Title:           Changelingquesttimept2
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 25th of May 2014 01:14:33 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 25th of May 2014 01:14:33 AM CDT

Quest Time -Changeling Flavor part 2
 
Last time on Quest Time
 
>Anon meets a changeling
>Invites her to his place
>She brings 15 others with her
>Anon initiates an "orgy" which is actually just multiple changelings playing in a giant ball pit trap he's installed in his living room
>Much pizza and merryment later they go to bed, only to be woken up by the Royal Guard
>Anon manages to trap the guards in the orgy ball pit
>The group set out to see the Princesses to prove their innocence
 
And now back to the story.
>You are Anon, you've been on this train to Canterlot for 3 hours now, and your pizza sauce mustache has become increasingly uncomfortable.
>Most in part due to the changelings that keep nibbling at it.
>"Guys seriously enough."
>"It's so good!"
>"You're ruining my disguise!"
>The cabin's full of transformed changelings, with 719 sitting in your lap.
>You feel the train pull into the station, looks like it's time to get off.
>You need to get to the princesses, guess you should decide how you're going to do that now.
 
[I guess once we get off the train we should stick to the shadows then
In the meantime give 719 a belly rub]
 
>You manage to sneak off the back, away from the large crowds surrounding the train station.
>You make your way to a dark alley.
>A really dark alley.
>You pick up 719, stroking her in your arms.
>"A-Anon what are you doing?!"
>"This place is really freaky."
>"We are not scared of dark!"
>You lightly rub against her belly.
>"This is more for me than you."
>Through the dark you manage to find a main street, right outside the...post office.
>"Wait was anyone checking where we were actually going?"
>"We follow you Anon."
>"I don't have nightvision, why is everyone following me?"
>"You are tallest."
>"...I'm tallest."
>"Tallest always leader."
>"..."
>A loud siren rings out, the group cover their ears as a giant bubble appears over the city.
>You think Shining Armor may have made it to the castle.
 
[sneak into the post office and find a box for everyone to fit in
mail yourselves to the princesses]
 
>As the group recovers from the raid siren you take a look towards the castle
>Hundreds of guards line the siege walls, with pegasi running patrols around the walls.
>An the bubble Shining Armor's put up is keeping you in, not out.
>"Fuckmonkeys."
>719 scrambles up to the top of your head, looking at the castle. The rest start to edge back towards the alley.
>"What we do now?"
>You look at the post office, many of the ponies inside have wandered out to find out what's happening.
>"Follow me."
 
>You manage to herd everyone into a box before anyone notices.
>"Alright, everyone be cool."
>You hear the postpony approach.
>"Hey who the hell addressed these to "Sunbutt and Moonbottom?"
>"I don't see the Royal Seal on these anywhere."
>Fuck
 
[We can't just pop out of the box, they'll see us. If we can manage to be sneaky let's try drawing a crude seal on it by popping our arm out and see if they buy it.]
 
>As the Postponies turn around you stick your hand from the back of the box, scribbling a crude sun and moon emblem
>"Oh, here it is."
>"You think that's a seal?"
>"Could be a package from one of those school projects."
>"Wait wait, I recognize that stupid hoofwriting, it's one of Pinkie's packages."
>"Dude that's racist."
>"What? How is that racist."
>"You think that all earth ponies just write alike because they do it with their mouths."
>"I didn't say that."
>"You totally said that."
>"Screw it, they have postage, just put it on the truck and we'll let the guards sort it out."
>"Fine."
>You feel the box upended, 719 is pressed very uncomfortably against you.
>You'd try to make yourself more comfortable but you're not sure what the etiquette is on "Human arms through bug leg holes." And you're just too much of a gentleman to find out.
 
[Just stick you hands through those holes if it's more comfortable, they won't mind.
Nothing to do now but hope this works.]
 
>You jam your hands through 719's leg holes
>You're almost comfortable, granted you're now playing claustrophobic twister with a changeling but you almost have enough room.
>You try edging your hand into one last hole
>...Why is it wet
 
>You are now a postpony
>You swear you just heard the shrillest scream but there's no one around you
>You play it off as the wind, towing your small wagon to the castle
>A group of guards wait at the castles gates
>"Shipments for the Princesses."
>The two inspect your wagon, they pause.
>One guard hovers over the badly addressed packages in the back.
>"Fricken Earthies..."
>"I know right?"
>They let you through without incident.
 
>You are Anon again.
>You've been whispering apologies to a now severely embarrassed 719.
>You feel the package come to a halt.
>After you're sure the guards have left, you peek out of the package, no one. The changelings beside you follow suit.
>You're in an empty storage room, it's pretty dark, but filled with packages from everywhere.
>You have no idea where in the castle you are.
 
[well we should probably have the changelings disguise themselves as guard ponies, or better yet those concubine looking ponies from Twilight's Coronation]
 
>"Alright changelings, transform and roll out."
>The group changes into random pairs of Canterlot citizens.
>"What? No, guards, change into guards."
>719 steps up, looking like a stubby Fleur Dis Lee.
>"We can't."
>"Sure you can, gold armor, blue eyes. I'm sure we can find some if you need a reference."
>"No, we are not soldiers, armor hard, clothes hard. Only do bodies."
>"Oh for fucks- fine. Everyone change into what Seven of Nine is wearing, but blonde. Blue eyeshadow."
>After some struggling, the group manages.
>"Good."
>"What about Anon?"
>"I'm already wearing a mustache."
>You feel for the hairy pizza sauce, nothing."
>"Who the hell ate my mustache?"
>One of the changelings shrinks back.
>"For fucks sake! Alright fine, new plan. I'm getting in this box, you're delivering us to the Princesses."
>The group nods, you crawl inside, it's dark.
 
