//------------------------------// // Nerd Problems // Story: It's Not A Love Story // by Forgetful //------------------------------// "So I was cleaning up Her Majesty's bedroom and found this on the closet floor." A female guard changeling proudly wore a wig exploding forth in wild tangles. "What is it?" A male guard questioned confused. "I dunno, but I look like Maredusa! ~ Hissy, hissy, hissy!!" The guard shook her head side to side laughing loudly. Chrysalis slowly trotted down the dark dreadful hallway, her hoof steps halting in front of the jester trying to impersonate a guard. "Snooping around my private quarters?" She hissed much like a snake about to strike. "Your Majesty!?" The male squealed frightened. "Snooping for garbage, ma'am." The female took a serious stance, a strong contrast to the messy wig hiding her face. "If you enjoy garbage so much, I order you to clean out the lower dungeons!" Chrysalis yanked the wig off her subject hatefully. "But there are twenty tons of…" Her large pink hues watched in terror, Chrysalis's eyes burning bright like hot coals. "Right away!" The guards both bolted down the hallway at top speeds. "I hate kids." Chrysalis sighed dragging her hooves into the dark chamber to her right. Her room was ice cold to the touch, devoid of any emotional sentiments at all. A howl of wickedness clung to the air above, as dark green colored flames lit her room in an eerie glow of pure evil. Indeed this was an area that all would fear, and the mere sight haunting the innocent for at least a hundred moons. Making sure the coast was clear and the door locked, Chrysalis happily swung the wig upon her head with a joyous sigh of relief. She hated being stern with her children, but they needed a guardian that they could fear, one who could toughen them up against the injustices of this world. Booping the snoot of a nearby changeling bust. The whole room was transformed in a flash of bubbly pinks and powder blues, a wall shifting open as a shelf of Power Pony figures proudly showcased. Posters of Death Oat, Llama 1\2, and Doki Doki Friendship Club unraveling across the walls. Her dark shadowy bed lowering into the floor, replaced by a bright pink affair overflowing with various Ponymon Plushies. Chrysalis was quick to plop onto her bed in defeat, floating her Gamecolt over from under the sheets. That dork had to ruin their secret meetings by getting all mushy on her. She enjoyed the adrenaline of sneaking away into the void to cosplay or Larp, it was a rare moment in her life to not be seen as a complete monster. Shining Armor understood that sometimes it was nice to be somepony else. To allow all your worries to fade away, be the creature that others just wouldn't understand. But now he wanted to go public, to risk losing this time which had become not totally annoying. "That foalish oaf!" Chrysalis tossed the miniature console onto the floor with a thud. "If I refuse his offer, he'll think I'm ashamed of him!" Chrysalis snapped her jaws shut in growing anger. "But if I just waltz up into the palace, I'll be arrested for sure!!" Chrysalis groaned thoughts of rotting away in a cell haunting her mind, or worse yet getting stoned by the princesses. That'd be embarrassing. "I'll just tell him tough cookies, we're not going to his place!" She floated a hay burger out of her hoodie lacklusterly before taking a rather large chomp. "You invited a pony over to play?" Cadence narrowed her eyes slowly towards her husband confused. "It's more of an acting exercise, but yes." Shining flipped his cloak off to the floor, giving a large stretch before walking over to his wife's bed. "Do I know him?" Cadence giggled playfully as she rolled onto her side. "It's a she, and yes." Shining knew he had to play this just right, or his wife would certainly lose her mind. Cadence gave a tiny scrunch of her muzzle from hearing a certain pronoun, her lower lip curling into a tiny pout as if trying not to yell. "You never said, you were hanging out with a mare." The alicorn smacked her lips with a loud pop. "Does it matter?" Shining quirked a brow. "How would you like it, if I vanished with a bunch of stallions!?" Cadence quickly lifted up to her haunches, both hooves crossing over her chest. "You do every day, our Royal Guards!" Shining closed both eyes with a grunt. "It's not the same! ~ When you said you were going off to play make-believe…" Cadence spoke with a sharp sting to her voice. "It's an acting EXERCISE!" Shining snapped back as both hooves lifted high defensively. "You never said it was with some… Tart!" Cadence let an extra loud snort escape her nostrils. "She's not a tart, she's more like a harmless Tsundere… maybe with a few yandere tendencies?" Shining stumbled over his words nervously. "What does that even mean!?" Cadence flashed a very flustered look of confusion. Before Shining could even offer an explanation, his wife smacked him upside the head with a pillow. Her pink hooves pointing towards the door, as her once gentle gaze had ignited with the flames of jealousy. "Out!" Cadence huffed in anger. "C'mon it's late and…" Shining watched as his wife floated his first edition of Power Ponies over towards the room's lit fireplace. "Fine, I'll sleep in the kitchen!" Shining rolled out of the bed with a thud. In a matter of moments, the door to his sanctuary was slammed shut. His world cast into the darkness of the night, if she was this angry at finding out his friend was female, what would happen when it was revealed to be a certain bug? Shining thought he should hide away any collectibles first, before pushing the subject further. If she could just see this was an excellent chance at redemption, he knew her mindset would change for the better. But that was a level for another day. For now, it was game over.