//------------------------------// // Repercussions // Story: A road paved with intentions // by crimsongraph //------------------------------// I realized that attacking Equestria, a country that could easily destroy vast amounts of colonies of my kind in the blink of an eye, was probably not one of my brightest moves. Though, the story Molestia told left a few questions on her mind. I easily defeated a sun goddess, even though I was powered up by love, the story’s description of the vast power required to summon that many tendrils of pure magical energy shocked me. Celestia should have been using her full power to protect all of the ponies in her country, but she still defeated her. "That brings up another question, you have told me the event that caused the separation between you and Celestia, but did not mention why she did it." I asked, hoping it would eventually lead to the question of power. I looked towards Molestia, and noticed a look of sadness sketched on her face. "The events that transcribed after that where the eventual cause of our separation. Soon after we both came to our senses, she realized that we sunk a whole city solely for our pleasure. True, we unknowingly did indirectly create the sea ponies, she was disgusted with me and how I behaved throughout the time she let me use our body. That event was the final straw, and she ended up removing me from the body, at the cost of half of the magic in her body. So thaw why I initially won the battle against her. Deciding to ask as many questions as I could, I fired off the next question buzzing around in my head. "So you and Celestia both shared a body?" It was unknown to me how that could be possible. Sure magic was everywhere, but two beings of immense power do not simply share bodies. "We eventually did end up sharing bodies, but that was not always the case. You see dear... oh my, I also forgot to ask of your name." I saw a faint tint of pink shading her features for a few seconds, before continuing speaking." Although I can guess it from your earlier outburst at my abode. I am truly sorry for what happened, I should have resisted more, but at the time you were seemingly unconscious. When we did finish up the act, I saw your, might I say rather beautiful, emerald eyes were wide open. At first I thought you hated me, I silently cursed myself, and this thing here," She motioned her hoof at the other alicorn accompanying us. "Then I realized that there was no struggle, no resistance from you. I might have also managed to catch a small moan from you." She smiled at me, I would have seen it where I not trying to hide behind my mane, face holding a color similar to a tomato. Is it normal for my exoskeleton to be this shade? Trying, and failing at my attempts to regain composure, I desperately tried to get back to the topic of questions. "As you were saying Molestia, why did you evenly start sharing bodies with Celestia?" Diverting the topic back to our original conversation. "Ah! I was getting to that. Well you see, when a mare gets older, she starts to develop certain... urges per say. - "So that's that!" Molestia finished her rather awkward and crude explanation of the birds and the bees talk parents would give to their foals. The other alicorn clapped its hooves excitedly, showing the first sign of emotion for the first time. I, on the other hoof, I was now beyond the coloration of a tomato, and was pretty sure my face was giving off large amount of heat. "W-w-what does that have to do with you and Celestia!" I stammered, trying my hardest to not faint of embarrassment. For a creature that feeds off emotions, I sure was showing a lot of them. "It has everything to do with it!" she happily exclaimed. Combine that, with stress from ruling a country at a young age, no way to relieve herself, and you get multiple personality disorder! Or in other words, me!" She finished her rambling. So, I have been living with the creation of a sexually frustrated teenage Celestia for the past day? Wonderful. After this whole ordeal is over, I will never involve changelings with ponies ever again. Why? Because ponies are wired, and she is living proof if. What irked me the most was that Celestia willingly indulged in these desires for who knows how long. Some other questions bounced around in my head. "How long ago were those events?" At first she seemed hesitant to answer. "About a couple hundred years ago..." "I'm sorry? I’m afraid I did not catch that." "About a couple hundred years ago..." Her voice once again trailed off. "Once again, I'm afraid I can't hear you, you have to speak louder than that." "A couple hundred years ago!" She practically screamed. My eyes widened in realization. She tried to imagine a life like that. I knew I would live for a very long time, but all queens eventually were replaced. I would live nowhere near as long as a celestial goddess! “Did you ever get lonely?” her eyes answered that question. “I did, very lonely, up until this thing came along.” She playfully nudged the other alicorn. “Aw, Molesty, I’m not a thing.” It said in a tone of fake hurt. I quickly fired off the next and hopefully last question. “What are you anyways? You are essentially a darker shade of Celestia with glitter in her mane.” I asked, intrigued by the details that adorned the other alicorn. “Well Crissy, that’s an easy question to answer. You see, when Luna returned-“I interrupted with another question. “Who is Luna?” I knew almost all topics of history; I practically lived through half of it. But changelings hardly venture into the jungle of knowledge known as equestrian history, unless their disguise called for it. “Well, Luna is Celestia’s sister!” A look of shock adorned my face. Since when did Celestia have a sister?! Without thinking of repercussions, I quickly blurted out. “When I attacked Canterlot, why was she not there?” Silence filled the meadow, the only sound to be heard was the grass shifting under the small breeze. There was no sound for a couple of awkward minutes, both of their eyes resting on me with confusion. “You attacked Canterlot…?” Molestia asked, confusion lacing her voice “Nooo.” I dragged out my no, hoping it would convince them I did not capture a sun goddess, impersonate a princess, and ruin a sacred wedding. Now that I look back to that, I realized that was probably the reason all of those ponies wanted to stop me. I looked up to see both alicorn whispering something to each other, occasionally looking at me. After a few minutes of conversing between them, they finally stopped and gave me a harsh glare. “Queen Chrysalis, what you have done is punishable by imprisonment in equestrian law. Since we have no clue why you attacked, we decided to be benevolent with you. Now there is only one question that remains.” Silence hung in the air; I hung my head in shame. I knew I deserved any punishment they could throw at me. “Do you like bananas?”