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Neither Chip nor Twilight could quite believe it. They held on to each other, in silence, their heads empty of thoughts. It seemed like this whole mess started years ago… How much time did pass anyway? No, that was not important now. They wanted to savor the moment – get a feel of their bodies once again…
And of each other. Chip was still wearing his pony guise, so he felt the warm body of Twilight nearby – her chest was steadily rising and lowering with her breath. Her coat tickled his skin. Her hooves connected on his back in a hug gave him comfort. He felt something new – under his heart, a heat was rising. It didn’t feel threatening – it might as well be a left-over thing from this whole mind-melding.
The colt looked down at Twilight – she tilted her head upwards to meet his gaze.
“How do you feel?” he asked in his own voice. Celestia, that felt wonderful.
“A bit sore… And very tired,” chuckled Twilight, also enjoying the sound her own mouth gave. The smile on her muzzle softened a bit, and her ears lowered slightly as she asked: “And you? Does it… Hurt?”
“I’m tired too… But nothing seemed to be hurting…”
“… You know what I mean,” she whispered, breaking eye contact.
“Oh,” said Chip after a while. “That… I told you. I got used to it. You needn’t worry, I got it under control.”
“I’m sorry…” blurted out the mare.
“For what?”
“… You know… What I did to you…”
“Oh,” commented Chip, yet again understanding what she meant some time later. “You don’t need to be. Let’s just forget about all this… Mess… It’s in the past now. Let it stay that way.”
Twilight shrunk a bit and gave out a small chuckle.
“If it only were so simple… Flip a switch and forget…”
“We’re tired. We’ll feel better once we get some rest,” reasoned Chip in a soft voice. He felt compelled to brush the mane off her face. As he did so, the mare looked briefly at him, before turning away, blushing.
“You’re right… Tired… I wonder how Spike is doing…”
“… Oh.”
Leaning against each other, the two managed to climb the stairs to Twilight’s bedroom. It was an exhausting endeavor, and they were close to collapsing by the end of it.
The small basket in which Spike used to sleep was covered in pillows. It didn’t make a sound, and Twilight and Chip decided that if the baby dragon was asleep, they best not wake him up. Having to explain what has happened in their current state could end up in more confusion than necessary.
With the last of her strength, Twilight rolled onto the bed. The mattress felt divine – soft, comfortable, a totally different world compared to the hard floor they spent many, many hours on.
“Goodnight,” smiled Chip, turning away and dragging his feet towards the staircase.
“Chip,” hissed the librarian, making an effort and pushing herself to a sitting position.
The stallion stopped and looked at her with a half-conscious gaze.
“… Don’t go.”
Tired, Chip slumped into a sitting position, puzzlement on his face.
“Why?” he asked in a whisper, eyeing the basket. It didn’t move.
“You don’t have a bed… And you might fall off the stairs in the dark… You can… You can sleep here,” offered Twilight, moving to the side of the bed. “There’s plenty of room… And it feels really… Soft…” She again collapsed onto her bed, waving a hoof at Chip.
“Are you sure?” groaned the colt, forcing himself to stand up and approach the bed.
“Yes… But only for sleeping… Uh, you know what I mean,” yawned the mare. Her eyes were fighting a losing battle with the comfortable bed and tired body.
“What else can you do in a bed…” asked Chip. He didn’t expect an answer – he was too tired to listen anymore. The bed was really soft. And bouncy; just enough to make it feel really comfortable.
The colt was on the verge of consciousness in a matter of minutes. He took a deep breath. He felt Twilight beside him; she smelled of relief and comfort, mainly. There was something under the surface too, but it was too subtle for the tired mind to identify… Maybe in the morning…
Spike woke up after a restless night of on and off sleep. There were screams, banging, and all sorts of weird noises coming from downstairs. He didn’t budge from his basket, just like Wub told him to. Cautiously, the baby dragon peered from under his pillows – he scanned his surroundings, noticing two lumps under Twilight’s bed sheets.
