WN: Due to (un)popular demand, here's Chapter 2! Let's see if we can make this the most disliked fic on FiMFiction! I do have a fave, though. Lines in Italics are direct from the original RP. Additional stuff and satirical comments are not in italics. If you want to ignore my random stupid satire, just read the italics.
"What is this place?'' Pupa said. Well, clearly she could not read, as there were signs saying "Welcome to the White House!" Also, the house was White. So that's a fucking hint for you.
"Shall we disguise...?" Cocoon suggested. Good plan, disguise as a human, then blow up the Whit- Oh, you meant so you can talk to the President? Right. *hides bomb*
''Great plan. As what? Humans?'' Pupa asked. No, as ducks, you brain damaged twat.
Cocoon shapeshifts into Barack Obama and, not having wings anymore, falls to the ground. "OUCH! SHIT!" Fun Fact - Humans can't fly!
A senator walks up. "M-Mr President?" The Senator was called Jim, because I'm too lazy to think of a decent name. Say Hi to Jim, guys!
"Whoops. Disguise, disguise...'' Pupa muttered, trying to come up with a decent disguise before the senator noticed her. ''A-ha! I got it!'' She said, shapeshifting into... The Pope. This is funny, because both of the people who contributed to this story are Atheist. Ha. That's funny.
The Senator Blinked. "Y-Your holiness? Your presidentness? W-What are you...?" They're existing, you idiot. That's what they're doing. Now go fuck off and... bomb a country, or something.
Cocoon silently levitated a brick and hit the senator from behind. Yay, Cocoon finally learned Violence IS the answer! Wait, is it? Or is it not? I can never remember which one it is...
''Okay. That works too.'' Pupa said. Congratulations Pupa, you understand the concept of knocking someone out with a brick!
Cocoon closed his (well, Obama's) eyes and focused. "It seems we are near the 'White House', where the Princess of this world lives." Princess? Are you fucking kidding me? Also, I really need to think of a better excuse as to why my OC can learn random facts like this. Maybe it's a Chromebook in his brain. Wait, I already suggested that, didn't I? Fuck it.
''The Princess of this world, huh...'' Pupa said before she heard the noise of a jet making a fly-by over the White House. ''WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING?!'' Pupa yelled. It's a jet.
A businessman blinked at Pupa before hurrying along "The Pope seems pissed..." Haha, this guy needs a name. I'll ask Twitter. Okay, I'm back, and Twitter suggested I call him "Asshole McCapitalist". Okay.
Cocoon whimpers. "A big bird." Jets aren't birds.
''WHY DO THESE BIRDS MAKE THAT AWFUL NOISE?!'' Pupa yelled. 1. It's not a bird; 2. It's called an engine.
"Beats me... My magic can only tell me so much..." Cocoon gulped. Wait, did I seriously just put that? Fuck, now I've ruined the Chromebook idea, and now I can't have an excuse for his OP power. Any suggestions, readers?
''... Who am I disguised as, anyway?'' Pupa muttered. The Pope.
"...someone called Pope, and he apparently believes in a supernatural being called God and persuade others to do so as well." he said. Sounds about right. Sounds like 99% of Socialists, too.
''God?'' Pupa said, blinking. ''I've heard that term before. Don't humans believe in some big invisible dude who created the universe named God? That Lyra Heartstrings or what's she called told me about her. When I was disguised as Bon-Bon.'' Her? God is female in Equestria? makesperfectsense.png
"Yes. And apparently they all go on Sundays to worship him." Cocoon smirked. Of course they do. It's God. If thou doest not bow down to him, thou shalt be sinner.
''Sounds like humans are idiots. Even more so than the average Changeling.'' Pupa said. ''Anyway, what now?'' Humans ARE idiots. Unless they're a capitalist.
"We speak to Obama." Cocoon transformed back into his Changeling form and teleported into the White House's main office. I cannot wait to see what Obama's reaction is to this. Wait, I've already seen it in the RP, haven't I? Hmph.