Anon and Chrysalis Ch 09

The Marvellous Mishaps of Anon and Chrysalis

Chapter 09: We didn't ask for these impostors

 

>It was a bright sunny day, in the town of Ponyville. All throughout the settlement, ponies went about their daily errands. Some shopped in markets, others worked in shops.

>But not all things in Ponyville were normal, one would say. In fact, they would be considered rather unusual.

>As on this bright, sunny day, three young fillies, while defeated the day before, would regroup in their attempt to obtain a most obscure and otherwise unheard of cutie mark.

>The mark of the Changeling.

 

>You awake at the usual time of day. Thoughts of the previous day fill your mind.

>Getting dressed you make sure to put on your new Monocle. You look at yourself in the mirror.

>The amount of swag you now exude would probably kill lesser men. Happy with your appearance, you exit your room, heading downstairs.

>Entering your kitchen, you find Commander Ditto presumably briefing a bunch of troopers. The officer in charge of the outpost is there, though her name you can't recall. You wave as you pass them, opening your fridge.

>From within, you pull some eggs and cheese. You glance back at the table. Yourself and Chrysalis included, there are six here. You put some bread into your toaster and pull out your brand new frying pan.

>It was time to do what had to be done to help your guests to defeat their hunger!

>As you finish your masterpiece, Chrysalis comes down to join you all. If only you had a chef's hat...

>Perhaps you'd get one for your next birthday? Who knew what Derpy had in store...

>You stack the sandwiches up onto a plate, placing it in the middle of the discussing troops.

"So, who's hungry?"

>Before they can even respond, the mighty Queen has levitated one off the stack. She smiles happily.

>"Good morning Anonymous. Thanks for food."

>You all enjoy your wondrous egg and cheese sandwiches. These thing were really bloody good.

 

>After watching some TV for a while, you decide to go give Twilight a visit. While you just saw her yesterday, you didn't see Spike. And he was... well, not really a bro.

>But he might a bro one day. So you can't just leave him hanging.

>Chrysalis doesn't really care though, and simply says not to get jumped on your way there. Gee, thanks.

>Whatever though, she had her cartoons. And that 'Spice Colt' she was infatuated with.

>What the hell was up with him anyway? Just who the hell did he think he was?

>Exiting your house, you decide to quickly check the mail. Another letter from Blinkie and some bills.

>You grumble. Despite being quite literally one of a kind in the kingdom, you still had to pay good ol' Celestia a chunk of your income.

>And with an income as erratic as yours, it was often rather painful to pay.

>Regardless, you put the bills back into your mailbox, holding onto Blinkie's letter.

>You figure you can read it on your way to Twilight's. She lived a good way from your house after all.

>You tear open envelope, pulling it out as you travel.

>There's some sort of stain on the letter itself. Tomato sauce perhaps?

>You don't pay it much mind. You knew lots of people who ate and did other things. Multitasking is after all...

>The most important skill for any living thing.

 

>Learning from a previous mistake, you refrain from reading the letter out loud.

>You had done that with one of Fluttershy's absurd sexual poems. By the time you were finished, the entire street was staring at you.

>Safe to say, it was a rather embarrassing proceeding.

>However, since you are busy reading about the 'new rumblings deep underground,' you don't even notice the pegasus standing in front of you, and walk right into him.

"Oh uh, sorry about tha-"

>The hulking white behemoth of a pegasus, Snowflake AKA Roid Rage glares at you, but his expression softens just slightly when he sees that it's you.

>"ANONYMOUS!"

>You jump a bit from his loud voice. Stay calm! He can smell your fear!

"Hi... Roi... Snowflake! Hey! Uh, sorry about that. I was um..."

>"Focusing on your run! Yes! Don't let me distract you!"

>Uhm... Right. You quickly nod, jogging off.

>There's a few ponies in your path, but a loud yell from Snowflake has them form a path for you.

>Unfortunately you don't get to finish your letter. Snowflake hovers beside you the entire trip, screeching encouragement.

>Bro status: Pls go

 

>Soon enough though, you arrive at Twilight's library. Snowflake doesn't join you.