Hesitantly, the number one assistant put away the pillows and stood up. He still couldn’t see the heads that were poking out from the covers… He had to move. But he promised not to… Frustrated at this point, he looked around for something to aid him. The mirror at Twilight’s drawer. Yes, it was tilted downwards, helping him see what was in the bed!
Her best friend was sleeping, her purple mane a total disaster, as always in the morning. Just to her right was Wub, with her white mane all over the place. That one had her mouth wide open, but surprisingly no snoring was head. Their bellies were moving rhythmically and they looked perfectly fine. So all was good?
Cringing, Spike took a step out of his basket. The world didn’t end, nor were there any explosions or sirens, so he followed up with his other foot. Nothing. So far so good. Little by little, the baby dragon approached the bed and looked at Twilight’s head. Horn was where it was supposed to be, coat as purple as always, no strange marks or signs on her muzzle… It was all good.
The memory of Wub’s hungry eyes, the stare that chilled his whole back… No, it was a bad idea to wake them up. It was best if Spike wasn’t in the room when they came to. Who knows what the hay was happening, or still is happening. Maybe downstairs he’ll find an answer…
Chip woke up first. He closed his dry mouth, running a tongue over his sandy lips. Straight of the bat, he felt the fresh scent of emotions – fright, curiosity, those came from somewhere below and were faded. A lot closer were comfort, happiness, and that covered up scent that felt like… Huh. Intriguing.
The changeling shifted to look at the purple mare. The back of her head was all he saw… And he touched it delicately. He retreated when she shifted and turned to him, afraid he woke her up… But no, she was still sleeping, a faint smile slapped on her face. Her hair was a total mess – stiff, divided into strands that poked out in different directions. Most of it obscured her horn and eyes, causing Chip to giggle silently. She looked cute, if that was the right word to use.
As delicately as he could, he slipped from under the cover and down onto the floor. His joints snapped as he moved them about, causing a little bit of relief to ripple through his tired body. His mind felt fresh, though. All that transpired just a few hours ago felt like a bad memory now, something that couldn’t have really happened.
Chip looked at Twilight yet again, wondering how she will feel after waking up. Will she remember any of it? Will she still like him? The mare did live in his body for a short while… She might think he is a monster now. More so than before, at least. Hopefully, that won’t hinder the research that still had to be done… The silly task that seemed so insignificant now, after all these intense, life-changing events.
As the colt made his way down the stairs, he thought hard about it. There would be a lot of words to put into a new report, and they needed to decide what was important and relevant. Discovering how magic works on changelings was monumental, yes – but they would need to back it up with the story they agreed the Princesses didn’t need to know of. Maybe Twilight would change her mind now, that everything was okay?
Chip was going to enter the laboratory, the doors to which were in really bad shape, when he felt a smell come from the kitchen. Someone was cooking. Cautiously, the changeling peeked around the corner and saw Spike, overseeing some pot with boiling water. That’s right, he totally forgot about the baby dragon!
“Um, Spike,” began the colt.
The startled dragon jumped, spilling some water onto his belly.
“Geez, dude… Uh oh,” gasped the dragon, falling off his stool and retreating into a corner. “Twi, please don’t eat me! Please!”
“Settle down, Spike. It’s me, Wub,” said Chip in a reassuring voice, slowly approaching the scared dragon.
“Y-Yeah? What is the fifth law of spellbinding, variant C, special rule I?!” Spike yelled in defense.
Chip stopped and squinted in confusion. “What?”
“Oh… Okay. Then you’re not Twilight. Phew. So everything is normal now?”
“Uh, y-yeah… What was that just now?”
“Well… Hehe… I figured that Twilight would recite the rule even in her sleep. I guess that wasn’t the brightest idea, huh?” blushed the baby dragon, much to the amusement of the changeling.
An awkward silence between the two fell. Some water began spilling from the pot, snapping Spike back into reality.
