//------------------------------// // Wait...what? // Story: Do...You? // by Dr Atlas //------------------------------// “So, let me get this straight, Pinkie...was making out...with one of those bugs?” Applejack nodded. “That’s right, Cadance, but last ah heard, Twi said that the bug was brainwashin’ Pinkie to make her do it. Kinda like what Chrysalis did to Shining.” Shining rubbed his head. “Don’t remind me.” Cadance shook her head. “But, that can’t be right, only the queen can control minds, not her subjects.” Dash raised an eye. “How do you know so much about changelings?” Cadance crossed her hooves. “Being ponynapped by them is one way of knowing, plus, Chrysalis wouldn’t shut up about how great their race is when I was with them.” “Villain monologue?” Applejack said. Cadance nodded. “Villain monologue.” She sighed. “I’m surprised I survived the two hour speech before she threw me in the caves.” Rarity cleared her throat. “But that still doesn’t explain what happened to Pinkie, why would she just...just…” She shivered. “I dare not even say it.” Dash flew up to her. “Why would she start doin’ the horizontal hustle with a changeling in the middle of battle?” Rarity gasp and immediately fainted from the thought, luckily, Fluttershy was able to catch her. Rainbow Dash pointed and laughed. Applejack took off her stetson and smacked Dash with it. “Now’s not the time, Rainbow.” Dash rubbed her head. “I was just making a joke, you saw how she acted. Unlike us who could handle seeing it.” Applejack smirked. “Last ah remember, you had your wings up so high I could see ‘em a mile away. Tryin’ to tell us somethin’?” Rainbow Dash blushed. “W-Well, your hat probably still has pull marks from not wanting to see it. Are you trying to tell us something?” AJ’s face went scarlet. “I’d rather not see mah friend gettin’ down and dirty with some changeling, unlike you who couldn’t help but watch.” “I wasn’t-” “Ahem!” Cadance yelled, “Can you please tell me what else happened? I’d really like to know how a changeling was able to get on a pony’s good side. Chrysalis told me, in her rant, that changelings haven’t been in a real relationship in a long time.” Dash sat back down and said, “We seriously don’t know. Either that changeling can control minds like his queen, or Pinkie really is in love with that...thing…” Applejack shook her head. “Ah don’t get it either, last I remember, love doesn’t happen that fast.” Cadance smiled. “Sometimes love can be found in the strangest of places, and sometimes it happens faster than you know it, for all we know, Pinkie probably has a thing for that bug.” “But why?” Dash asked. “We were fighting those changelings for our lives, and then Pinkie pops outta nowhere with a changeling right under her.” She sighed. “I just don’t get what she sees in that bug.” Applejack crossed her hooves. “Strangest relationship ah’ve ever seen, and I once dated a foreigner who never stopped talkin’ in third-pony.” “Really?” Fluttershy tilted her head. “What was his name?” Applejack pulled her hat over her eyes, wishing she didn’t bring this up. “He would never shut up about his old country, ah swear, that ‘son-of-a-shepherd’ probably doesn’t even-” Cadance cleared her throat again. “How about we continue discussing this once Pinkie gets here. She would probably have all the answers anyway.” Shining looked at the door. “Twily should’ve been back with her by now, it can’t be too hard to find that friend of hers...right?” “I dunno.” Applejack sighed. “Ah just hope Pinkie’s okay. It must be hard to lose someone ya just loved...even if it was for such a short time.” Dash nudged her. “Aw, come on AJ; this is Pinkie we’re talking about. I’m sure she’ll be fine after a party or two.” She flew to the air. "Now come on, we have a wedding to start with a party on the side." “Ah hope you’re right, otherwise, there ain’t gonna be a party…” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Pinkie!” Twilight continued to wander around Canterlot in hopes of finding her pink friend, but so