>He couldn't. He was actually permanently banned from every library in Equestria because of how loud he was.

>Not like he really cared; all he did in the library was lift bookcases to get even more ripped.

>Entering, you wave to Spike who was putting away a few books, like he usually was. The poor thing.

>His entire life comprised of picking up after a purple unicorn who's name was Twilight.

>Though a few colts you had known would probably be happy to have his job. Twilight /did/ have a handful of admirers throughout the city.

>...But only a handful.

>It's not like she'd meet them anyway. She spent all her time in her library reading books. Speaking of which...

"Hey there Twilight. What are you reading?"

>Twilight waves at you, smiling. "Oh nothing in particular. Just a few history books relating to Changelings and such. Apparently there's a whole bunch of Changeling Hives all over Equestria."

"You don't say."

>You walk over to her, taking a seat in her largest chair. She had gotten it almost a year ago after you had broken one of her others by sitting in it.

>Falling on your ass was not something either of you enjoyed.

 

>You spend a good deal of time hanging with Twilight and Spike.

>You had actually learned quite a few things. Apparently Chrysalis' Mother was the first Changeling noble to actively try to unite all the Hive Clusters, or so the story went.

>Changeling-Equine relations weren't actually that good back then. Though not as bad as Changeling-Gryphon relations.

>Apparently those two hated each other's guts unconditionally.

>However, before Twilight could go into the details of why they were so opposed to each other's continued existence, the door's chime rang out.

>Glancing over to the door was a pair of three fillies. Changeling fillies?

>...No, wait. It's a costume. A pretty good costume, you'll give them that much, but still just a costume.

>The trio all wore full black body suits and blue goggles with black lining. There was also one of those headband things, also black, with cardboard (also black) 'ears' attached to them. The suits had been modified so that the telltale Changeling 'manes' and tail were also visible. And lastly, flimsy blue-green wings had also been attached.

>You note that the one on your left's wings seem to be much... more built up than the others. Additionally, only the center one actually had a real horn, which had been painted black.

>You preemptively set your Jimmies DEFCON to 3. No one is sneaking up on you tonight.

 

>Spike and Twilight took a bit longer to process what the fuck they were looking at; Twilight being the longest.

>She was probably other thinking it, like most things she did. Spike was first to verbally comment,

>"Uh... Who are you guys?"

>They trot into the library, all of them grinning. Despite the rather opaque goggles, you can still tell they are all smiling proud.

>Twilight composes herself finally, "Yes uh... Who are you! Does Chrysalis know you're here?"

>The trio giggle, "Twi doesn't recognize us!" The right on.

>"Haha! Score! I've got to hand it to you, I didn't think this would work." Now the left.

>The middle one speaks last, "Come on girls, it was Applebloom here who made the costumes!"

>Applebloom? Why was Applebloom... Oh.

>Oh!

>You recall what Ditto had mentioned to you that morning. Apparently a trio of Changeling fillies had asked him to let them into the 'Changeling Organization' so they could get their cutie marks.

>He had pointed out that Changelings did not get cutie marks and that they were too young to even join the military

>But considering they are still dressed up, they probably aren't giving up anytime soon.

>Great.

 

>The others soon figure out their little game. Sitting down, they agree to explain what the fuck they were doing. Though not with those words, obviously.

>That was Diamond Tiara's thing.

>"Well Twi, ya see we've tried /everything/ to get out cutie marks so far!"

>Scootaloo nods solemnly, "But nothing clicked, you know? We were almost going to give up on it too."

>"But then Sweetie Belle here," She points to her, "Came up with the idea to try being Changelings!"

>Twilight frowns, dumbfounded. Spike was confused enough to even respond,

>"But how can your special talent be being something you aren't? That doesn't make sense."

>They collectively shake their heads, "Nope! I'm sure this will work! But before we can try it for sure, we need your help!" They look to Twilight who seems quite surprised.

>"Me? But what can I do to uh... Help you?"

>The trio grin widely, the fake fangs they had produced shining in the light.

>Sweetie Belle steps forward, her smiling not fading. "That's easy Twilight! You're awesome of magic, so we need you to teach us how to transform like Changelings!"