“Oh, uh, care for some breakfast? I made too much anyway.”
Chip’s groaning stomach was answer enough. He took a seat and waited patiently as the dragon finished up preparing pasta, covered in some red goo the dragon got from the freezer. Hopefully, it wasn’t some kind of red wasabi.
Twilight gradually woke up from a dreamless sleep. She felt stiff all over and her head was pounding in a steady beat. She moaned and put her hoof forward, expecting to feel Wub’s fur. He wasn’t there. Hesitantly, one eye opened. The image was unfocused, so the other eye came to the rescue. Their forces combined, Twilight was able to look around the empty room. No Chip, no Spike. Some sounds were coming down from the staircase.
The mare pushed herself down from the bed and reveled in her joints snapping into proper positions. The librarian looked at herself in the mirror – her muzzle was smiling right back at her from under the storm of a purple mess on her head. She levitated a comb over, noting how the thudding in her head intensified, and gently brushed away until her mane settled down, unmasking her glowing horn. She looked good. Her mind felt fresh, contrary to her body, which was probably still a bit sleepy. She gave herself a shake and slowly descended the stair.
The smells and voices from the kitchen drew her in. The mare saw Chip sitting at the table, noodles dangling from his face; Spike was looking at him intently, a mentoring expression on his face.
“Right, good. Now, draw them in with your mouth. Just suck them in.”
“Like tfis?” asked the changeling, his full mouth distorting the words. He bent down slightly and begun sucking the pasta in, really slowly, his chest heaving.
“No, you’re breathing again, not sucking the noodles in. Didn’t you suck on a pacifier when you were small?”
“A what now?” said the changeling, making his meal escape his mouth onto his plate. Spike deadpanned while Chip looked down, clearly amused. “It fell,” he commended, cocking his head.
Twilight couldn’t help but giggle at the scene. Chip and Spike jumped slightly, turning to the mare who was standing at the doorframe.
“Twi!” shouted Spike, running up to her dear friend and hugging her “You’re up! How are you feeling? Does anything hurt? Are you hungry? Did you sleep well?”
“Settle down, Spike,” smiled Twilight. “I’m alright. A bit stiff, but fine.” She looked at Chip, feeling her lips curl up into a smile. His muzzle reciprocated.
“That smells delicious,” said the mare, sniffing the air and approaching the table.
“I can’t tell,” shrugged Chip, not letting his eyes off of Twilight who sat beside him.
Spike observed as the two stared at each other with those stupid grins slapped across their faces.
“What were you doing down there? Huh?”
“Oh, uh,” they stuttered, looking away.
“Long story,” shot Twilight.
“Complicated. Maybe later,” added Chip.
“… Okay, whatever… You guys will have to share. I already ate mine, and Wub never ate pasta before, so I was trying to teach her how to do it properly… But she just doesn’t get it.”
“Really?” asked Twilight. “Oh, uh… Wub?”
“Help yourself,” replied the changeling, pushing the dish between them.
“It’s really simple,” said the mare, levitating over a fork and stabbing at the pasta. She drew in a few strands and put them in her mouth. “Now, all you do is… Suck!” And with that, the pasta vanished in her mouth, some sauce splattering over her lips. “Oh, excuse me! You try!”
“Okay.” Chip looked really focused. He stabbed the noodles violently and managed to pick up barely three strands. He put them in his mouth and sucked; probably more air got into his belly, but in the end the food vanished in his lips.
“Not that hard, see?” smiled Twilight, picking up another forkful of the pasta.
They ate in silence from the same dish, each entrenched in their own thoughts. Chip was happy that Twilight didn’t cringe at the sight of him, but wasn’t sure if this wasn’t just a play; the mare herself was thinking back to her experience with his body, and how to thank him for helping her.
They both didn’t notice as the last of the pasta lifted into the air in between them. Each was sucking on their end of the food, and soon their muzzles turned so that they faced each other.
