A little while ago he had been woken up to the sound of his fellow larva hissing loudly as they milled about the chamber. The large insectile equine was diligently watching over them and he had been following her about as she worked. When one of the larva tried to leave through the caverns entrance a green glow surrounded it and the would-be fugitive was deftly plucked into the air before being returned to the center of the room.
Another had started to expel a foul smelling black liquid from its rear end and large creature tutted at it while moving the grub quickly to a patch of moss. The moss swiftly absorbed the excrement leaving only a hint of remaining odor.
Occasionally another of the smaller insect creatures would enter the room, weave through a small minefield of crawling grubs and speak to the larger creature. Sometimes they would converse only briefly, while others would be discussing something for so long that they ended up host to the larva in the room. The grubs would then have to be extracted from the holes in the visitor’s legs before they could leave. Always the smaller creatures would bow their heads to the larger one before exiting.
Ugh... I really wish I could understand them. He though. I’m getting tired of just worming around. Oh great, now I feel like somethings about to come out of me… I better go into that green stuff. And there it goes. Wow that green stuff eats it fast. I guess I did the right thing because she seems to be happy about it. Yeah I did the right thing, she’s nuzzling me with her face. She noticed that one over there is going now, he’s missing the green stuff. Off she goes to stop him. Now what does this guy want…
One of the other grubs had crawled over and started hissing at him. It pressed its head against his own and started to push him back. Between the hissing at him and spraying him with spittle, he wasn’t very pleased about the larva doing… whatever it was doing.
Dipping his head low, he used his horn to reach under the other larva, then with a combination of the grub’s own pushing and his lifting, he sent it flipping over his back. It make a loud confused squeak before it rolled to a stop against the larger creatures hoof.
She’s saying something to it. Now she is nosing it. He observed as the grub started crawling up one of her legs and then settled into an empty hole. Now she talking to me again. Maybe she didn’t see what happened… she doesn’t look mad. Wait, can the other larva understand her and just I can’t? No, I don’t think they can because that one over there still isn’t going in the green stuff even though she keeps putting him in it… She’s laying down, I better back up a little.
Not to long later the two creatures he first met after hatching returned. He thought it was them anyway, from the combination of their scent and the slightly blue tint of their neck crests. Something made a banging sound outside the room, causing their ears to perk straight up. They paused briefly at the door, covering the front of their muzzles with a hoof while giggling, and then trotted up to the large creature.
One of them said something before bowing its head and offered a pile of little squirming insects with a few ripe berries mixed in to the larger creature. The larger creature must have said something positive before she started to gobble up the meal because the two smaller creatures stood a little taller now, giving off a sense of pride. He noticed one of them looked down at him, and so he stared back up at her.
Once the large creature finished eating she stood up and stretched her back out while saying something to the smaller two creatures. They both opened their mouths and a strange pink vapor was drawn from them, then inhaled by the larger creature. For some reason the sight and smell of the pink mist made his stomach growl. It must have tasted good because the large creature made a contented sound before she started discussing something with the smaller creatures.
Giving a nod, one of the smaller creatures left the room and returned in short order with something rectangular, glowing green and floating in the air behind them. It was a box with six holes, each with a different colored ball in it. The rectangular object was placed down in front of him while the balls separated from the box and floated above. The larger creature then said something to him, motioned with her head to the floating orbs, and waited.
Okay… you want me to watch the balls? He through, glancing between her and the floating objects. Alright, I’m watching now what? Now they are going back into the holes in the box and now they are floating out again. Now they are sitting on the ground. Why are they watching me? They want me to put the balls away don’t they…? I guess I could pick them up with my mouth. I’ll put this one away first, it’s the same one that went in first before. Alright it’s back in its spot. She’s smiling and nodding at me, so guess this is what she wants. So it was the yellow one, then blue, then white… Was it orange or pink next…? I know purple was last. I think it was orange, then pink, then purple. There, all done.
The three creatures now stood around him chattering to each other excitedly. The larger creature said something to the smaller ones who nodded to her in response and then went around the room, stopping at each grub to feeding them. Lowering herself down next to him, the larger creature produced his own meal. It looked different this time through, almost like it was glowing pink. It was strange how something that first disgusted him now looked so enticing. He greedily ate it without hesitating.
you do quick work, I hope that means you're enjoying this as much as I am and that more is to come.