>She frowns, paling slightly, "Uh... I don't think-"

>"Please Twilight? We can't do it without ya!"

>"Yeah Twi, come on! Don't leave us hangin'!"

>She sighs, "Well... I guess." Her horn lights up, a dark dusty tome floating off towards her. It lands on the table beside you.

>'Dark Magic: A Beginners Guide'

>You recline in your chair a bit. This will be good.

 

>Twilight opens up the book, a bit of dust flying up. Clearly she didn't use this one much.

>That is actually a pretty bad omen.

>She flips through a couple dozen pages, reaching the later half of the book. You notice a few weird symbols on the book's pages, likely relating to the magic inside.

>You swore you saw a few pages with horse skulls. Neighcromancer was not something you'd like to see.

>Eventually though, she stops a page with a Changeling seal on it. (Which was a stylized Changeling head with it's fangs barred. You had seen a few of them in Epsilon hive, mostly in the 'Castle' there.)

>"Hm... Alright. Let's see. Changeling inherent magic replications..." She skims through the literal wall of text before her. The CMC look like they would explode from the anticipation.

>Twilight's eyes widen a bit as she reads. "Uh... Sweetie Belle this spell is actually a very high level spell... I don't think even /I/ can cast it..."

>She shrugs, "That's ok! Practice makes perfect!"

>Twilight gulps, "Yes, but uh, there could be dangerous side effects to interrupted transformations. I do /not/ want anything bad to happen to you. Besides the fact Rarity would kill me, I could never forgive myself is something bad happened..."

"Twilight, wouldn't a spell like that have a failsafe undo built in?"

>She shakes her head.

"Well, is there an active undo? Or are the guys who wrote that book that stupid?"

 

>She glares at you, likely for calling one of her favorite authors stupid (little did you know, Starswirl the Bearded has actually helped write a much older edition of the book, still being credited as an author to this day.)

>She skims through the page once more, eventually spotting something. "This seems to be it..."

>Sweetie Belle's smile brightens. Twilight ushers her over, showing her the spell.

>After about ten minutes of her memorizing the mental incantations and focusing her magic (there wasn't all that much of it,) Sweetie was ready to test out the spell.

>Everyone moves back from her as she focuses. Her horn begins to glow a soft purple, but the light quickly turns bright green.

>Oh shit. Was she seriously going to do this?

>After about a minute of trying, a very small magic circle appears around her, just like with Changelings when they transformed. You notice that it was barely off the ground.

>It wasn't working.

>Eventually Sweetie is unable to maintain her focus on the spell, a small electric like discharge being released from her horn. She yelps, falling onto her hindquarters.

>She takes a look at herself. Still the same. "Aw..." Her friends gallop over to make sure she's alright.

"I'd say that was pretty good. What were you trying to turn into anyway?"

>She blushes under her outfit, "Oh uh... Princess Celestia..."

 

>Soon enough, the CMC had vacated the premises. Using a spell she knew, Twilight created a copy of the spell's information on a separate parchment, giving it to her for future study.

>You doubt that will end well, but it was too late to do anything about it.

>You decide to head out to Sugarcube to get something to snack on. That was enough shenanigans for now.

>Exiting, you walk towards the wondrous eatery at a fair pace. No sign of Roid Rage, which was good.

>You doubt your jimmies would survive a collision with /that/ one.

>You spot a few mares you knew on your way there. Carrot Top was walking about happily.

>Bonbon the Destroy was with Lyra at a resturant. Lyra was going to wave you over, but Bonbon's glare kept her hooves in place. Clearly it wasn't supposed to be just a simple friendly date.

>Either way, you had arrived. Time for delicious cupcakes!

>Inside you spot a number of regulars, as well as a few newcomers. The big stallion with the Donut cutie mark specifically piqued your interest. Who exactly was that guy?

>Well, considering the rather heated discussion he and Mr. Cake were having, you decide it'd be better to not just jump in.

>You walk towards the counter, surveying the various goods they had for sale. It was often hard to choose with so much variety.

>In fact, you were so distracted that, once again, you had bumped into the pony ahead of you. But this time it was not a steroid infused stallion.

