- >The decision was tough, but you had to make it.
- >You were sure your family missed you, but you had new responsibilities, and those included Chrysalis.
- >Besides, this was more exciting than moving boxes around all day.
- “No. I have new responsibilities here and now. To the swarm. To you.”
- >Thank fully she seemed content with that answer.
- >Bullet dodged, life saved.
- >”Come along,” she commands.
- >You stand and shrug, gathering your wallet and following her.
- “Where are we going?”
- >You ask.
- >”Isn’t it obvious? That pitiful little room isn’t fit for a king. You’re sharing with me now.”
- >Oh.
- >Wait, what?
- >Well it isn’t like you two are strangers.
- >You should have seen this coming.
- >You follow into a massive room with what appears to be furniture.
- >It’s mostly mismatched, stolen you guess, but it’s real furniture.
- “Impressive. Definitely a step up from the rest of the hive.”
- >”Please. You don’t expect ME to live like the drones, do you?”
- >Well, no, you didn’t.
- >Stupid comment, smartass answer you suppose.
- >The bedsheets are white, with a blanket the same color as the Queen’s hair over them.
- >Must have taken a while to pilfer.
- >”Since all you have is that thing, you can leave it over here.” She nods to a nearby nightstand.
- >You set your sole belonging on the thing.
- >”It grows late, and I am weary. Let us retire.”
- >The bed is overly large.
- >Some rich pony probably got gipped out of this bed.
- >That’s good, as two five foot tall changelings take up quite a bit of space.
- >Next morning.
- >You wake up with Chrysalis’s back pressed against your stomach- abdomen- thorax- whatever.
- >Your front legs are draped around her upper body.
- >You slowly slip away, smirking as she snores loudly.
- >Okay, anon. Time to try that hive-mind thing again. See what’s going down in Ponyville.
- >You close your eyes and feel out for the ten specific changelings and go through their minds one by one.
- >Despite being away from the hive, they operate together.
- >Right now they were apparently fixing the missteps of a clumsy gray Pegasus.
- >When offered aid, they ignored it, preferring to work alone, something that the cyan Pegasus offering help decided was fine with her.
- >Good, you think, they’re getting along okay.
- >Ironically the bunch aren’t that social, despite being part of a hive.
- >Funny, but somewhat understandable.
- >You aren’t sure how Chrysalis would take it, but you send a command.
- “Relax. Befriend. Integrate.”
- >You murmur.
- >This prompts the ten insects, now finished with their task, to converge on the blue pony, who steps back, nervous.
- >You facehoof.
- “Not what I meant.”
- >You scan over their ranks and find the highest ranked one.
- “Offer to shake… hooves.”
- >You hope that works.
- >The lead changing, having more advanced armor, steps forward and offers a hoof, its expression not changing as you can see from the other changeling’s points of view.
- >MAN this is disorienting.
- >Blue pony hesitates but cautiously returns the gesture.
- “Good.”
- >You break the direct connection and leave them to their devices.
- >You hear a groan behind you as Chrysalis awakens.
- “Good morning.”
- >”It’s mid-afternoon,” she points out.
- “I didn’t want to say anything,”
- >You reply.
- “Checked up on the squad we sent to Ponyville. So far so good. No casualties, either side.”
- >”Good. Now get over here; I’m hungry.”
- >You understand what she means.
- >You head back over and join her for some more bugpone sexytimes.
- >A quickie later she’s satisfied.
- >It technically was breakfast after all, so you weren’t too surprised that’s all she wanted.
- >This is the point where you go about your separate ways.
- >You head to the watering hole and Chrysalis goes to do something with that Spirit Emerald.
- >You don’t know what.
- >As you drink you start to think back on how you had to command the changeling to shake hooves.
- >Certainly there must be a way to give them SOME problem solving skills.
- >You reach out to the Changeling next to you.
- >What do you know, it’s the one you talked to when you got here.
- >You dig into its mind and find what appear to be locks of some kind on its higher thought processes.
- >After some careful exploring you find out what blocks what, and find the problem-solving one.
- >You could unblock it in just this changeling and see about testing it.
- >Then again you might anger Chrysalis with this, as she seems to value her control.

