Title:           Raising a Queen (Baby Chrysalis)
Author:          goofygoob123
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First Edit:      Friday 21st of November 2014 01:42:20 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Monday 1st of December 2014 06:45:31 AM CDT

>You've been in Equestria for a while.
>Most of your time has been spent partying with Pinkie, or tending animals with Fluttershy.
>Sometimes, trying to pick up magic with Twilight, and getting some new suits from Rarity.
>Or helping train Rainbow Dash, or working on the orchard.
>Listening to Vinyl's new beat, or Octavia's new piece.
>And helping Derpy with the mail.
>But today, in the rain, and thunder, you found it fit to walk through Everfree Forest.
>Through the forest you go, walking past Zecora's hut, to your favorite spot.
>The lake.
>It was hard to find if you ever lost your bearings.
>But you know this place well. It's where you first appeared when you came to Equestria.
>You sit down, taking off most of your suit and put your feet in the water.
>Soaking your feat and enjoying the rainfall, you were sure to get sick.
>You don't care, though.
>These days were beautiful to you, the sky is gray, and the rain isn't falling too hard. No lightning or thunder.
>It relaxes you...
>"H-hel...help..."
>You turn around, seeing nothing.
>Must have been the wind.
>"P-please..."
>Okay, not the wind.
>You stand, and begin looking around, searching for this raspy, pained voice.
>"A-anypony..."
>You must be close....but now it sounds like 2 people.
>Behind a tree, you see a pony.
>It's got holes in it's legs, and insect wings...and a misshapen horn.
>And it's bleeding profusely.
>You try to tend to the fallen pony, but she simply pushes you away.
>"M-my egg. In th-the...tree."
>You begin your search, and find it stuck to the tree your clothes were by.
>The voice of the strange mare was fading...
"What is your name, pony?"
>"My n-name...is not important. The n-name...you give my offspring...m-matters."
>You look at the egg, confused and honestly a bit nervously.
"Well...what do I do?"
>The light from the dying pony began to fade from it's eyes.
>"Name her Chrysalis...after her...m-moth..."
>With that, the pony died.
>With one last look at the egg, you head home.
 
>You've made it home, with the egg wrapped in a bundle of your clothes.
>Pinkie is going to have a fit when she finds out you got your self sick.
*cough* *cough*
>Scratch that. Pinkie will cry her heart out.
>And you had plans with her too.
>Well, now you've got an egg to watch, courtesy of an extremely odd pony.
>What kind of pony was that?
>Holes for legs, jagged dragonfly wings, a bent up horn...
>Well, you'll get twilight to study the egg tomorrow.
>Then you'll find out what it is.
>You trudge to your room, and set the egg on your dresser.
>Looking it up and down, you nod at it and go off to shower.
>As the water pours down your back, you begin to wonder what you've gotten yourself into.
>Taking some dying pony's child like that.
>Granted, she told you to, but it isn't any less strange or odd.
>If you can, you should head back out there tomorrow and bury the body properly.
>The egg's mother should be paid respects.
>Finishing up in the shower, you dry off and change into cleaner boxers, and a t-shirt.
>You take some cold medicine, similar to NyQuil back home.
>With one last look at the egg, you close your eyes, and drift off to sleep.
>What ever happens, you best be prepared to take care of a child.
 
>A soft knocking came to your window, not exactly disturbing your sleep, but not jolting you awake.
>The sky was still gray, but it was no longer raining.
*cough*
>Yep, still sick.
>You open your eyes, and look at the window's assailant.
>It's Fluttershy.
>You stretch, then get out of bed, making your way to the window.
>When you open it, the mare attempts to climb in.
>You help her over, and she smiles.
>"H-hi."
>The relationship you have with her is strange.
>You always seem to know just what she's about to say.
"Morning."
>You give her a scratch behind her ear, and go off to get dressed.
>You trust Fluttershy enough in your house, seeing how this is the 7th time she's come to your window.
>Hoodie, suit, or t-shirt...
>Well, you are already sick. Can't be going and making it worse.