>It was rather cocky rainbow maned mare. Rainbow Dash.

 

>"Anon? Hey! What's up?"

>You smile at her prescense. You were actually a bit worried that you had bumped into Snowflake twice in one day. But thinking back, it was silly to expect him anyway.

>What the fuck would a protein junkie like him be doing in a confectionery anyway?

>Besides berating every single pony inside, the owners especially for being extremely unhealthy.

"Hey Rainbro. You getting some sweets too?"

>She nods, grinning. "Yeah! I'm here to try out the new donuts they started selling!"

>Well that probably explained that other stallion. He was just mad cause the Cakes were styling on him.

"Well, since I'm here, I guess I'll grab some too."

>You head over to Mrs. Cake, buying a dozen donuts. You figure you'll share them between yourselves.

>Pinkie even came out to say hi, though she didn't stay as long as usual. Apparently she was 'really busy making the holes.' Rainbro stifled a laugh at her poor choice of words.

>You just set your Jimmie DEFCON to 2 instead. You would not be caught off guard today!

>...Well, at least not again. Damn you Roid Rage!

>Eventually though you decide to head out. As you had the donuts, Rainbro follows in hot pursuit.

>They were wonderful things too. No wonder that 'Joe' guy was so pissed off.

 

>You finally decide to go visit Fluttershy quickly. While you would normally avoid her cottage at all costs, you felt obligated to thank her for the gift properly.

>Rainbro had objected, as she normally did. But you were set on doing the right thing. Fuck the police otherwise.

>Unfortunately you soon found yourself being followed by another mysterious pony. Sooner still, it confronts you.

>It confronts you. On closer inspection you see it is in fact, Bonbon the Destroyer.

>Except its not, as she immediately turns into Queen Chrysalis, who was not amused.

>"Hello Anonymous. Care to explain where you are going?"

"Just going to say thanks to Fluttershy. How about you?"

>She rolls her eyes, shooting a look at Rainbro. She frowns at her,

>"Hey, don't look at me. I told him it's a bad idea too, but he's set on it."

>Chrysalis shakes her head, "Typical. Well then, since you are bound to get horribly abused by yourself, I shall accompany you."

>She strikes an over exaggerated regal pose. She pauses, waiting for a response. She gets none.

>"Well? Aren't you going to thank me for my generous offer?"

>You put a hand to your chin, thinking it through.

"Nah."

 

>About half way to Fluttershy's cottage, another distraction arrives. The CMC.

>You sigh. Hopefully Chrysalis wouldn't be too offended by their antics. As far as you know, their outfits could be considered horribly racist or something.

>"Hello Queen Chrysalis!" Sweetie Belle smiles up at her. She raises an eyebrow at the display.

>"Er... Hello? Do I know you?"

>You cross your arms, eyes freshly rolled. This would be interesting, most definitely.

>"No, your majesty, not yet! We're the Cutie Mark Crusaders!"

>The trio strike an interesting pose. Chrysalis just grunts, unimpressed. "Alright. What do you want?"

>Sweetie Belle walks up to her, "We want you to teach us how to be Changelings, so we can get our cutie marks!" Chrysalis looks quite confused at this.

>"You want me to teach you how to be Changelings? Hmph. Guess that explains the costumes..."

>She sighs, "But I can't just wave my horn and make your Changelings. It's not that simple. So if you'll excuse us-"

>"Wait! Watch this!"

>Sweetie Belle's horn lights up green. She begins to focus, the magic circle associated with the transformation forming. She's sweating quite visibly.

>This piques Chrysalis' interest. She watches intently.

>The magical ring rises ever so slowly...

 

>And soon engulfs Sweetie Belle completely. A few wild birds even land to watch the light show.

>Soon enough it dissipated. And, to everyone's surprise, Sweetie Belle was gone.

>In her place, a Pink filly with a tiara stood. She is panting quite heavily. That spell clearly took a lot out of her.

>But that wasn't important. The spell had worked.

>Sweetie eventually looked up at the Queen, smiling weakly, "Heh... See? I can... Uhgh..."

