"And cut!" the director shouted out. "Okay, everyone, that's five. Take a break, and get ready to set up the next scene. Adagio, great job as always!"

Adagio Dazzle let out a sigh as she hopped off the "roof" she had been standing on. Grabbing a hold of the cat mask, she pulled it up and off, her magnificent orange hair which had been hidden by the mask's hood poofed out to its normal incredible and beautiful fluffiness. She then wiped at her face. Not that she needed to. Adagio Dazzle did not sweat, no matter how hot the studio or her costume was. Just like she had a body that was perfect for playing a superhero in a skin-tight suit.

Which made the fact that the next scene was as her character's civilian identity a bit of a mixed blessing. She would not get to wear something which showed off every perfect, shapely curve of her body, but she would likely get to wear some cute outfit or other.

Once inside her dressing room, Adagio quickly stripped out of costume, letting it fall to the floor. She then slipped her hands up under her scalp, grabbing it and pulling it up. The top of her head gave away, revealing a fin hidden beneath it. She continued to pull, stripping away the human skin and letting it fall to the floor as well.

Free of her human from and back in the horse-fish mix that was the siren, she let out a sigh. It quickly turned into a yawn as she stretched her entire body.

"And how are my little pets doing?"

On the counter by her make-up mirror was a small fishbowl. Inside it was a pair of tiny sirens, about the size of goldfishes. As Adagio leaned down to look at the pair, they stuck their tongues out at her. With a smirk, she grabbed the siren feed and sprinkled it into the top. As soon as the combination of fish flakes and tiny beads of concentrated negative emotions hit the water, the two of them rushed for it, smacking each other as they tried to get to each piece first.

"Miss Dazzle," a deep, masculine voice called out.

Looking up from her fishbowl, Adagio got quite an eye full of a sight.

There stood Big Macintosh, without a single stitch of clothing on him. A thick patch of hair covered his chest, with a trail of it traveling down his washboard abs before disappearing into another thick patch. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted, with his bare skin glistening. His orange hair was thick and luxurious, running all way down past his hips and waving magnificently behind him.

"Are you ready for your massage?" he asked, holding up a bottle of massage oil.

"Oh, yes," Adagio purred out, smiling widely. "More than ready, in fact."

Floating through the air, she made her way to the massage table and laid down. A flicker of excitement ran down her spine, causing her glistening golden scales to twitch in anticipation of being touched by those strong hands.

*BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!*

"ADAGIO!"

Did they need her back on set already?

*BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!*

"ADAGIO!"

Adagio Dazzle's eyes shot open as a third round of machine-gun knocking opened fire on her door, followed by another ear-splitting shout of her name. As a fourth started, she turned to look at the clock.

It read six-forty-eight A.M.

Anger flared up in her chest, emerging from her mouth as a bestial growl. She had laid awake in bed, tossing and turning until some time after three in the damn morning, thinking about what Sonata had said. Now, not even four hours later, and the same one who had left her considering if she actually wanted to go back to Equestria or stay on earth was now ruining her precious beauty sleep all the more, by waking her up way too early!

*BAMBAMBAMBAMBAM!*

"ADAGIO!"

Throwing the sheets across the room, Adagio jumped off the bed and stormed across the small room to the door. Ripping it open (and off the hinges), she then caught a hold of Sonata's wrist before she could unleash another barrage.

"Sonata!" Adagio snarled out. "What is the rule when you wake up first?"

"That I quietly eat my cereal and watch cartoons until you and Aria wake up," Sonata replied as she pulled her arm free, "but this was important and couldn't wait."

"Running out of Marshmallow Breezie Bites is not an emergency."

"Not that," Sonata replied. Her brow then furrowed. "Although I am getting pretty low. Might have to get some more later."

Adagio groaned, rubbing her face and slowly counting to ten.

"It's not even seven," Adagio said slowly, "I barely got any sleep, and haven't had any coffee."

She turned her full attention to Sonata, glaring at the childish siren.

"Get to the point!"

Sonata put her hands on her hips, straightened her back, puffed out her chest, and put on the biggest grin that she could manage.

"I, the amazing Sonata Dusk, have come up with a way to help bring back this Sunset Shimmer!"