>You put on some pajama pants, and put on the hoodie, figuring comfort would be better suited.
>"Anon? What's this green ball?"
>Green ball?
>Right. The egg.
"Don't mess with that! I gotta take it to Twilight today."
>"Oh. Okay..."
>When you get back to your room, you find Fluttershy sitting and staring at the egg.
>"It's all...weird looking. It's like an egg."
"Good observation. I got it from Everfree last night. It's...mother died. And now I have it."
>Fluttershy's expression saddened, but still looked in interest.
>"That's so sad. It'll never know it's mama."
>You nod, and pick it up, carrying it like a football.
"But that means I can raise it as my own."
>Fluttershy nods, and follows you out of the house.
>You don't bother locking up. Here in Ponyville, things like crime aren't exactly existent.
>Could random, friendly notes be considered criminal?
>And random sweets from Pinkie...no. That isn't criminal at all.
>Walking with Fluttershy to Twilight's castle was always nice.
>Peaceful, and the occasional conversation about what animals might be thinking.
>Every now and then, Fluttershy would poke at the egg.
>You wonder...will it be a girl? Or a boy?
>Now you are here, Twilight Sparkle's castle.
>Part of you misses the modest treehouse, but now Twilight has access to more information and such.
>So it's to your benefit.
>Before you knock on the door, Spike opens it.
>"Anon! Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing much. Is Twilight up? I need her to look at this for a second."
>You hold up the egg for a second, and Spike seems to get nervous.
>"Is that an emerald?"
>Fluttershy giggles, and you smile.
>Dragons and eating gemstones. Never gonna understand it.
"No, Spike. It's an egg."
>"OH! Okay then. Come in, she's in her study."
> After following the young dragon through long hallways, and a couple of turns, you see the young Alicorn writing and studying away.
"Morning Twilight."
>"Hey Twilight!"
>The mare looked toward you with a smile, and waved at Fluttershy and you.
>"Hey. What is it you guys need? I'm writing a letter."
"I need you to look at this egg for a second. It'll only take a bit."
>Twilight wrapped up her letter, and levitated the egg from your hand.
>You wish you could use magic as well as her.
>You can only do basic spells, offensive and defensive.
>You can probably fight a novice unicorn.
>After about an hour, Fluttershy bade you farewell, leaving to tend to her animals.
>She had only wanted to spend the morning with you.
>As Fluttershy left, Twilight blazed past you and back into her study.
>She was writing another letter, fast and furiously.
"Uh...you alright?"
>"Do you know what you found?"
>Twilight's mane was frizzed, and she looked at you with an ecstatic grin.
"Uh...no?"
>"You found a changeling egg!!"
"Changeling? The fuck's that?"
>Twilight goes on a rant about changelings in her excitement, speaking too fast for you understand.
>Then she tells you about the changeling invasion, and Queen Chrysalis.
>"It's so rare to have an egg outside of the hive. How'd you even came across it?"
"In Everfree forest, by it's dying mother."
>Twilight's excitement dulled for a bit, her expression depressed.
>"Well. I'm sorry for that. But I'm glad you brought it. That means I can keep it for study."
"Wait, Twi...."
>She looked at you, eyebrow raised.
>The mother told you to take the egg, and who are you to ignore a dying wish?
"Could I take care of the egg? I mean...it is pretty lonely at home. I have the space for housemate. And I'm sure I can take care of it."
>Twilight looked at you for a bit.
>"You know I'll have to come by almost every day to check up on it and study it right?"
>You nod.
"I don't mind. You'll just be a diffaerent face other than Pinkie or Fluttershy. I just...you know, I guess I'm attatched already."
>Liar.
>"Well...I guess Anon. I was able to find out who's egg it was, and what it will be, too. It came from Queen Chrysalis, directly, and will be a female. So you have a royal in your possession."
>Twilight smiled, but you were a bit unnerved.
>You are holding what very well could swallow up Ponyville with it's hive, Especially since it's going to be a queen.
>"Well, I guess I'll give it back."
>She levitated it from her study back into your hands.