>She falls over, unconscious on impact. That was some hardcore magic at work...

>Chrysalis eventually snaps out of her daze, shaking her head, "That was... Quite something. Uh..."

>A hoof reaches her chin as she thinks of a response. Eventually she knows what to do.

>"Go speak to Commander Ditto. He's at Anonymous' home. Tell him I sent you."

>Scootaloo, who had managed to prop Sweetie Tiara up onto her back nodded. She galloped off, Applebloom following, "Thank you!"

>Rainbro was still pretty stunned. You flick a finger a her, waking her from her ancient slumber.

"Well that was interesting. But we still have a few things to do, you know."

>You march onward towards the cottage. On that day, you would give no fucks.

>Or so you hoped.

 

>You finally reach the cottage in question. At this point, you knew nothing would stand in your way.

> Especially not that stupid goat Fluttershy kept around for some reason.

>You walk up to the doorway and glance down to the goat who was standing guard. Chrysalis seems curious to what you are going to do about him.

>You squat down to the Goat's eye level, to make sure he knows how serious you are. But there is, of course a problem.

>The goat isn't even awake. Asleep on guard. Typical.

"Hmph. Of course. Hey, wake up will you?"

>The goat stirs from your voice but it's a slow process. Rainbro sulks, hovering above you. She is clearly not amused.

>The goat focuses on you finally, it blinks. You blink.

>It's eyes go wide as it backs up, galloping away. He was right to fear you. You are man! The world shall know your wrath!

>Where the fuck did that come from, Anon?

>Get back to the kitchen, Brain.

>Fine.

>"Right. Now then. Shall we get this over with? I would prefer to not miss My Little Molly if I could help it." You nod.

>It was Fluttertime.

 

>Because you are a pretty cool guy, who doesn't afraid of anything, you decide to just open up the door. Knocking was for scrubs.

>Luckily for you, the cottage was unlocked. You went right in with your companions.

>Glancing about, you fail to spot the mare of the house. Where was Fluttershy hiding this time? Hopefully not in her cellar of doom.

>Considering she was unlikely to just let you inside it. Not that you'd actually want too, considering what Ditto had told you of it.

>Dildos. Dildos everywhere.

>"Well, guess we better get looking?" You nod at Rainbro. Yes, guess you bett-Oof!

>You back up, clutching your stomach. What the fuck just hit you? You spot the projectile on the ground.

>A potato.

>All three of you look towards the potato's origin. There stood a small white rabbit with what appeared to be a bazooka. That fired potatos clearly. He had a bowl nearby, full of potatos.

>He begins to reload his weapon, but Chrysalis snatches it away from him into the air. He gasps, mute as always. Stupid rabbit.

"Angel, fuck off. I will turn you into a stew. I swear to god, I will."

>He shakes his fist threatening, but runs off as you step forward. You'd deal with /him/ later.

 

>You search high and low, but there's no sign of Fluttershy on the first floor.

>Angel had even tried to fire a few more potatos at you. However, he had stopped now.

>After hitting Chrysalis in the face with one, she was kind enough to make a new rabbit hole for him. In the side of a wall.

>Those green death bolts were something else alright. But you had shit to do.

>You regroup and head upstairs. You hear a muffled cry from the furthest room. Rainbro looks at you,

>"That's Fluttershy's room. That was probably her. Lets go say hi?"

>Chrysalis groans, "Yes. I'm already sick of being in here."

>Nodding, you approach the doorway. You spot a number of peculiar photos on the walls as you approach.

>Unsurprisingly, most of them are of you. The rest are of Fluttershy with her other friends, or her various animals.

>You stop, spotting an impossibly adorable cat. Rainbro bumps into you in the small hallway. She glances at the photo.

>"Heheh, you likin' the pussy, Anon?" You glare at her. Bro don't start that shit.

>Refocusing, you reach Fluttershy's room. The muffled cries are a bit louder, but you cant make them out.

>You open the door. You immediate get a whiff of a strange smell...

 

>You had recognized this peculiar smell before. In fact, it had become a common smell.

>It was present when you were getting Ditto from Fluttershy's Cellar.