>Dear god they're taking a long time, you probably should have given them directions or something.
>It's really dark in the box.
>Your feet hurt.
>You wish you had a belly to rub.
>Then you feel the box stop
>And hear the familiar voice of Shining Armor.
>"State your business with the Princesses."
>Is this douchebag everywhere?
>You recognize 719 trying to speak.
>"...We...I...All of us..."
 
[Whisper to 719 to just say it's just a delivery, paperwork and the like]
 
[Oh man...I don't know if our little changelings can talk their way through.
Should...should we surprise attack him? Get the changelings to maybe glue him to the wall or something and glue his mouth shut?
 
>You try to get up, several changelings hold the top down.
>719 continues.
>"We have delivery for Princesses."
>"You mean you have A delivery for THE Princesses."
>"Yes."
>"Where's the paperwork?"
>"Uh...Um..."
>You whisper through the box.
>"Show him your flank."
>"What?!"
>"What?"
>"Do it."
>719 turns around, facing away from Shining Armor.
>"Um, right here?"
>"Excuse me, but that's MY husband."
>You see Cadence rolling around the corner, the Princesses in tow.
>The changelings beside you shrink behind the box, 719 does the same as Cadence towers over her.
>"What do you think you're doing?"
 
[I wonder if this would be a good time to come clean and reveal ourselves
Cadence is a nice pony maybe she'll be understanding
Okay see if 719 can talk her way out of this and if not just pop out of the box and try to explain the whole thing to Cadence]
 
>"Well?!"
>Cadence is practically face to face with 719 now, she's visibly shaking.
>Or maybe vibrating, it's hard to tell the difference.
>The princesses are outside though, you decide that now is as good of time as any to show yourselves.
>"That's my fault."
>The room looks to you as the box opens, you step out to scoop 719 out of horn poking range.
>"Guys, drop the disguise."
>The changelings revert back to their holey selves. Shining Armor charges towards you.
>"Guards!"
 
[TELL THOSE RACIST ASSHOLES TO COOL IT
You just gotta talk to the level headed white one in charge.]
 
>"COOL YOUR SHIT ASSHOLE!"
>Shining armor stops in his tracks.
>You're actually surprised that worked so well, must be something about ponies and loud noises.
>"Let me explain why we're here."
>"You're here to attack the Princesses!"
>"Take a look asshole, what are we attacking?"
>Shiny looks around, the Princesses have taken combat stances but all the changelings have crowded behind Anon.
>"They're not soldiers, they're just run aways. They just want to be left in peace."
 
>It's silent for a good long while.
>"But why did she hit on Shinin-"
>"Shut the fuck up Cadence no one cares."
 
>You are now Celestia.
>In front of you are 16 changelings, and one human covered in a variety of changeling juices.
>You're not entirely sure how to react.
 
[As Celestia we should first agree that Cadence should shut up and then let anon speak]
 
>Cadence is prodding Anon with her horn.
>Anon's doing his best to look intimidating but he's also cuddleholding a changeling at the same time.
>"Cadence, please. Let Anon speak."
 
>You are now Anon.
>You look around, several guards have started circling the hallway, they're all looking your way.
>"I got nothing.
>Celestia steps forward.
>"Didn't you just tell me you wished to argue these...beings innocence."
>"Yeah but that's just it, they're innocent, simple as that. You had your little toy soldiers over there ready to lynch them. I just wanted to make sure they' were safe."
>"The guards weren't sent to harm them."
>"Say what now?"
 
>Celestia makes her way down the hall, the guards part. Forming ranks behind you.
>Celestia motions for you to follow.
 
>"We have long been aware of "Splinters" from the changeling army, changelings are not ponies Anon."
>"Well, no but that doesn't mean they deserve to get hunted."
>"Maybe not, but neither can they survive on their own."
>Several guards have started filing in behind you, a few hold metal collars, the changelings are starting to look nervous. Celestia continues.
>"Rather do they do not want to survive on their own, Changelings need a leader to function. We're not sure how they choose such-"
>"Tallest."
>"...Alright. Well all the same, we needed to find the changelings before they imprinted themselves on someone...that would use them for their own purposes. That's why we wanted to find them."
>You look at Celestia, and then the guards. You're getting mixed signals here.
 
[Does that mean we're stuck being their leader now? Shit, well argue that they can't imprison them just for existing, that's not fair]
 
>"So you're saying I'm their leader now."
>"Yes, and you make an adorable one at that."
>719 is still in your arms, you put her down and puff out your chest to save what face you can.
>"Well, I mean you know they're not with Cheeselegs, why can't you just let them go?"
>"What do you think ponies will do when they see the same creat- the same "beings" that invaded their capital?"
>"Freak?"
>"Among other things, but I think what we have here is a golden opportunity. A chance for a peaceful resolution between changelings and Ponies."
>Celestia motions to the guards, they clamp on several large, metallic collars to the changelings.
>"Woh Princess what the hell? You just said you knew they were innocent."
>"I said I believed it could happen, this is just a precaution. It will keep the changelings from using any of their transformation magic, as well as keeping us apprised of their whereabouts."
>719 flickers for a second, you think she just tried to transform.
>"Then why do you need to throw them in a dungeon?"
>"I don't."
>"What?"
>"I don't, they're free to go back with you."
>"What seriously?"
>The changelings smile to each other, a few hug your leg.
>"Under the condition you keep them out of trouble. I think their presence will make for a good field test when we eventually integrate the rest of changeling society."
>"The...rest?"
>"Well originally we planned to...interview the changelings to gain some insight into their inner workings, a way to sway Chrysalis' control, but you've already done more than enough Anon."
>Celestia turns to the guard beside her.
>"Fetch me our strongest shrinking potion."