>"It's like taking care of a butterfly, so leafy greens will do just fine when you feed her. I'll be over tomorrow to see if it hatches."
>You nod, and take the egg.
>You've got a lot of thinking to do.
>"Have a good day, Anonymous."
>When you get home, you sit the egg on the coffee table.
>You smell pastry...
>"HEY NONNY!!!!"
>Out of nowhere, you were tackle-hugged onto the ground.
>Damned Party Pony...
>"I didn't see you pass through town today, so I thought something was up. Yesterday there was a lotta rain, so I didn't come over, but now I am over, and now we can have fun!"
*cough*
"Pinkie, I have a cold. I can't party today."
>The ecstatic pink pony let go and stood atop your chest, in what would be a noble pose.
>If you could take her seriously.
>"THEN I, PINKAMENA DIANE PIE, WILL BE YOUR CARE TAKER! INTO THE BED, ANONYMOUS!"
>At that, Pinkie dragged you away.
 
>For the next few hours, you tried to go and get the egg from the living room, but Pinkie beat you with cupcakes for not being in bed.
>So there is where you would lay.
>You love the fact that she cares so much.
>Well, your fault for getting sick.
"Pinkie, can you bring that green thing on the table please?"
>"SURE THING ANON!"
>Here came PartyPone, with a cracked changeling egg.
"Did you hit the egg?"
>"This is an egg?"
"Yes. Did you drop it? Did it hit something?"
>"No..."
>She handed it to you cautiously.
>"I'm sorry if I cracked it Anon..."
>You smiled and pat the pony's head.
"If you didn't do anything wrong, don't worry abou-"
*crack*
>The egg was hatching, in front of you and Pinkie.
"Woah..."
>"Wow, real birth!!"
*crack*
>Out of the top of the egg came a very shiny emerald little filly.
>It looked like a filly, anyway.
>It looked at you with big blue eyes, and crawled out of it's eggshell.
>It landed on the bed with a "plop", and tried to stand.
>Continuously falling over, it kept trying, and all you could do was smile at it.
>You pick up the small, squishy, slimy little changeling, and cradle it into your arms.
>It was something like a larva, yet it's limbs are present.
>Just not solid.
>The little one cooed softly as it lay in your arms, happy with it's resting place.
>"Can I hold it Nonny?"
>You pass the child to Pinkie, and she started making silly faces.
>Cute giggles and hiccups could be heard.
>"OH MY CELESTIA, WE NEED TO HAVE A PARTY!"
*cough* *cough*
"For what, Pinkie?"
>"Don't you know, silly? You just gave birth! and now you're a daddy!"
>Pinkie held the little one up to you, smiling wide.
>You took the baby back ribs, and stroked it's cheek gently.
"Hello there, little Chrysalis."
>The squishy baby took your finger and began to suck on it.
>You felt warm and fuzzy inside.
>It felt good. Is this what being a new parent feels like?
>"I like that name Anon. It reminds me of something, but I can't put my hoof on it..."
>Pinkie decided to go home, and let you spend time with your newborn, whom still kept trying to walk.
>Every time she fell, she would do a little whine.
>So you come and pick her up, and she quiets down, and gets giddy when ever she sees your face.
>So this is what parenthood feels like.
>All of a sudden, baby Chrysalis begins to cry.
"What is it that most babies need after being born..."
>Food!
>Twilight said leafy greens would work best.
>Holding the changeling tight, you open the fridge.
>LETTUCE.
>You pull off a leaf, and try to feed it to the changeling.
>Baby Chrysalis tries to eat it, though she is unsuccessful.
>You are treated to the adorable sight of a filly unable to tear lettuce with her mouth.
"Okay...maybe you need something else..."
>What if they're a little like human babies?
>Maybe Chrissy here needs breast milk! Yes, that's it!
>Wait, where the fuck are you going to get that?
>The only mare...Oh no...
>Not Milky. You hate dealing with Milky.
>Her milk is da bomb tho.
>But if you don't get any, you'll have to sit here and watch Chrysalis go hungry.