The two snapped out of their thoughts when it was all said and done – the last of the pasta disappeared between their pressed together lips.
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I was raised on Disney stories. 
That scene in particular was my favorite. That, and the songs in the fox/animal version of Robin Hood.
So yeah, go ahead, call me corny, cliche, whatevers.
I read a really sad fic today. So today, I want Chip to be happy, even if he doesn't understand it yet, the clueless rock 
Perfect L&tT moment, though I did kinda see it coming.
I'm glad that Chip is definitely getting shipped with Twi.
...
can't... hold...
baaaack....
Twilight and Chip, sitting in a tree,
Kay-Eye-Ess-Ess-Eye-Ehn-Gee,
First comes love, then comes marriage,
THEN COMES A FOAL AFTER A FORGOTTEN CONTRACEPTIVE
Man... Just, just don't temp me. I'm after reading a fic about raising a foal.
Just.
Just don't tempt me.
Originally, that scene wasn't supposed to be in there. Those were supposed to be hayfries. And it was supposed to be boring.
Buuuuut, as I said somewhere earlier, I have no control whatsoever over what happens
And I'm glad I don't.
D'awww, look at all the shipping XD
Did I help inspire this with my comment about them possibly forming a romantic relationship in the last chapter? Either way, it was very very cute and full of romantic awkwardness. 
I guess the spark of interest has been started between them, although Chip really isn't familiar with the sensation I suppose. Hah, the aftermath of that last scene should be hilarious to see.
There were several errors I saw:
“We’re tired. We’ll feel better once we get some rested,” reasoned Chip in a soft voice.
"rested" should be "rest"
The mattress felt divine – soft, comfortable, a totally different world compared to the hard floor they spend many, many hours on.
"spend" should be "spent"
“Chip,” hissed the librarian, making and effort and pushing herself to a sitting position.
"and should be "an"
“You don’t have a bed… And you might fall off the stairs in the dark… You can… You can sleep here,” offered Twilight, moving to the side of the bed. “There’s plenty of room… And it feels really… Soft…” She again collapsed onto her bed, waving a hoof at Twilight.
I think you meant Chip instead of Twilight, but I'm not completely sure.
Discovering how magic works on changelings in monumental, yes – but they would need to back it up with the story they agreed the Princesses didn’t need to know of.
Should it be "is"? Not sure if it should be past tense or not.
That's all for now, can't wait for more awkward romance haha
As much as I find this shipping to be cute 
I worry that this will lead to a bad path, even if the changlings never find where he is again, Chip will only live for about 4 years (based on the words of the author) and that will lead to heartbreak...so I'm hoping that if this continues that they will somehow find a way to extend Chips life.....if not.......RAGE
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Hoo boy. Never fails. Everyone just has to try the shipping thing at least once, right?
But you got to be careful when shipping OC's with mane six. Early works on my story "Alliance" made Rainbow Dash have a crush on one of the humans (who looked like a pony at the time). Thankfully that never made it to the internet.
However, I may pair her with somepony else... 
In case you were wondering, no, I am NOT trying to get you to read it, because that's inconsiderate. 
I read ALLLL the chapters, in 1 hour. BRO HOOF /)*(\ 
ahh, good 'ol Disney.
the spaghetti eating scene is such a classic in romance stories, i loved that you put that in there. even if it is a little corny, damnit, we need some corn! because y'know what? Corn is like, the best food ever! it's awesome and tasty and you can do a shitload of stuff with it! we can make fuel out of corn, that's how cool it is! anyone who has a problem with corny things has a bad opinion, and they should feel bad! 
Oh definitely.
I hope one of the others walks in on them. It's going to be funny enough seeing Spike's reaction, but if, say, Fluttershy was looking in the window? Seeing what looks like either a mare she was introduced to as a random pony, or a large colt with a horn and interesting wings, what do you think she's going to do? freak, and then tell everypony about it.
You're reading all these awesome ideas, right? Right?