>As well as when Fluttershy had gotten drunk and starting humping your leg a few months back.

>It was even there when you were sitting on Rainbro's bed.

>But until now, you had no idea what the smell actually was, never thinking to ask.

>But now you know. The smell...

>Was /Marehood/. Of. Fucking. Course.

>And how did you know this glorious fact? Oh, well that was an easy question. One glance at Fluttershy would tell anyone the answer.

>Because at that moment, Fluttershy was rather furious clopping away, a hoof stroking herself rapidly. Fluids leaked out, soaking the sheets below her.

>Her other hoof held a framed photo to her chest. From memory you could tell it was a photo of you.

>Rainbro fails to even respond to the sight before her. Chrysalis backs out of the room, walking right into Fluttershy's bathroom. You could hear her gag. Jimmies DEFCON 1. Here we go.

>Fluttershy however, was still oblivious to your presence. She's really into it, clearly.

>"Ooh... Anon... Why don't you love me...?"

"Because I'm not attracted to fucking ponies, Fluttershy."

 

>She sighs, "Oh... Hm..." She opens her eyes absently, but then finally catches on.

>Her eyes meet your disgusted pokerface. She shrieks cutting off your unwanted view finally. She snatches up a pillow, trying to hide behind it.

>You roll your eyes. Considering how often she tried to show off her goods before, you find it ironic how reserved she has become.

"Hi Fluttershy? I take it you are busy?"

>She quickly shakes her head, "No Anon! I'm never too busy for uh... Time with you!" She gives you an artificial smile. Hmph.

"Well uh, you clean up, then meet us downstairs?"

>She nods, face completely red. Not even Big Macintosh was that red.

>Rainbro just shakes her head, closing the door slowly. She flaps over to you, blushing somewhat.

>Reaching the doorway to the Bathroom, which is wide open, you spot Chrysalis hurling into the Toilet.

>Not one to go into an occupied bathroom, you continue on your merry way.

"Meet us downstairs whenever, Chrysalis."

>You reach the first floor, taking a seat on Fluttershy's couch. Rainbro lands beside you.

>You turn to her, face blank. She smiles up at you uneasily,

"Rainbro, can you get me Fluttershy's bleach?"

>She blinks. "Bleach? Why?" You look off towards the wall.

"I need a drink. I don't think vodka will be enough."

 

>Chrysalis soon joined you, taking a seat on your other side. She leans up onto you, a horried expression on her face.

>"Why...? Just why?"

>You have no response to give her. What could you say?

>Eventually, Fluttershy made her way down to her living room, taking a seat on the other couch. She still smelt of genitalia. Great.

>"So uh... Hm..." She shifts uneasily, face still mostly red. "Anonymous?"

"Yes, Fluttershy? What would you like to ask?"

>She seems to catch your disgust, deciding to ask something different, "Are you uh... Hungry?"

"After what I just saw Fluttershy, I don't think I will ever be hungry ever again."

>She smiles nervously, her face reddening. It's a wonder she hasn't passed out, what with all the blood in her body in her cheeks.

>"Uh... Look, sorry about that. But you should have um... Knocked."

>Rainbro slowly nods, agreeing with her this once, "Yeah, we probably should of."

>Chrysalis groans, "Fluttershy, you are the most disgusting creature I have ever met. And I've seen newborn terror flies. Maggots the size of your face!" She buries herself deeper into your shoulder. Her horn is poking you a bit, but after all this shit, she deserved a break.

>Though not as much as you did. But alas, you weren't done yet.

 

"Well Fluttershy, anyhow, I came by for a reason. I wanted to thank you for the gift. It was very... sweet of you."

>She smiles at this, but your dead expression probably dulls the feels.

>"I'm glad you liked it Anon... I figured you would." She flutters up off of her seat, a small damp spot visible. Your Jimmies DEFCON had already fired the ICBMs, but they were doing nothing. Fuck.

>Rainbro shrugged, "Well, I can eat, I guess. What did you have in mind?" She was obviously ignoring Chrysalis' previous statement. A wise choice.

>Maggots the size of your head wasn't exactly appetizing.

