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// Sequel 
// Story: The Five Second War 
// by Jest 
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Chrysalis sighed, tapping her hoof against her chair impatiently. Before her were a trio of advisors the queen had called to her private quarters in Canterlot castle. Each one was the same as the last, smart but not too smart, strong but not too strong, and with a clipboard held before them.

"Love storage is going well though we've found that most ponies find the process rather disconcerting so we've taken to storing it away from prying eyes," remarked one of the identical changelings. "To that end, we've begun to use the warehouses you acquired after your last meeting with the pony called Frothy Mug."

"Yes yes I remember," Chrysalis exclaimed, waving a hoof at the male. "Tell me something I don't know."

"Uh, that's pretty much it. Love collection and storage are all going according to plan," the changeling replied.

Chrysalis sighed, turning to the next changeling in line. "And let me guess. Our efforts to ensure none of those pompous so-called nobles start anything is going well?"

The changeling nodded. "The blueblood block were considering introducing a bill that would sneakily classify changelings as animals but that was dealt with swiftly."

Chrysalis blinked, sitting a little straighter in her chair. "Well, that is interesting news. That foppish fool and his underlings are difficult to persuade. How did you manage to do so?"

The advisor glanced to his fellows before gulping. "We uh... didn't."

"What do you mean you didn't? Who did then?" Chrysalis demanded.

"Apparently Celestia heard about it as well and killed the bill before it could get anywhere," answered the changeling.

"That is... interesting," Chrysalis admitted, turning to the last male in line. "And you. How have our efforts to sway public opinion been going?"

"Remarkably easy," the last advisor replied somewhat hesitantly. "So much so that I wonder if we overestimated these ponies."

"Probably Celestia again..." Chrysalis muttered. "What is that mare's game?"

"Regardless. That is everything my queen," stated the changeling. "Unless you require anything more from us?"

Chrysalis shook her head. "No. You may return to your duties. I must prepare for my meeting with the ponies pathetic elected officials."

"Then we look forward to your victory, my queen," they announced in unison.

"yes..." Chrysalis muttered, sinking into her chair. "As do I."