Rarity's also a good one for spreading scandal. though how she'd justify peeking into Twilight's windows is beyond me...
Or Featherweight posts an article about Twilight having a supposedly "Alicorn" coltfriend. Maybe something about "Not enough Alicorns in her life" or something to that effect?
Image: http://i.chzbgr.com/completestore/2012/1/17/66978aa7-7a40-4af6-8850-d69e4ba55eb9.jpgcouldn't resist :P
you reminded me of this video:
Yeah, I can totally imagine her running through town, practically telling everypony that Twilight's hiding a large, buff stallion Alicorn in her tree-house, and making out with him over breakfast, because they're so deep into their relationship.
It'll make it all the more awkward later, when the other 5 of the Mane 6 go combing through the library while Twi and "Wubs" are out, trying to find the mystery stallion.
>>1020544 More like damn lucky hahaha. Especially since Dash was shipped with a blind pegasi stallion, Fluttershy with a emotionally ravaged Scoltpony and Twilight with a Vampony mare that is feared for what she is, but simply wants to fit in.
That's not careful, that is pure dumb luck! 
MUAHAHAHAHA!
My OC isn't in this one 
But if he was, that would be awesome.
Don't know what he'd be doing, though, he's a professor, a scientist, not a Xenobiologist or anything like that. He studies long-distance and interdimension teleportation, not changelings...
>>1020562 My main Oc isn;t either.
Human, wings, prosthetic lower legs, specialized metl on part of his neck and a metal plate holding his right jaw together and blind in his right eye. And that's sucks for him for two reasons.
Firt is that all that has happened,
Second is that his story is currently ongoing and I plan on making him wind up much worse, both physically and mentally.
I'm jus' saying, he's going to have Chip stumble upon two horribly mutilated characters.
"And there they were. Obviously savaged and partially eaten by manitcores. One was a pony, scientist from what little remains indicated. The other was what appeared to be a bald Diamond Dog with wings. It had it's stomach torn open and guts strewn everywhere."
Hahahahaha
You know, shipping is a very touchy subject for me, but I think you've handled it pretty well so far. Nay, I should say very well. I like how gradual you've made it, you really did well building up to it and now it's coming to fruition in the best possible way.
But I have to ask... Spaghetti for breakfast? Really? 
Twi-Chip? Twi is jumping onto the Chip ship?
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All aboard the Chip Ship!
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You said "Yeah, I can totally imagine her running through town, practically telling everypony that Twilight's hiding a large, buff stallion Alicorn in her tree-house, and making out with him over breakfast, because they're so deep into their relationship."
I'm pretty sure that Chip looked like "Wubs" when they kissed... so Rarity (or whoever Zethariel is likely to have peeking into the windows (thanks to the comments and what not)) will have seen Twilight kiss an actress...
Rarity: I just saw Twilight and Wubs kissing!
Pinkie: And they didn't tell us they were toghether!? *Gasp*
Rainbow: Well, out of all of Ponyville, why else would Wubs choose to stay at Twilight's?
You know... something like that...
>> Gyro Steamwing
You remember chapter 14: Intermission -- an alternative "At the border II"? About the whole Discord making Chip kiss the moon from Majora's Mask? That was made because of one guy's comment (not to mention how many other comments have influenced Zethariel), so it's entirely possible that he'll also have somepony see Chip(Wubs) and Twilight kissing...
Also, since I can't tell whether Zethariel is a guy or a girl (the username is kinda hard to discern that for me), I'm using "he" which, under circumstances such as these, can be non-gender specific...
Oh, that's too bad... it was pretty hilarious...
When I played Majora's Mask, I didn't get very far... in fact, on the third day, I didn't even have a single item, let alone a mask... but I've seen pics of the moon...
Image: http://i3.kym-cdn.com/entries/icons/original/000/009/820/moon-stares-at-link-in-the-legend-of-zelda-majoras-mask_288x288.jpgLike, this is serious creepy... like seriously... creepy...