This is a Intresting story keep it up
Got a feeling Chrysalis hasn't done this much mothering in years. Probably the majority of the old hive were not directly her own and she left the laying of eggs mostly to breed mothers and raising of grubs mostly to nursemaids. Parenting changes a person and I imaging years of not doing the mother side of being a Queen effected her too.
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Maybe, but fact is we know next to nothing about Queen Chrysalis past. We don't even know what her age is, or how old she can get. Which is one thing a lot of writers here have capitalized on and written some great stories.
Looking good so far! I'm interested to see which direction you take with this.
Interesting story, anxious to see where it'll go
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Well if she's like and Alicorn I think most modern Changelings are her descendants not her direct kids, explaining how for example Ocelleus has a mother, father and two siblings. If at some point she turned over the majority of egg laying to dedicated brood mothers and occasional changeling pairs(how better to pose as a pony family than just live in a family unit?) She would have spent a long time not directly bonding with her changelings. Spending all her time planning and obsessing. Why would Thorax and Phyrax be her children, mostly comes to the fact third "reformed" forms are larger(though one joke fic points all leaders in MLP are bigger than their subjects) and Cyrsalis seemed to take Thorax's betrayal extra personal.
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A lot of the time the leaders are also female ^^
I can see Changelings being able to have there own families, as for Oculus I barely know anything about her. I stopped watching the show after the Bats episode with Flutterbat.
Mmm
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Fixed it. Please let me know if you run into any more mistakes. Ty
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Fixed. Please let me know if you find anything else. Thanks
You really need to give these things a once over. Oh, and its 'donned' for putting something on, not 'dawned'. Its interesting, albeit a bit slow, but the minor mistakes all over the place is irksome.
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I fixed the mistake.
Short summary typo:
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Some really awesome episodes came after Bats and we got a good number on Changelings.
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fixed
"didn't see what happen" should be "happened"
"made his stomach grow" should probably be "growl"?
Just wait until your first molt!
To recap: The nursemaids were being flirty with Phasmid, and this somehow caused his helmet to fall off.
My theory is that when he gets aroused, his head fin extends. Just like Dr. Zoidberg during his species mating season.
One hell of a Story
again, text to speech. a real lifesaver if no one is able to catch these errors for you
Have text error.
Seeing this from the other end was pretty interesting; the MC definitely seems to be over-anylising to an extent which does make sense
His grub-fu is strong.
Changeling life cycle at its finest I wonder why we have so few of them?
Only booping the larve would make it cuter
Edit: 10.12.2021 As a offical Author i can answer my own question now:
Because writing it is quite the Challange.
Royal Jelly treat for the cutest and smartest of them all
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Long live the new king to be if this is true. This is a guess and not a spoiler because I have no clue if it's true
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I auto read text to speech this story without joke plus 100+ times. This is one of my favorit Changeling can be wholesome story
My story are rather humor and juicy.
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Being imortal is hard. To see once beloved die over time. Many stories like to have depicted Celestia and Chrysalis grow more distant to other to save their hearts more pain...
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Indeed! Some make Chrysalis older than stone work, while other make her a teenager on a power trip. I can recommend some awesome Changeling stories
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Re-watching it helps enjoy Fimfiction creations even more. 'Twilight has a Puppy' and many other great stories love to fill plot holes and logic loops...
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I hate the Rainbowpuke bugs, but only because they basically become Hippies without setiouse development.
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So hilarious in other storys, it itches and getting out of it isn't as easy as being a Snake...
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I didn't even think about that!
Genius idea
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Yep, it helps a blood lot...
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And suddenly I see the death by adorable with a head bandana chopping at head with the hoovesies.
*heart gives out, to adorable to take it*
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Only cuter the being a Cuddlebug in black?
Being royal as well ♡
Maybe a early stimulating of the Larve can help get smarter nymphs. Toys and interaction seem to be the keys to it.
Will he ever get his memories back? Or is he just going to retain his general intellect?
I guess he likes playing with balls. Diggity.
This story inspired one of my stories, great entertainment and inspiration is to be found here ♡