The sun rose, casting a beam of light through the window. It shone across the face of a blue- maned changeling. She turned over, grunting. Another changeling hesitantly entered, walking over to the bed. He shook her fairly hard.
"Obsidian! He yelled in her ear. He laughed as she flailed about, clearly scared.
"What?! Oh." She slid out of bed, ear ringing, "I think I'm half deaf now." She snorted, then looked at the changeling.
"What do you want, #32?"
"Uh, Queen Chrysalis wants to see you." He smiled nervously.
"I swear, you should've just shaken me. Or something." She brushed her mane down, and then rummaged through her drawer for something.
"Uhh, we should go. Now." He pushed at Obsidian, who just returned the gesture.
"Fine! Fine! I'll go." She said. She followed after #32. She began to laugh at the fact that he was a really small changeling.
"Hmm? What's so funny?" He said, turning around.
"Nothing. Shorty." She laughed, running into another changeling, who hissed and narrowed its eyes at her.
"Sorry." She mumbled. As she and #32 headed down the hallway, Obsidian grew more anxious. She saw the pattern-carved door in the in the distance. She shook a little bit, anticipating the meeting. They arrived at the door, #32 motioning at the the guards to open it. It glowed green and opened, revealing the throne room. Obsidian gasped as she noticed Chrysalis' look. She sat on the throne, with two other queens on her side. There were a lot of guards standing around the room, all looking at Obsidian.
"Obsidian! Hi!" One of the queens squealed, dashing to Obsidian to give her a hug.
"Hi Firefly." She returned the hug.
"Ahem." Chrysalis interjected. Firefly broke away from Obsidian, fixing her red mane as she snorted.
"So, as the most trusted changelings, I've decided to share with you my plan." She grinned evilly, rubbing her hooves together
After an hour, Obsidian was released to her room.
"That was the best plan I ever heard. That didn't go so well, did it?" #32 said, smiling, "At least she wasn't going to throw you out the window." He laughed. Obsidian knocked him lightly on the nose.
"And that wasn't my fault. Really, that was on you. But I'm just going to say that I seriously dislike Chrysalis right now. I mean, honestly! What kind of crazy changeling can just waltz in on a wedding- specifically one with tons of powerful ponies- and just threaten to take over Equestria?! AGH!" She flopped herself on her bed, #32 all too eager to join her.
"NO." She gave him a stern look.
"What? I was just-" #32 started, but stopped once he noticed her look.
"And now she's dragging ME into it!" Obsidian shouted.
"Well, I'm kind of forced into it too."
"Yeah. It's still an extremely flawed plan. Too many things can go wrong. Our hive is doomed!" #32 walked closer, patting the changeling who lay with her face in the covers. He smiled slightly.
"But if it goes as planned, we can have loads of love to feed on!" #32 said with a hint of hope in his voice Obsidian's wings flattened against her back as she grunted.
"Oh yeah, I forgot you can't- I should just shut up." He hit himself on the head, scolding himself, "If it helps, we can go mess with someling."
"Have fun, I guess. I just... Have to mentally prepare, I guess." She said silently. #32 smiled lightly at the changeling before walking off. She pushed herself up, frowning slightly. It's either just me or he really likes causing trouble. She shook her head. She decided she should prepare for her role and look in the archives.
Obsidian walked down the hallway, humming to herself. #21 accidentally ran into her.
"Agh! Ahm sorry. A've gotten into the habit of running into everyling." She smiled nervously, "Anyway, #32's up to no good. Again. Ain't he ya changeling-"
"I know. I got stuck with him. Try to keep him out of trou- er, stop him, I guess."
"Alrighty then, Have a great day, Diane!" #21 turned away, muttering as she headed off towards #32. Obsidian giggled to herself, and continued on to the archives.
Obsidian grunted as she sorted through the files. She finally came across what she was looking for. She sat down, smiling triumphantly. She opened the file on Crystal Jade, and read the information written on the pony. Great. I have to pretend to be #32's marefriend. She rolled her eyes at this. There was a bit of a scuffle outside, and the doors flew open. Obsidian ignored it, continuing with her reading when something thudded in front of her. She looked up, greeted by the purple eyes of a changeling. He smiled.
"Ah found him messing around the hallway. Putting on quite a show with his pranks." #21 said.
"Okay. Thanks for the delivery. Obsidian said with a sigh.
"Uh huh. Now I oughta clean up his mess." She turned around, cursing to herself. #32 snatched the file from Obsidian.
"Crystal Jade? So this is who you are. Huh." He read the page, eyes widening, "Oh, we get to pretend we're married! Hah! Now I can-" #32 began. Obsidian snatched the file back, hissing at him.
"I wouldn't finish that sentence." She said, smiling slightly. #32 just silenced, coughing awkwardly. Obsidian tapped his nose, giggling. #32 smiled back, feeling his face go warm. Obsidian just ran a hoof through her mane, flipping it slightly. She got up, dropping the file into the bin she found it in. She flew off to her room, #32 following. As she passed the throne room, Chrysalis noticed.
"Obsidian!" She called out a little too happily. Obsidian hissed to herself. If only she closed the door...
"Yes?" She landed in front of the room, facing Chrysalis.
"Change of plans. The wedding was moved to two days from now."