//------------------------------// // 15: Tied to a third brick. // Story: Strange Letters from a Queen Bug Horse // by Roadie //------------------------------// You had no backup plan. I'm sure of that. One of my changelings arrived just in time to see five of those mares battered and bruised and the sixth in a place that, with a dragon of my temperament, would have made her a quick snack. I'm working with you for my own sake, Celestia. We need the Elements. Both of us. Sombra's coming back and whatever little tricks you used to get rid of him last time won't be enough—and if he overcomes that pitiful herd of half-wits you call a guard force, how am I supposed to sustain my changelings? Power of friendship, intra-pony bonds, blah, blah, blah, yes, yes, I get that. But you can't just rely on that! Not everything goes according to your schemes! Hasn't the trouble I've been causing for you already taught you that lesson? If you're not going to prepare for these things properly, I'll be operating my own fallback plans. Those mares are already quite happy with their new friend for helping them get down off the mountain, you know.