Blue woke up. He looked around the room. Kydra was laying on her side, still snoring. He smiled and stood up, walking off. He walked down towards the lounge, which was by the hive combat simulator. From what Pharynx said, it was a Hearth’s Warming gift from Thorax.
He entered the lounge, which looked like a small coffee shop. There sat Mantis, Stinger, and Mitchell. It was usually used by changelings who used the simulator. So… not a lot of changelings.
He rested on the couch, watching as Mantis and Stinger played an early game of chess, while Mitchell was walking over to the combat simulator.
Mitchell walked over to a pedestal and placed his hoof on it. Blue watched the arena transform into a small market place in Saddle Arabia. Mitchell chuckled and walked in.
Blue walked over to one of the vending machines in the lounge. He slid a bit in and took out a soda. He chuckled and sat back. They sat there for a while, then Thorax walked in, looking at them.
“What are you guys doing in here?”
They looked over. “Just relaxing,” Blue said.
Thorax shook his head. “Well, you guys can’t take up all of the space,” he said, looking around. “I was planning to add some renovations to this place. Maybe let other changelings use it,” said Thorax, happily. “But that does mean you guys won’t be able to hang around here much longer.”
Mantis blinked. “Well, where do you want us to go?” he asked.
Thorax shrugged and sat next to Blue. “I dunno. But I want you guys to have somewhere to relax. Somewhere private where you can store your weapons and have your own personal combat simulator.” He laid his head on Blue’s shoulder. He gently nuzzled the blue-fanged changeling’s neck.
Blue giggled a bit. “H-Hey! That tickles!”
Thorax’s ears perked up and a grin forming on his face. “Really?”
Blue’s eyes widened and a blush formed on his face as he realized what he’d just said. “N-Nothing Thorax! Just… speaking without thinking…”
Thorax smirked. “Really? Because I’m pretty sure I heard you say that it tickles.”
Blue shook his head. “No it doesn’t!” he pouted.
Thorax smirked and grazed a hoof across Blue’s stomach, looking at the unreformed changeling’s expression.
Blue’s face twinged. “St-Stop that! Or else I’ll—”
Thorax chuckled. “You know you won’t hurt me, Blue,” the changeling King said smugly. He smiled, noticing how surprisingly soft Blue’s stomach was. “Heh, now I see why Ky likes resting her head on your belly,” Thorax said, nuzzling Blue’s stomach. “Your pillow skills are remarkable.”
Blue blushed, still holding back giggles. “Sh-Shut up!”
Thorax grinned playfully. “Heh, disrespect much?” he said, tracing a circle on Blue’s stomach, causing him to let out a very soft, but still audible giggle. Thorax’s grin only widened. “There it is!” he chirped before going all out on Blue’s belly.
Blue’s eyes widened and he started laughing. “Ahahaha! Nohohoho fahahahair!” the blue-fanged changeling squealed. Thorax only continued tickling.
“Tickle tickle tickle! Ah tickle tickle!”
“Hahahaha! Thorax! I’m sohohohorry!” Blue laughted, in incoherently falling onto Thorax’s lap, exposing his belly even more.
Stinger chuckled. “Heh, I thought you didn’t like being respected as king,” he said, a smug grin forming on his face.
Thorax looked over at him, still attacking the changeling’s belly. “Eh, it works sometimes. This is one of those times.” He smirked as he looked at the changeling under his hooves.
Blue squirmed. “Hahahahaha! Okay! Okahahahay! I’m sohohohorry!”
Thorax smiled and let him up. The Lieutenant sat up, only just to lay back down on Thorax’s lap. Thorax chuckled and rubbed his head. “Tired much?”
“Whatever…” Blue yawned. “I will bury you in those old underground military barracks.”
“Oh yeah, now you’re gonna get it.” Before Thorax attacked Blue’s stomach again, he paused. “Wait, old military barracks? Blue you’re a genius!”
Blue looked up at Thorax. “I am?”
Thorax nodded. “We can turn those old barracks into the Fang Gang’s personal headquarters!”
Mantis smiled. “Huh, that’s actually a good idea.”
Stinger nodded. “Yeah. Maybe Borax can help with that.”
Thorax smiled. “Great thinking Bluey!” he said, grazing his hoof across Blue’s belly again.
“Hehehe! Hey! Only Kydra can call me ‘Bluey’!” He paused. “And Broken. And Zenex…” he admitted, still laying on Thorax’s lap.
Thorax chuckled, watching a pink cloud take up Blue’s face. “Better add my name to that list Bluey. ‘Cause I’m gonna be calling you that for a while.”
“Aww!” Mantis and Stinger cooed at the same time.
“Sh-Shaddup you two…”
~~~
Blue sat at a table with the other Fangs. He chuckled, looking at them. Broken smiled. “So, how are you fellas liking the renovations?”
The others nodded.
“I mean, it’s less cramped than the lounge,” Dagger remarked.
“True,” Mitchell replied.
Broken nodded. “Now, I know you wanna get all settled in, but we still have work to do.” He walked over to a white board. “As you can see, there’s a building up here. This is where a group of terrorists called the Fallen Blade. A group of ponies, griffons, and maybe a few others.”
Broken continued going on, but Blue wasn’t paying attention. He was looking at Tempest. He sighed and looked up to Broken, but then…
‘You’ll know what to do.’
Blue’s head snapped over to Tempest and his vision started going distorted as his hoof reached for his crossbow. He struggled to keep his hoof still as he pointed it at Tempest...
“Blue!”
The Lieutenant’s head raises up. He saw Broken staring at him. “Huh? What happened?”
“You fell asleep and missed the entire briefing.”
Blue shook his head. “What are we doing?”
Broken smiled. “We’re going after one of the Blade’s leaders. He’s holding zebra prime minister Zanzibar hostage.” The Captain smirked and held one of his forehooves up. Blue watched as a blade appeared from Broken’s armor. “Whadda say? You in?”
Blue stared at Broken’s hoof, then grabbed it. “Yeah. All in.”