>"Oh well, I uh... Have muffins Derpy made for me! Their a new brand and everything!"

>New type of muffin? From Derpy? Me Gusta

>Your previous feels evaporating into Warp, you manage a smile,

"Yeah, bring 'em out. That sounds pretty good, honestly."

>Even Chrysalis seems to have recovered. Fluttershy heads to her Kitchen, opening her fridge and grabbing a platter of Muffins. She brings them over, placing them onto the coffee table before you.

>You pick up one, as does Rainbro. Chrysalis magics one over to herself.

>You inspect the muffin. It was a peculiar one, having a strange look. It had bits of blue inside of it, probably the plant used to grow it. You aren't sure /what/ they are.

>Whatever. Bottoms up!

 

>You take a bite into the muffin, unconsciously timing it with Chrysalis and Rainbro.

>It's actually very bitter, but you manage to down it. You glance to Rainbro, who has a similar expression of disgust.

>You turn to Chrysalis, who has already floated another few to herself. Well at least someone liked them.

>You look at Fluttershy who continued to smile nervously. "How are they?"

"I don't like them. Give Derpy my apologies."

>You place your muffin back on the tray, only for Chrysalis to scoop it up, chomping away at them. Well, at least someone liked them.

>Fluttershy nods slowly, "Oh. Ok."

>Rainbro tosses her muffin over your head, Chrysalis catching it. With her hooves.

>After the Queen was finished with her disgusting bitter muffins, you left. Fluttershy had started asking you about how you felt when you saw her going at it. Your jimmies, burning to ash, made clear it was time to get the fuck out.

>Walking home was fairly uneventful. You saw Carrot Top again, doing some shopping. Lyra and Bonbon were gone, likely at home doing... things.

>You inadvertently chuckle, but don't explain it when Chrysalis questions you.

>While today didn't go better than expected, it hadn't been that bad.

>So you conclude that, today could have been worse, and leave it at that.

 

>You arrive back at your home. The sun was now on it's way down; within a few hours it would set.

>However, things are already amiss. For one, your front door is wide open. The shit?

>Did Ditto raid your booze cabinent and invite over dozens of mares? Oh god, you'd never get the smell of marehood out of your couch...

>You dash inside, Rainbro and Chrysalis right behind you. Entering your lobby you are just in time to see a costumed Apple Bloom and Scootaloo run into your living room with a false Diamond Tiara.

>Ditto runs into the foyer, stopping as he sees you. He nervously salutes.

>"Anonymous! Hello! Do not worry, everything is under my control!"

"Haha, cool story bro. Tell it again."

>You push past him into your living room. The cries of three young fillies rings out. Well at least someone was having fun.

>Because you weren't. Fun was awful.

"Apple Bloom! Sweetie Belle! Scootaloo!"

>The trio stop, looking up at you. 'Diamond Tiara' waves, "Hi Anon! We're Cutie Mark Crusaders Changelings for real now!"

>Not in my fucking house you aren't.

"Yeah, well not anymore. Time to get out of Anon's house and let him reflect on his journey through Ponyville."

>They nod, "Well okay!" The trio trot down your basement. You sigh a sigh of relief.

>Wait. Why are they going to your basement?

 

>Turns out they already knew about the tunnel. Shining Armor probably blabbed about it to the press and you just didn't notice. Fan-fucking-tastic.

>You look down the lamp lit passage. No sigh of them. Well great.

"Ditto, you are the worst thing ever. How could you let this happen?"

>He shrinks back from your gaze, "I did not expect them to be so agile..."

>Rainbro sighs, "Their fillies, Ditto. You should have seen it coming."

>Chrysalis rolls her eyes, "Guess we have to go find them, then?"

"Yes. We do. Applejack may not want to fuck me anymore, but I doubt having her trying to kill me would be any better."

>You enter the tunnels with your adventuring party. Hopefully they wouldn't get far.

/Meanwhile, in the Tunnels/

>Apple Bloom sighs, exasperated. They had been in the tunnels barely five minutes and were already hopelessly lost.

>"This is yer fault, Scootaloo. Just thought I'd make that clear."

