"Yeah, she works as a dj at the local club, the Solid Beats." Twilight said, looking confused at Midnight.

Midnight looked at Twilight, “How do you know that?" Midnight asked.

Twilight blinked and looked at him like a child had asked her an obvious question. "Because I go there. Why?" Twilight asked. Midnight was still looking at her dumbfounded.

"You, Twilight Sparkle, go to a dance club?" Midnight asked her, earning a sheepish grin from Twilight. Midnight simply looked at her, unable to believe that this bookworm would be one to go to bass-thumping nightclubs.  Then he remembered who they were discussing when Twilight walked into his room. "We can talk about this later. Where does she live?" Midnight asked, snapping out of his trance, banishing the thoughts of Twilight on the dance floor.

"All I know is she lives here in Ponyville. Don't know where." Twilight said with a shrug. Midnight stood and walked to the window, not looking anywhere in specific, just that she was somewhere out there. "Come to think about it... How do you know her? Or any of your past. Even though we've been friends, I don't really know about your childhood." Twilight said, looking over to Midnight.

Midnight continued to look out over Ponyville. "That's... something best left alone. For now." Midnight said a heavy sigh between words.

Twilight decided to let it go for now. She was determined to find out how he knew DJ-PON3 well enough to want to meet her. And that picture was from a while ago. "Okay... how do you know her?" Twilight asked, trying to make her voice as soft as possible. Midnight still leered out the window, his back to Twilight.

"We grew up together; we were about 7 years old when we meet." Midnight said, after a long pause.

"How did you two meet?" Twilight asked, picking up the picture and looking at it with new eyes. Midnight's hair was down to his shoulders, Vinyl's to her shoulder blades. Midnight had a small smile with his hands in his pockets; Vinyl had her eyes closed and a giant grin on her face. The two were standing next to each other in front of what looked like an orphanage.

"We meet at the orphanage we went to together." Midnight said, tone unnervingly even for Twilight. Twilight was surprised to hear that he was an orphan.

"But... Celestia is your mom. She said-"

"My mom said a lot of things. Not all of them are true. Especially about me." Midnight said, turning to face Twilight, the icy stare that he gave Celestia. Midnight must have realized what he was doing, and turned back to the window. "Sorry..." He mumbled, putting his hands in his pockets. "We meet at the orphanage when we were 7." Midnight resumed, “She approached me the day after I got back from another bad home with people who couldn't handle me. She sat down and didn't leave me alone." Midnight chuckled. "No matter how much I ignored her, she just didn't give up. Once I opened up to her, we became the siblings we always dreamed for." Midnight said, a small smile growing on his face.

Twilight looked at the picture again, trying to find something that she might have missed. "So... what happened?" Twilight asked, looking back to Midnight.

"We went to every house together after that. Until we went to a house in Canterlot. Celestia showed up, told me what happened those fourteen years, and took me back to Canterlot. After that, we never saw each other again." Midnight said, sitting down next to Twilight again. "So... knowing that... want to go to a club tonight?"

Later That Night, At Solid Beats

Vinyl sighed. She loved her job, loved her music, loved the hours... but sometimes memories crept back into her mind from her past. But, it was what drove her to do as well as she did. And knowing that Nighty was royal, if she worked hard enough, maybe, just maybe, she would be able to see him again if she became popular enough to be hired at Canterlot. It was foolish and stupid. But it gave her hope. And that was all she needed. In the meantime, work needed to come first. She lowered her trademark sunglasses and walked up to her turntables, reveling the sound of the audience as they cheered her on. She grinned from ear to ear, forgetting her problems for now. They would be back. But not before she did what she loved, and played the music the people needed.

She settled her hands on the keyboard and set up the first song, moving her hands to the many switches and dials tuning how it would play to fit her mood. She looked up with her customary grin, and the crowd fell silent. The first few chords of her song came out of the many speakers slowly, drawing some confusion from everyone. Normally, she let the music blare out immediately, let the bass and noise shake the very building from start to finish. Tonight, her music was playing softly, building in noise as time passed. Then Vinyl unleashed the full force of the musical power at her fingertips. Everyone began their nightly ritual of dance and relaxation (And I mean that loosely).

Vinyl began her music mixing, losing herself in the electronic dance of the notes as they swirled through the air and moved around the club. But time flies when you’re having fun, and her first break came faster than usual, at least, it did in her head. "I’m going to take a small break, don't worry, the beats will be back soon." Vinyl said into the mic, placing the music on a pre-made playlist. She headed down from her throne (Again, in her mind) and headed backstage to her small dressing room. She opened the door and flipped on the lights, walking over to her couch and collapsing in it. She sighed, the full weight of four uninterrupted music mixing hours taking effect on her.

'I really do miss him. But I'll see him again one day. I know I will.' Vinyl thought to herself, smiling as she remembered how they met. A knock at her door snapped her back to reality. "Who is it?" Vinyl called, expecting some fan wanting an autograph or something stupid like that.

"Uh, I have someone you might want to see." A nervous female voice said. Confused, Vinyl stood and walked over to the door. She opened it and saw the source of the voice, a unicorn, like herself, only with purple hair and a single red streak. Her cutie mark was a starburst with five other stars on the left side of her neck, as was normal for female unicorns. But the alicorn standing behind her was all Vinyl could see.

Midnight softly pressed Twilight aside, stepping forward. "Vinyl..." Midnight smiled "... It's been a while." Vinyl still didn't believe that he was standing here, outside her dressing room, after so long.

"Nighty... is that really you?" Vinyl asked, stepping forward as well. The two were still a few feet apart. Vinyl smiled. "You've grown so big..." Vinyl said, smiling as a single tear rolled down her cheek. Midnight rushed forward at the same time as Vinyl, grabbing her up in a giant hug as Vinyl hugged back, crying into Midnight's shoulder. Midnight was crying as well. But the two knew that they had never been happier in their lives.