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Some Leech


I...I am a monument to all your sins...

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This story is a sequel to Humbling Healthcare


After many weeks of scheming, Chrysalis has successfully infiltrated the Canterlot Castle to get some much-needed revenge. She's spent weeks carefully perfecting her routine, flawlessly becoming a maid for her foe, and she can practically taste victory on her tongue - or so she thinks...

Artwork by Xarakayx and edited by Evan (Twitter @evan555alpha)

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Oh one of my favorite series just got another chapter! I’m gonna love this.

Excited to read this one!

Oh, nice. There's not enough of something like this...

very cute!!

Very cute indeed!!

Bit too obvious, but well written.

Chrissie, honey...you know we love you, but...(sigh) you're just...too stupid...

*takes off glasses, rubs bridge of nose* Chrysalis? Just like I used to tell my daughter when she would do something stupid: "It's a good thing you're cute."

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could be worse at least they don't literaly kill eachother every time they meet like they do in twilight gets a puppy (There both true immortals in that one, they regenerate faster then deadpool as a result)

I'm curious to see where this goes.

Hilarious. I love this series you got going in here. Hope there’s more in the future.

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There will be
Stay tuned

Constructing a facade and a backstory for herself had been a simple affair, claiming she was a unicorn from the far-flung village of Sire’s Hollow, yet she was taken aback by just how easy it had been to get hired.

Yup, absolutely no chance it was too easy...

“Quint!” Gertrude blared, hobbling over and shaking a cane at the disguised Queen. “We do not talk back to the Princesses!”

How high is Gertrude on Chrysalis' have-revenge-later list?

The way she saw it, things were about to go one of two ways; either she was finally going to discover something tactically useful to levy against Celestia, or she was going to get worked to the bone by some onerous, likely demeaning task.

Considering who the author is the possibilities are endless...

In a way, she almost felt bad for Celestia. The ancient alicorn was old, even older than herself, and she’d done so little with her life - sure she’d founded an empire, united the pony tribes, ruled a continent, and brought peace throughout nearly every corner of the globe, but anypony could do that!

:trollestia:: "And yet you failed doing even that!"


Good story!
I enjoyed reading it.

Hmm, let's see how this develops...

How dare they?! Everyone knows bugbutt is the most flawless bugbutt to every bugbutt.

“No,” Luna answered. Stopping by the exit, she looked over her shoulder at the Queen. “Celestia said she was going to fetch you a new outfit. Given how amused my sister is with you, in spite of my protests, it would behoove you to stay in her good graces. Make no mistake, Chrysalis, the only reason you’re here is because you’re allowed to be here.”

Oh boy. When you re-read the story, knowing Celestia knew Chrysalis was in her presence this can only mean one thing.

Extending and waving a wing, Celestia slowed. “You don’t have to stay behind me - in fact, come up here and trot by my side.”

“As you wish,” Chrysalis hissed, begrudgingly doing as she was told.

As the metamorphosed changeling moved up to her side, Celestia smiled. “I must admit, the uniform looks quite good on you, though I was a bit disheartened that Gertrude had to have your attire specially tailored.”

Chrysalis grinned and peeked over at her regal host. “It wasn’t too expensive ~ was it? I’d hate for the royal coffers to be drained for such a frivolous expense.”

“Oh the price was of no consequence,” the Princess glibly stated. “I was referring to the fitting of your outfit. As shameful as it may sound, I feel like seeing a typically sized ensemble would look quite appealing on you.”

Scrunching her snout, Chrysalis peered down the hallway. Though her disguise was flawless, she was still a fair bit taller than the average mare - so tall that her attire had to be lengthened slightly to fit her properly. Distracted by her thoughts, wondering why in the world the Princess would wish to see her traipsing about in something that failed to fully cover her legs, she faltered when she felt something tug at the hem of her dress.

“I may ask Gertrude to make an exception for you,” Celestia hummed, lifting the fabric and exposing the maid’s knees. “Would you be opposed to wearing something a bit more unique?”

The question was as bizarre as it was inappropriate, fracturing Chrysalis’ composure. “What is wrong with you?”

Smirking and rolling her eyes, Celestia trotted ahead and past her gobsmacked employee. “Forgive me, I believe ponies should take pride in their appearance. You’re an attractive young mare with your whole life ahead of you - as such, I see no harm in letting your radiance shine through for all to admire ~ wouldn’t you agree?”

Celestia lowered her gaze, looking down at the moldering remnants of the maid’s uniform on the burnished marble floor, and grimaced. “I’ll go fetch you a new outfit - one that fits you as I choose. Do try to behave yourself in my absence.”

Celestia kept Chrysalis around because Celly was checking the Queen out!

Oh, Celestia, you're such a player!

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