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// Wake up, possibly not dead 
// Story: Things Change 
// by Equimorto 
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"I brought the right books this time, sorry about before. I asked Luna and she told me you were-" Twilight finally entered the room and saw the changeling lying in a hospital bed "-here..."
"Hi Twilight," said Celestia from the other side of the room, an empty plate with some crumbs on her side.
"What's happening here?" asked the purple pony while pointing to Chrysalis.
"Oh, that? She passed out a couple of hours ago. The doctors say she is love-starved and has entered a hibernation period."
"And what are we going to do about it?"
"Well, we put her in the bed."
Twilight stared at the other alicorn for a couple of seconds. Celestia just stared back.
"You do realise we can't just leave her there, right?"
"Oh, Twilight, you silly, of course we can. This isn't the only hospital bed in Canterlot, you know, it's not like we'll need to use it for someone else. She can stay there for as long as is necessary."
"She isn't going to get up if we do nothing. She'll be there forever, do you get that?"
"Yes."
The two just stared at each other for a while.
"Isn't that a bit unethical?" asked Twilight.
"You and your fancy neologisms, Twilight. It's not like we're doing anything wrong."
"Depriving a living creature of her life and leaving her to sleep for all eternity as she slowly consumes her last shreds of energy?"
Celestia blinked. "Well at least nobody knows she's here."
"She scared half the castle's staff to death, she was seen in a room full of journalists, and you announced her presence to your guards. I think they know."
"That's just their word. What is it worth against mine, or yours, or Luna's? All they have are witnesses, Twilight, and without empirical evidence they can't prove anything."
"And what about the changeling-shaped hole in the window?"
"Well, it's just an alicorn-shaped hole. We'll blame it on Luna."
"It's a changeling-shaped hole, Celestia. You can see the holes in the legs. Because someone decided the windows needed to be frozen in time so they wouldn't age, so the parts that weren't hit are still floating there."
A frown came over Celestia's face. "Oh. We can always break the rest."
"Yeah. It's not like the pictures were on the cover of literally every newspaper in the country. A couple of them had them on the third page."
Celestia slowly got up and moved towards Twilight. "My faithful student, I must ask you to car-"
"Nope. You're not pulling that whole 'please take care of this problem because I'm too lazy to do it myself' on me again, I already got my promotion and the moment you try that I'm teleporting out of here and declaring Ponyville an independent nation. You got yourself in this mess, you are going to deal with it."
"I taught you well, Twilight. Too well. Fine!" she said, turning to the changeling, "Fine, I'll do it! Stupid changelings and their stupid holes. Why do they have holes anyway?"
"That would be your fault," chimed in Twilight.
Celestia gave an annoyed sigh. "Remind me to retcon that. Now, how do we get her out of this?"
"Have you tried loving her?"
"Oh shut up! This doesn't make any sense. I mean, I didn't really like her that much, but there were definitely a couple of times where I didn't hate her in the last days. I even hugged her. And I'm not the only one who did. How can she be starving when we gave her love?"
"Maybe she wasn't taking it?" asked Twilight, her nature having the better over her will to not interfere, "Maybe she forgot how to drain love and she hasn't been eating all this time? If that's the problem then we could just explain to her that she needs to feed on love, once she wakes up. The problem is, how do we wake her up?"
Celestia teleported away and returned with another slice of cake, beginning to munch on it as she watched Twilight trying to solve the issue. "Maybe not too well," she silently chuckled to herself.
Twilight stopped in her pacing back and forth across the room. "I got it! This is clearly a defence mechanism to prevent a changeling queen from starving to death, but it would be utterly useless if all it did was make her sleep. That means it's designed to keep her safe while her changelings hunt for more love, so while in this state she should be able to naturally absorb the love they bring her. Now we just need a changeling to feed her some love and she should wake up." Twilight froze as she realized something. "Wait. I just solved this for you, didn't I?"
"Yep."
Twilight decided that was a good time to introduce her face to the jamb. "I'll go call a changeling," she said, the sound kind of muffled by how her face was pressed on the surface.
"No need for that," said Celestia, "Elytron, dear, did you hear what Twilight said?"
The plate in the corner of the room transformed into a changeling. "Yes, Your Highness," he said before heading towards Chrysalis.
Twilight watched in shock. "You use them as plates? Do you not have a morality?"
"Well, I am immortal, so I guess you know the answer."
"I didn't say- Oh wait what is he doing?"
"It looks like he's transferring his love to Chrysalis."
"That looks... Why-Why does it look like he's..."
"Barfing?"
"Yeah, yeah I think I'm going to do that."