by Europa
Twilight trotted alongside Chrysalis. The wedding of her old foalsitter and BBBFF was looming on the horizon, so meeting up with her marefriend outside the city was a surprise.
"So... why?" she asked.
Chrysalis looked up at Canterlot, under disguise of a random pegasus pony known as 'Lovey Dovey'. Around them was a small entourage of disguised changeling soldiers. "Why what?"
"You know what I mean," she said. "Invading Canterlot... why? I mean, we haven't done anything to you."
Chrysalis had the sense to look abashed. "Well Twily, it's been a dream of mine for ages to rule Canterlot. The Badlands are nice, but Canterlot Castle has such a view! Ever since I was a nymph, I've wanted this. I've wanted to invade Canterlot so badly..."
"You don't wanna do that," she warned. "Let me show you why." Twilight summoned her magic, and opened a scrying portal into the middle of Canterlot.
It revealed a guard barracks, where a group of royal guards broke into song and began to play instruments. "We're guards of the round table! We dance when're we're able! We do routines and chorus scenes with hoofwork impecc-able!"
Chryssy's jaw dropped and her diguise petered out in shock.
A group of griffon immigrants entered the scene. "We dine well here in Canterlot; we eat ham and jam and spam-a-lot!"
The royal guards were playing trombones and drums, dancing on tables and upsetting plates. And then: "We're guards of the round table! Our shows! Are for! Mid-able! But many times we're given rhymes that are quite unsing-able! We're opera mad in Canterlot," they sang, upending one of the tables. "we sing from the diaphragm-a-lot!"
They kept dancing, kicking food off tables and nearly stepping on a stray cat. In the corner, a thestral guard gloomily tapped her hoof in tune with the beat. To Twilight's own surprise, Princess Luna levitated a spoon and was playing four guard helmets - complete with guards - like drums.
"In war we're tough and able!" sand a chorus with Shiny in it. One of the changelings scoffed. "Quite indefatig-able! Between patrols we play with trolls and impersonate Dark Cable! It's a busy life in Canterlot!"
Prince Blueblood popped up from behind a table. "I haave to push the pram-a-lot!"
Twilight closed the portal before more could happen, and turned to her stunned lover. The worker's eye twitched, then she composed herself and turned to her now-undisgusied changelings.
"On second thought," she said. "Let's not invade Canterlot. It is a silly place."