Space Invaders
You're a changeling!" she spat. "Can you even feel love?"
"I can feel your love." I pleaded desperately. "And that's good enough for me. Has been for fifteen years!"
"Ughhh, fine. You owe me a fuller explanation and a heck of an apology later. But right now, what do we do?"
"Stick together."
"Stick together?" she echoed incredulously. "That's your plan? Your species is destroying the city and your plan is just "Stick together?!"
"Hey," I said, shrugging, "It's worked for fifteen years. Why change it now?"
She rolled her eyes and growled. "Grrrr, you know, I really love and hate you right now. At the same time somehow."
"I know," I said, kissing her.
Then a drone kicked a hole in the closet door.
Roll With the Changes
"No way, get out. You are not 271 years old."
Cadance giggled. "It's true! Swear on a cupcake!"
"Well," Franton Lark, replied, "truth be told, you don't look a day over twenty-five."
"Aww, well aren't you a charmer! Shining Armor always said that too!"
"Shining Armor?" He you're ex-husband or something?"
Cadance stiffened a little and nodded.
"Why'd you split up?" Franton cautiously asked.
"Death," the alicorn corrected.
Her date's face contorted. "That's gonna be me someday isn't it?"
"Well, if you can survive this second date. But I wouldn't worry about it. You've got a long life ahead of you. For now, just focus on living. And impressing me. You know, like if you want a kiss at the end."