>As adorable as watching her attempts at eating are, you swaddle the changeling and go outside.
>Gotta go handle Milky for a bit...
 
>Here you were, at Milky Way's house.
>And you remember why you've got a distaste for her.
>You didn't mind helping her release some milk.
>It was resisting the utter need to plow her.
>Every time she positioned herself, flanks and teats bared to you, the creamy scent of her marehood aroused the hell out of you.
>And it was as if she enjoyed you milking her, because that pussy only winked when you touched the mammaries.
>And that isn't the thing you need to be doing with a child nearby.
>"Here you go Anon. I can't believe you have your own filly to look after. I guess that means you can't help me out anymore, huh?"
>Milky looked up at you with the most adorable face.
"I'll be around. I just have a responsibility now."
>You put the bottle in to Chrysalis's mouth, and she begins to suckle it.
>You smile weakly.
>"Okay. Well, take care!"
 
>You began to walk back home, with a bag full of other milk bottles.
>On the path home, you look at the entrance to Everfree.
>The sun is going down, but you made a promise to yourself.
"Chrissy, come on. We are going to go see your mom for a bit."
>Taking steps into the woods, you make the trek to the lake.
>20 steps forward, Zecora's hut.
>About 30 more steps to the right, and voila! Lake.
>You search around for the tree you found the egg at, but to no avail.
>Then you find the lifeless husk of a grown changeling.
>Of course.
>At the beginning of the walk, Baby Chrysalis fell asleep.
>You set her on the tree trunk, keeping a watchful eye on her.
>At that, you pick up the changeling's body, and bring it to the lake.
"Farewell, Chrysalis. At least, I think that's who you are. I've no shovel, so you'll be at the bottom of the lake. It's one of my favorite types of burials. This and cremation. I probably would have done that, but I have no fire."
>You place the body in the water, and watch as it drifts toward the center of the lake, then sinks.
"May you find peace and solace in the heavens."
>You wonder what killed her...
 
-5 years later-
 
>The past 2 years taking care of a child have been stressful.
>Watching her turn from squishy green pony shaped larva into a black insectoid horse though? A bit frightening, also interesting.
>And today she makes five. Which means...
>"HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRYSALIS! OH MY CELESTIA, I remember being their with Anon when you first hatched, and I thought I broke the egg, and so did he, but he forgave me anyway, even though I didn't break it. You were so cute! You kept falling over, and Anon just smiled and smiled, and he let me hold you, and you giggled when..."
>Ain't no party like a Pinkie Pie party.
>You were sitting outside in front of the house, which was effectively doused with streamers and party favors, chilling with Rainbow Dash.
>And Chrysalis was inside talking to her "Auntie" Pinkie.
>Twilight is talking with AJ and Fluttershy.
>And you were all waiting for Rarity to show up with this "WONDERFUL" gift.
>You won't question dresshorse, simply because when you do, she always drones on about...
>You don't even know what she rambles about.
>"So, Anon, 5 years of taking care of a filly? I always thought you were the bachelor type."
>Dash is just laying back on a cloud, sunglasses on..
>Never thought she'd wear it.
"Well, sometimes people need to settle down. It's better than just running around and trying to sex people like I did when I first got here."
>"Yeah, you were really pathetic back then. You really let your twig do the thinking for you."
>She stuck her tongue out at you, and you give her a middle finger.
>"That reminds me. You never said who that mare was."
>You sit there, and remember that.
>Unable to find a a girlfriend-er, "marefriend", you decided to just kick it at the nearest bar.
>You met this astounding mare there, a unicorn.
>A green body and sapphire colored hair, and she had quite the flank.
"I don't know who she was. But she was a great lay and she bought me drinks."
>"What a mare. It's weird she didn't say her name."
"I'm not so worried about it. I didn't catch anything, thank God."
>Before Rainbow could talk, out of the house came a purple and black blur.
>"WHEE DADDY LOOK AT ME!! AUNTIE TWILIGHT IS TAKING ME FLYING!!!"
>Your smile grew large as you watched the little one pilot your friend around the house.