>Scootaloo gives her partner a harsh glare, "/My/ fault? How is this /my/ fault?"

>Apple Bloom sighs, "Well, if yer dumb list hadn't run out of stuff for us to do, we wouldn't have tried to get a Changeling cutie mark, and thus wouldn't be in these tunnels."

>Sweetie Belle groans, "Girls, come on! Arguing will do nothing! I know how to get out of here."

>The duo turn to her, awaiting her solution. "We just keep turning left, and eventually we'll get out! Trust me!" Sighing, they follow their friend down another path. Little did they know, they were already being watched...

 

/Meanwhile at Epsilon Hive's Military Fortress/

>A soldier Changeling, about as tall as Cadance and twice as buff, rushed through his fortress. He had to find the commander.

>Entering his officers cave, he gives a quick salute. "Commander Boreale! Enemy forces in our perimeter!"

>His officer's eyes widen just slightly as he turns to a map of the nearby tunnels, "Where?"

>The scout continues, "Southern quadrant. But they're on the move! Current location unknown."

>The officer snorts, "There's no time to be lost." He gets up, walking outside. The scout is right behind.

>The various troops salute the commander as he arrives, "Battle Brothers! Change Marines!"

>The troops assemble around him. "Today the enemy is at our door! We know our duty, and we will do it!"

>He leads them to the entryway, "We fight for our honor, as Sharp Horns! As Change Marines! And we fight in the name of the Queen!" His legions cheer as they gather up their equipment.

>He stands on a pseudo hill as his troops move out. "If we die this day, we die in glory! We die hero's deaths! But no! We shall not die! It is the enemy who shall taste death and defeat!" The cheering continues.

>"As you know, most of our battle brothers are stationed in the tunnels, prepared for sudden strikes!"

>His forces continue to pour out for battle, "We shall crush the enemy! We shall overwhelm them! We shall leave none alive! We are the Change Marines! We are Chrysalis' fury!"

>They cheer once more as their commander moves out to aid them.

 

>Luckily for the Cutie Mark Crusaders though, you were first to find them. Now standing around in a random dead end tunnel, the CMC were in the process of apologizing for everything ever.

>You were a bit worried by the massive explosions rining out from afar, but Chrysalis assured you nothing bad would happen.

>But considering today...

>You began to lead the girls out. Or well, Ditto did. He seemed to know these tunnels much better than you did.

>Which was good. Getting even more lost was not your priority. You pass by a stalagmite.

>Which shimmers becoming a hulking Changeling soldier, "WRAAAAAGH!"

>"Soldier! Cut that out immediately!" The soldier shrinks at Ditto's orders,

>"Supreme Commander? What are you doing here?"

>Ditto's frown deepens, his fucks nonexistent. "Escorting these ones out."

>The soldier nods, turning back into a rock. Well then!

>Continuing on your way, the previous exchange repeated itself numerous times. How many of these 'Change Marines' were there?

>Regardless, you had finally gotten home. You exit your basement, heading into your living room.

>Applejack, Rarity, and a mare you didn't know all glared at you. Fuck.

 

>After much berating, numerous death threats, and various other profanity, the CMC was back in the hooves of their families. Good thing too.

>One of the Change Marines had apparently followed you to your house. He was actually about to pounce on the 'attackers' who 'defy the will of the Queen.'

>In any other situation, you might actually let them. But whatever.

>Applejack and [spoiler]DATA EXPUNGED[/spoiler], Scootaloo's mother, were on their way out. However, Rarity intended on staying until 'Diamond Tiara' proved she was actually Sweetie Belle.

>It was not working out.

>In the end, after calling Twilight over, that the spell was irreversible if you turned into a non magical being, as you wouldn't have inherent Changeling magics to recast it.

>Sweetie Belle was horrified; she did, after all, have school the next day. She couldn't go out in public as her, apparently.

>Twilight assured her the spell would fragment on it's own without magic to sustain it.

>But it would be quite some time before /that/ occurred.

>But you have no fucks to give. Right now, you want sleep.

>And so did. You slept of clouds, flying, and weird Changelings.

>They however, were not your Battle Brothers.