact. All taken in different places."
"How does that help us!?" While Rainbow was complaining I opened the envelope.
The first picture was of the interior of a large mall or sorts, at first glance I just saw a bunch of random people but after a closer inspection I spotted Sonata plain as day walking through the crowd. I looked at the second and it was Sonata again but this time standing at a bus stop dressed in a checkered blue dress.
The last of pictures showed Sonata again in the blue checkered dress but this time at what looked to be a cafe with another person. The picture only showed his back so I couldn't make out his face. After looking at them all I resumed my attention to the conversation. "Thank you for the pictures Featherweight but how are these helpful to us? Exactly?"
A small smile broke across his face. "Before you arrived I looked up the locations online and found that they all ran along the same public bus route."
"The buss as in from the buss stop of the second picture!?" Featherweight nodded. "Are there any apartments or something like that on the route!?"
"There is a large subdivision that it stops by, but..."
Rainbow spoke for us all. "Then let’s get going!"
We all ran out the door but I swore I heard Featherweight say something. "Wait! it's a first class neighborhood! You..."
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We found the bus stop from the picture about a mile from the Boston News paper building. We hopped on the first bus that came and just waited till we found the subdivision Featherweight mentioned. I tried to remember what Featherweight tried to tell me but it was hopeless. So instead I remembered back ten years ago when he was little, ten years ago he was twelve panicking about Chemistry finals and now he's twenty two and working in Boston as a newspaper photographer, I guess that's life.
"Last stop Lunar Hill Subdivision!" The yell of the bus driver snapped me back into reality. When we got off the bus we expected to see a normal subdivision, but instead we were greeted by a massive gold painted gate guarding large houses all perfectly aligned from their spotless driveways to the cut patterns on the lawns.
"This can't be the place." Applejack spoke our thoughts.
Now I knew what Featherweight was trying to tell me. First class neighborhoods require a pass code just to enter. "How do we get in?"
"Leave that to me." Rarity walked up to the gate and when she spotted some teenagers one with coal black skin with wild orange hair, the other a dark shade of yellow with a finely combed head of white hair. They both were dressed in actual suits. Rich kids. Rarity managed to get their attention when she started waving and 'you hooing'. "Excuse me young sir's." I swear I saw their eyes turn into hearts when they ran over hear. "Would you two be dears and tell me is anyone named Sonata lives around here?"
The boys looked at each other rather confused then back over to rarity. "Are you friends of our step mom?"
We all spoke simultaneously. "WHAT!?"