>Pinkie came outside, bouncing happily and watching her 'niece'
"So, Dash. I've been practicing my flight technique."
>"WHAT!? Are you challenging me? Don't make me whup your plot like I did last time."
"Last time, I flew into a cloud and got stuck. It's a clear day."
>Dash's wings flared, and she shot up.
>"Fine. The goal is to keep up with Twilight. Think you can handle that?"
>You performed your flight spell, conjuring some transparent green wings, and hovered over right next to Rainbow.
"I can handle that plot of yours easy."
>Twilight stopped when she saw you 2 in the air.
>She sighed, and obviously knew you were about to race the pegasus in front of you.
>Chryssi was excited to see you flying.
>"Daddy! Daddy! Can I ride on your back?"
>Maybe racing wasn't such a good idea...
>Dash looked at your face, and saw the conflicted look.
>She took a deep breath, smiled at you and looked at Chrysalis.
>"Of course he'll give you a ride."
>Your jaw dropped. Rainbow abandoning a challenge? Balderdash! Complete and utter Balderdash!
>Chryssi was excited, and tried her best to hover on to your back.
>Her wings barely carried her to you, and she put her front hooves around your neck, holding on tightly.
>Rainbow Dash smiled at you, and your bewilderment.
>"Next time, I'll beat you in a race in front of your daughter. But like you said. Sometimes you need to settle down."
>You smiled as you flap the ethereal wings conjured by your spell.
>You turn toward the distant Canterlot, pondering where to fly.
>You could feel Chrysalis wiggle with excitement.
>OH DADDY! Are we going to Canterlot?"
"No dear, we'll do that tomorrow. I'm going to take you through..."
>You look up in the sky, towards Cloudsdale.
>You've got to be careful, the spell only lasts as long as you are energized.
>Twilight claps her hooves happily.
>"You finally got the wing spell down! You've been studying."
"Yup. I wanted to learn it so I could take Chryss flying one day."
>Chrysalis nuzzled her cheek into yours.
>"Thanks daddy."
>"How far can you fly?"
>The happy mood dies a little, and you say your next words with a tinge of shame.
"Only from here to Fluttershy's. I'd like to go further, but my human body limits what I can do. This is probably the only spell I can perform without hurting myself."
>Your equine friends frowned.
>Fluttershy looked up at you.
>"A-are you sure it's a good idea to fly then? We don't want you to hurt yourself."
>"Daddy could be hurt?"
>And now Chrysalis was looking at you frightened.
>Goddammit, you just wanted to take her flying.
>Seeing the eventual dangers, you float down and disband the magic.
>Chrysalis hops down, and looks up at you.
>"I really do wanna go flying daddy, but..."
>No. Don't you fucking dare.
>"Not if you're gonna get hurt."
>The sad look in her eyes killed you.
>hnnnng...
"Fine, I won't use the flight spell."
>Chrysalis hugged your legs.
 
>For the rest of the party, everything goes well.
>Everyone was leaving, save for Pinkie and Twilight.
>Pinkie was talking to your little bughorse, whilst Twilight approached you.
>"Anon, you said the wing spell was the only thing you could cast without hurting yourself. What spells have you tried?"
>You sit on the sofa, and look at her.
"I know what you are going to say. I shouldn't be using magic, because my body can't handle it."
>"No. It's just...when you first got here, you were certain you couldn't do any spells. You tried, for me, but you couldn't. And I let you study with me. You still never cast a spell. So...now is...weird."
>As the conversation goes on, Twilight's expression gets more frightened.
>You tell her of the trials you've gone through, the reasons you haven't been 100% for the last 2 years.
>Taking care of Chrys and wanting to fulfill her dream of flight.
>It's was a fools errand, since you have no wings.
>You were no pegasus. And she wants you to fly with her...
>And like a fool you can't say no to her.
>So you tried your best, working through spells that were need to build up to the wing spell.
>A shield spell, and a projectile spell.
>Whilst the projectile puts a tingle in your arms, the shield will put you in a weakened state.
