It was morning. As all my mornings go, I wake up next to Jessie. Except this time it wasn't Jessie, it was Nurse Redheart. I jumped back and fell off the bed, and noticed that my body was not my human one anymore, or that half transformed one. It was Chrysalis's.
I decided that it would be best for me to wake up Jessie, so I did just that. Normally, she's a light sleeper, and it doesn't take much to wake her up, but becoming Redheart has earned her Redheart's sleeping pattern, attitude, and the whole shebang. It took much more than just a nudge to get her awake and I ended up pushing her off the bed.
“Ugh, ‘at’s the big idea? Shoving me off the bed like that?” She said.
“good morning, Nurse Redheart’ I replied, with a smug look upon my face.
She checked herself over; just to make sure I wasn’t playing another little prank on her. She saw it all. The white fur, the pink mane, the hooves, the tail.She looked up to me, and saw Chrysalis instead of her boyfriend. She tried to scramble away into a corner, but with joints and bends in different places, it’s hard to move. She ended up on her back, flailing her limbs in the air, trying to get away from me. Honestly, from my point of view, it was hilarious.
Hers, though? Obviously not. She was scared out of her wits after seeing my face so close to hers. Back when she was human, the same thing happened. She never really got used to waking up next to me. Then again, we’ve only been living together for just over a month now. Then she saw herself. It’s not every day you wake up in a body that isn’t your own. Actually, in this case, I think it is her own, seeing as were ponies beforehand.
After her little freak out incident, I told that I had been practicing my newly acquired changeling magic. I also told her the one little problem I have: me feeding.
“I’m a changeling. I feed on love. Without it, I starve. And if I starve, I have no power to disguise myself so I can actually go out in public and, y’know, have supplies, like food. I say supplies because at some point someone is going to come here and they will see you in Redheart’s body, and they will make the government take you away.” I say to her, “so, we have to get out of the general area. We need to get out to the country. The middle of nowhere.”
“So, you’ve been practicing your magic? Let’s see it then.” Redheart says, completely ignoring my little rant about getting away.
I take the chance to show off my newly acquired skills at magic before it slips through my fing–erm, hooves. Once you get the hang of channeling magic, it’s relatively simple to use it to transform matter, mostly, me. At first it was a real bitch, but after getting through what I would call a ‘magic block’, I became a quick master. I’d probably say I was the best magic performer on Earth, but who knows how many other unicorns or changelings are out there.
-x-
“Do you hear that?” I asked.
“Hear what?” Redheart answered.
“The voices. They’re faint, but I can hear them.”
Redhearts ears swiveled around to try and find any voices other than our own.
“Nope. No voices are around except our own.”
“Then this means either one of two things. One, I’ve gone utterly mad because of this. Or two, the- ugh –‘hive mind’ theory is true.”
“What do you mean ‘hive mind’?”
I decide that now would be best to explain, in full detail, what the hive mind theory is. “The hive mind theory is a theory that says that Chrysalis has some form of telepathic connection between herself and all her drones. Think of the Borg, from Star Trek, but with Changelings instead.”
“So, what you’re saying is, is that you are starting to hear some of your own drones’ thoughts?” Redheart replies.
“Yes. I am. And the problem is, is that I don’t think there is a way to turn it off, or block it.” I say with a hint of annoyance. As I am saying this, I strain to hear what some of the voices are saying.
look, James, I don’t know what the hell we are or why we’re like this. All I know is that we are stuck this way for now.
Hey! Larry! Jane! Look at me! I’m human again!
What!? How?
I just thought really hard about being in my body again, and look! I am!
Just for fun I decide to tell them what they are and how they change.
you’re all changeling drones. Changelings are creatures which can shape-shift to any form they so desire. If you think about being in your human body, you’ll be in it. Be warned though, changelings feed off of the emotion of love. Changeling love is like poison to other changelings, so you must feed of someone else. Being in a form other than your changeling form will drain your energy.
They seem to be quiet for a few moments until one speaks up.
Well, that explains a lot, then.
I also leave them with a surprising little side note.
Oh, and by the way, I am your queen.
At first, and as I expected, they don’t believe me.
How do we know you are our Queen, and not another person gone changeling?
Because, how many other voices have you heard that claim that they’re your Queen?
“Chris.”
Uh, none. None so far have claimed that they’re our Queen. You’re the first, actually.
“Hello, Earth to Chris. Do you come in? Chris?”
See? That proves that I am your Queen.
“CHRIS!”
“Huh? What?”
“Chris, you were completely zoned out for about twenty minutes. What happened?”
“I was talking. It appears that there are three changelings out there going by the names Larry, James, and Jane.”
“Well, did you get any information on them? I kind of want to know if we’re not the only people that have gone from being humans to being ponies.”
“I can always ask, seeing as I have access to their telepathic conversations.”
"Of course you can," she deadpanned.
"Well..."
"Well, go on, talk to them. I'd like to know more."