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// Story: The Royal Nanny 
// by sc2_Nightmare 
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“Impossible! How could these ponies defeat me again!” The Queen is outraged. Stomping up and down in the small cave she was forced to retreat to as her hive fell and her subjects betrayed her. “And my own creations turning against me! How dare they! The sheer, inconceivable audac-” Her ramblings are abruptly interrupted as her last loyal drone comes to her ‘chambers’.
“My Queen!” the drone proclaims upon stepping past the tethered rag they used as a makeshift curtain to separate the Queen’s chambers from the rest of the cave. “You have returned.”
“So you haven’t gone blind or deaf in my absence,” she scoffs at what was basically the disappointing remains of her once mighty Queendom while rolling her eyes. “Yes, my Queen. I am blessed to be able to witness your magnificence.” Well, at least the little toady was good at exactly what Chrysalis needed right now; stroking her ego.
“My Queen, did your plan work? Did you get the Elements?” At least at most times he was. “The constructs were faulty. They were destroyed.”
“My Queen? Was it maybe... I mean... It has been a while...” She knew exactly where he was going with this, but she could not let him speak it. He would start to question her strength, maybe even her leadership and would eventually leave her like all the other traitors.
“I AM THE QUEEN OF CHANGELINGS!” He instantly throws himself to the ground and grovels before her. “I am your GODDESS! I am the center of your world and the only reason you exist! I. AM. NOT. WEAK!”
“O-o-of course not, my Queen. Please, forgive me,” the drone whimpers. “You are forgiven.” “Thank you, my Queen. You are most generous, my Queen.” With every mention of the words 'my Queen' he bows deeper and deeper.
She motions for him to rise, but he stays cowering on the ground. “You may rise,” she states, slowly losing her patience.
“My Queen, there is still a little problem...” She lets out a big sigh, which on its own would already make it clear enough that she was fed up with having to take care of everything herself and says: “And that is?”
“We are..." he pauses and the Queen can hear him swallowing hard. "...out of food,” the drone concludes meekly.
She whips around, picks him up with her magic and presses him against the wall at her eye level. Mere heartbeats later she stands in front of him, close enough for her breath to condensate on his chitinous face. “Why did I leave you here?” she presses out through gritted teeth.
“To... To resupply the food,” he responds apologetically.
“And what did you do?”
“I... I tried to resupply the food.” The drone tries to find any ledge to hold onto so he would not be just held up by the Queens magic, but there is none.
“Then why are we out of food?” she asks, not any calmer.
“I... I did not find any,” the drone presses out as his breathing becomes more and more strained.
Chrysalis finds herself in a mood to simply kill him. And she would too, if it didn’t mean she really would have to do everything by herself. So she releases him with another huge sigh. The drone slides down the slope of the wall and catches his breath.
“Very well," Chrysalis states after a brief moment of collecting her thoughts. "We should change our location anyways. We have been staying here for too long.” She slowly struts towards the exit of the cave.
“O-Of course my... my Queen." The drone gets back on his hooves and follows her. "Where should we go, my Queen?”
Chrysalis stops in the moth of the cave and looks back at her last subject from the corner of her eye. “I have a taste for...” A disturbingly evil grin sneaks onto Chrysalis’ face, “crystals.”