far, all she saw were guards and citizens helping others get out of whatever the green gunk was that the changelings left behind. “Piiiiiiiiiiiinkieeeeeeeeee!” Twilight yelled, yet there was still no response. Twilight hung her head. “Uhg...She’s probably doing this on purpose, for all I know, she’s crying somewhere because that changeling friend of hers is now miles away from here...Doomie? Was that his name? It doesn’t even matter. He’s long gone now.” Twilight flopped her ears. “I just hope she can forgive me. Oh, come on, I’m sure she can. I can forgive her for not believing in my suspicions on Chrysalis, she can do the same.” Twilight raised her head and ears back up. “Wait, why did I forgive them so easily?” She rubbed her chin. “Am I really that forgiving? I’m sure others would still hold a grudge...I mean, I’ve known Cadance almost my whole life. I don’t see how they wouldn’t believe me for knowing how she acts…” Twilight continued thinking about this until one of her ears twitched, ruining her train of thought. “Wait, did I just…” Twilight stopped walking and turned to where she thought the noise was coming from. “Pinkie?” *THUNK* “Ow!” Twilight raised an eye. “That sounds just like her. Why’s she in an alley? I’d expect her to be sulking in a nearby candy shop.” Twilight started walking in. “Pinkie? Are you in there?” Twilight craned her ear, hearing mumbling coming from the dumpster to her left. “Pinkie? Is that you?” Curiosity finally got the best of her as she flared up her horn and flung the lids open. She climbed to the side and took a look in. She wished she didn’t seconds later. “T-T-Twuuh-Twilight…Uh...um…” Twilight dropped her jaw. Her mind was unable to comprehend what she was seeing. “P-Pinkie?” Was all she could say in response to seeing her friend on top of a changeling in a pile of trash. The pink pony didn’t move as she said, “uh...t-this...this is…” She then sighed in defeat. “It’s still what it looks like.” The changeling under her hiccuped. “Yup, still what it looks like *hic*” Twilight continued looking at both of them, trying to figure out what to say. “W-what are you...how can...why is...where did...why?” The changeling smiled. “Heh, she kinda re*hic* reminds me of me when I *hic* was trying to think of what ta *hic* say when you asked me to-” Pinkie shoved a hoof in his mouth and laughed nervously. “Uhhehehe, w-what he means is that...uh...that he’s...y-ya know, a little bit woozy right now and...a-and has no control over what he’s saying.” The changeling batted her hoof away. “Aw, come on now, *hic* you can tell her. Even if she’s still probably trying to ki*hic*ll me for thinking I was-” Pinkie used both hooves this time to shut his mouth up. “Doo-MIE! Stop talking!” “Doomie!?” Twilight yelled. “Y-You mean that’s the changeling you...you…” Pinkie sighed, knowing she had to tell her now. “That I fell in love with?...yes, he is.” She got her hooves out of his mouth and stood up. “And you know what, Twilight? I don’t care who knows.” She got out of the dumpster and went face to face with Twilight. “I love him. He’s the first guy I’ve ever met who says he loves me.” She looked down and rubbed her arm in embarrassment. “Well, I-I know you and the other girls have said that before, b-but this bug says it differently.” Twilight tilted her head. “Differently? How?” Pinkie nodded, her face as serious as ever. “He says it like no other friend has ever said it to me before, he says it with the greatest amount of passion I have ever heard, and he says it like he means it.” Twilight stepped back. “H-He really means it?” “You BET I *hic* I do!” The ponies turned to the dumpster, seeing Doomie’s head sticking out with a flyswatter on his horn. Doomie looked up and laughed. “Heheh...spoilers.” He tossed the fly killing device and got out. “Listen, little pony, *hic* this pink blob right here is the nicest, kindest, sweetest, most amazing mare I have *hic* have ever met, and I think that’s saying a lot coming from a bug who *hic* whose family and friends