>Hm...I'll need to study this on you specifically, but otherwise, under no circumstances can you use magic."
>You look at her, and her serious expression.
>"Promise me. As a friend."
>...
"Fine."
>"Good. Because Chrysalis needs you with her."
>She poked you with her horn playfully and left.
>You looked to see Chrysalis napping on Pinkie, and thought it was the cutest thing you'd ever see.
>"Nonny, she's out cold!"
>First time you've heard her whisper.
>You nod, and pick her up, carrying her to her bedroom.
>"WHEN SHE WAKES UP SHE HAS SOMETHING TO TELL YOU!!!!"
>Dammit Pinkie...
>Chrysalis shifts in her bed, smiling.
>Whew.
>You hear the front door close, and go off to your room.
>With the moon in the sky, you got in the bed and relaxed.
>You really want to fly with Chrysalis. She wants to fly, because her wings can't take her any higher than a few feet off the ground.
>Why woudn't you do that for her?
>Sure, one day she'd be able to fly. But you are her father.
>And you want to give the world to her.
>The world...
>Your eyes began to close, and you felt a tiny presence on your chest.
>Chrysalis curled up on top of your chest, smiling content.
>Maybe she's just happy she has you.
>Covering her up, you hold her and drift off, ending her birthday with a cuddle and goodnight kiss.
 
>"MORNING DADDY! TIME FOR SOME CEREAL!!"
>Sweet heavenly fuck that was loud.
>You jumped quick, falling out of the bed.
>Face, meet mahogany floor boards.
------
>You are Chrysalis.
>And you were going to fix your dad some breakfast!
>You can't cook well...but you can make cereal!!
>You can't use your magic all that well.
>So you climb up the counter, and grab the biggest bowl you can find.
>You'll share!
>Pour the cereal, add the milk.
"Aah!"
>Spilling the milk is not part of the process...
>Daddy'll be so mad.
>Footsteps are coming down, getting closer to the table.
>No time to worry about it, you promised daddy breakfast!
>As you walk to the table, he looks at you with a smile.
>"Morning Chryssi."
>That smile warmed you. It felt good to be around him.
"Morni-AHH!"
>You slip in some of the spilled milk, the bowl flying up and landing on your head, with milk and cereal mixing into your mane.
>You messed up breakfast for you and him...
>You hear a slight chuckle
*sniffle*....
>And now the kitchen is a mess.
*sniffle* *sniffle*
"I tried to f-fix breakfast..."
>Your voice was breaking, and you could feel warm liquid falling along your cheeks.
>"There there..."
>You were picked up, in all the mess you've made, and you could feel the comfort of your father's chest as he held you close.
>"It's alright, we'll get this cleaned up. I think it's wonderful that you've tried to fix me breakfast."
"b-but it's everywhere...and it's in my m-mane..."
>"Just stop crying. I'm not mad, just ask me to help you when you need it."
>He puts you in the chair at the table, and pulls on your cheek.
>"Besides, you look cute like this. A crown for my little princess."
>He spins the bowl atop your head, and heads into the kitchen to begin his cleaning.
>He's not mad?
>You clamber out of the chair, and make your way to the bathroom.
>You get in the tub and start washing your hair.
>He wasn't mad. But He does get mad.
>Whenever he reads those weird books Auntie Twilight gives him.
>"Chryssi! I have your favorite pancakes!"
>You gasped in excitement.
>Could it be?
"APPLE AND BLUEBERRY?!"
>You hopped out of the tub, and scrambled toward the kitchen, slipping and sliding into the wall on the way.
>There they were, the magnificent tower of pancakes at the table.
>You hurry to the chair, and take a large bite out of the first pancake.
>You feel the pancake get pulled from you, and your father gives you a disapproving look.
>"Ah-AhAh...fork."
"But daddy..."
>He stands there, not budging.
>With a sour look on your face, you take the fork with your hooves.
>He smiles and hands back the pancake, and pours syrup on top.
>You're destroying the pancakes, whilst your dad combs your mane.
>It's great to have him.
*knock knock knock*
>"Must be Rarity."