Oh, and Chip made out with it... he's got serious guts... like seriously... gutsy...
Now, the real question is... if Chip made out with that thing... how did that work? The mouth to mouth ratio is a bit... off... I mean, for that thing, "tongue play" would be putting chip's entire body into it's mouth and moving him from one side of the mouth to the other and back again...
It's kinda disturbing, but you just can't help but wonder...
All's well that... continues... well. (This doesn't seem like an end.)
...
*After looking through the last paragraphs more closely...*
*sigh* This is why I don't normally do anything with "romance" fics. I don't read 'em. I don't write 'em. They're just WAY too complicated.
Plus, a migraine from over thinking stuff does not make writer's block any easier to get rid of.
...
Sorry for griping. It's mostly well-written. I'm sure someone else is already at work trying to find all your spelling and grammatical errors.
I was imagining something like that would happen with the pasta. But that you actually did it was pretty fun.
I am the person "Hired" for it but all chapters are posted around 4 am so I sleep when it happens.
Otherwise it is a "Post all faults you find in the comment section". If you found anything I did not then comment here it will be seen.
Also Chapterly report:
I found nothing major faulty that made me cringe(except the usual mix of Britain and USA english mix but I am soon learning to live with it. Just give me a couple of years and a spoon)
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Holy medaroli, such a stir over s simple breakfast scene 
Thanks! I can't still say definetly that the ship has sailed -- it all depends pretty much on Twilight. Chip doesn't grasp the concept of love, other than it being food. It will be very difficult if she actually develops something deeper towards him. Imagine having a tub of ice cream on a hot day near you, with a giant spoon in your head. And you can't eat it because it is your friend. So yeah, this may turn into another Chip torturing plot device 
Umm, I guess I need to add the Sad tag then, si?
My, Dauther, Maree. Spent 6 hours reading it, commenting and raging. I have a love/hate relationship with sad. I love to shed manly tears, while at the same time cursing the author for not selecting a different path.
Meh. I can't decide what is going to happen. I ain't forcing anything. I'm just a tool, a pair of eyes and hands hovering over the keyboard. If they end up in bed, I have no power over that 
And the story is being liked as it is because it's not afraid to explore new concepts, such as changeling psyche, their powers, culture... So I'll keep at it and be as freeform as I like
Thanks for the warning though, I am full aware of the 'dangers' -- even if people condemn my work at some point, I'll have a blast writing it nontheless
1 hour?! Dang, you're fast. Glad you liked! /)*(\
Don't count yer foals until they're conceived
There is something budding, but is it love? Or just a deep connection?
Spike felt like it. And nopony ever said it was very early when they woke up. Hint: They slept through most of the day.
Also, one kiss doesn't make you all over the other person, now does it?
Thanks! I have my readers to thank for the feature, I'm but a humble pair of hands that gives them the ability to spy on Chip and Twilight
I'm more or less fine, still not a pony though 
Zethariel is a male.
I read each and every comment that is posted -- I like how the story lives in-between chapters, with all you guys trying to guess what is going to happen Some ideas are fun to explore, others get warped and you get mad at me
This whole Rarity-seeing-them-kiss is tempting me to write another non-cannon intermission...
Tell me who, I'll help ya do it! I even have a katana or few on hand, we can cut him up to ribbons!
Gripe all you wish -- I'm eager to hear each and every opinion you guys have of this fic. I am a sucker for romance, especially the slow type one, where the love takes time and care to bud.
But I guess there aren't any romance tags in this story, huh? And there is a Dark one that hasn't been used that much...
Oy, it wasn't on purpose or anything!
Also, this is the 666 comment. MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. Time to write something suitably devilish.
I was mentioning one scenario.
Image: http://www.roboguzu.com/storage/post-images/yuzuki/majora/moon.bmp?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1269460867370But, it's fun teasing you
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Which one?
i love it, im glad theres a relationship between these two growing!
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