[[I'm back. It's been three plus months since my last update, but now I swear I'll finish Gold and Silver: The Saga Continues or else my name is Pablo.

And it's not.

~DD~]]

Chapter 3

Gold Dust threw his hooves up in the air as he crossed the street across from the university campus. "Thank Celestia that the semester is over!"

"I know what you mean. I hated my business class." Goalpost cracked open a can of Pwny to celebrate the occasion.

"My trig class wasn't all roses, either." Crossfade remarked.

"So what should we do to celebrate the occasion?" asked Metal Meltdown. Blue Moon grinned. "No, we're not going to the strip club. Besides, you have a girlfriend now." Blue Moon frowned.

"How about the upcoming game between the Coltsville Crashers and the Ponyville Pirates?" suggested Buzz Saw as he kicked a crushed can of cola.

"Possibly. Maybe we could just spend our break playing Pbox games and drinking energy drinks." snickered Goalpost.

"I like that idea." responded Crossfade.

"I was joking."

"I still like the idea."

"It's what we do every damn day."

"…Good point." Crossfade glanced at a T.V. in the window of an electronics shop. It was tuned to a news station. "'LOCAL COLT KILLS THREE, WOUNDS SEVERAL IN SHOOTING SPREE AT RESTRURANT.'" he read aloud from the headline.

"Gotta love modern society." frowned Buzz Saw.

"Society…We all know there's something wrong and we know it all along…" sang Meltdown.

"Please shut up." Asked Goalpost.

"Guys, we're here. And we have mail." Gold opened the lid on the mailbox and peered inside. "Bills and other junk...wait, what's this?" he pulled out a small envelope addressed to all six of the ponies. Gold opened it warily.

"I wonder wha-" he stopped and stared at the contents, has mouth hanging open.

"What? Are we getting evicted?" Buzz Saw tediously asked. "…Again?"

All Gold did was hold up the envelope so each of the friends could see what it held. They, too, were in awe of what the Post Office gods had delivered them.

Six tickets to the local Metallicolt concert that night.

All six stood there in stunned silence before Metal Meltdown broke the silence.

"That fortune cookie was right! I DO get to see my idols live!" That sent all six into a fit of laughter.

After it subsided, Buzz Saw spoke. "Everyone? This is going to be the greatest night of our lives."

"Amen to that." Goalpost raised his can of Pwny, as if a toast to their good fortune.

"Is it from Silver Star?" asked Blue Moon.

"There's no return address on it, so I guess so. I love him so much!" Gold Dust eagerly trotted up the cracked sidewalk that led up to their house. "Let's all get ready! I call the shower first!"

"Damn it." grumbled Crossfade.

[~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~]

Gold Dust stared at himself in the mirror. It was a few hours before the concert. His mane was gelled down so it would look longer and he wore a spiked band on each hoof. Each of the other five housemates wore the same metal uniform. All five were waiting downstairs for him. After he went downstairs, they would all pile into a barely-reliable minivan Crossfade had inherited from his uncle and drive to Stable Arena, where they would catch Metallicolt. He knew he would get some booze into his system and get some blood out of his system before the night was over, since he saw pictures after several other metal concerts and everything (and everypony for that matter) was trashed.

"Yo, Dusty! You coming?" yelled Blue Moon.

"Yeah!" he trotted out of his room and down the stairs. This is going to be the greatest night of my life. he thought.

They all wrestled for room in the van before Crossfade put the stick in "R" and peeled out of the driveway. As they floored it down the street, a shadowy figure watched them leave.

And smiled.