hate him. *hic*” Twilight shook her head. “W-What!? Y-Your entire race-” “Hates each other? *hic* of course we do, if we didn’t, we probably *hic* wouldn’t of invaded in the first place *hic*.” He leaned on Pinkie. “But then I would never of *hic* met you, my delicious Pink treat.” Pinkie looked away and blushed while Twilight started understanding what was going on. “So that’s why you came here, because you guys...you guys...you…” “We what?” Doomie asked with one flopped ear stem and an eye half closed. “You just wanted to love…” Twilight stared straight at Doomie. “If you guys wanted to love then why did you invade instead of trying to-” “Because they tried talking.” Pinkie said. “Doomie and his family have been to tons of places and nopony has ever given them a chance.” Doomie hiccuped. “Unless we were disguised. *hic*” “R-Really?” Twilight was a little bit surprised, though part of her could see why ponies didn’t want them. Doomie nodded. “Yup, *hurp* Pinkie gave me love that no pony has ever given to me, because it was real, not fake. *hic*” Pinkie smiled and leaned back. “He’s more than a friend, Twilight...Way more.” Twilight was amazed by this, but she had to admit, they did look cute together like this, Twilight smiled. “Well, I guess I’m happy that you found your special somepo..er...ling?” Pinkie nodded. “Yup, he’s my little love bug.” She nuzzled him, making Doomie blush and his pink eyes glow even brighter. Twilight noticed and asked, “Um...is there a reason why his eyes are all pink like that?” Doomie blinked. “My eyes? *hic* Oh yeah. They get like this when exposed to a lot of love.” Twilight tapped her chin. “I’m guess they change other colors depending on your mood.” Doomie stuck his tongue out on the side of his mouth and nodded. “Yup. *hic* from red to green to yellow to black…” “So, were you guys sad the whole time you invaded?” Twilight asked. Doomie sucked the tongue back in. “Wut?” “I-I mean, you had blue eyes, does that mean you’re sad?” Doomie chuckled. “No, silly willy. If we were really sad and depressed, we *hic* would have white eyes, blue is our neutral color.” “Uhh…” Twilight tried to understand that, but quickly gave up, realizing what she came her for. “Oh! Right. Pinkie! You gotta come back.” “Come back?” Pinkie raised an eye. “For what?” “For the wedding. Don’t you remember, Pinkie, you’re in charge of-” Pinkie wrapped an arm around Doomie and pulled him closer. “But I wanna stay with Doomie.” Doomie did the same. “And I wanna *hic* stay with her too.” Twilight sighed, knowing it wouldn’t be this easy now. “Listen, Pinkie, I know you love this bug, but me and the rest of our friends need you for the wedding.” “But I need her!” Doomie lowered his head under Pinkie’s chin. “She’s the greatest girl I have ever met, I don’t *hic* want anything to take her away from me, I don’t care if my brothers or sisters find me with her, I *hic* I...where are they anyway?” Pinkie looked outside the alley. “Yeah, Twilight, shouldn’t the other changelings still be...ya know...attacking.” Twilight scuffed the ground. “Well, actually, they aren’t here anymore…” Doomie raised his head. “They aren’t?” “I-I’ll explain on the way, right now, we need to get you back to the castle, Pinkie.” Pinkie looked away. “I told you, I’m not leaving without Doomie.” Twilight sighed. “Then just bring him with.” Doomie gasped. “You want me too just *hic* just stroll right into the canterlot doors like this. The guards will *hic* will be on me in seconds.” “Can’t you just disguise?” Doomie stared off into space before saying, “Oh yeah...I can do that *hic*” Twilight stared walking out. “Then come on. We have a wedding to finish.” Doomie rolled his eye, which were starting to turn back into blue. “I really don’t see why you need a big wedding to celebrate love, me and Pinkie did that just fine in the dumpster.” Pinkie smiled and nudged him. “Do-Mie!” “W-whaaat?” Doomie laughed. “I was just telling her how you and me-” “Will you just disguise already!” Twilight yelled. “Okay, okay...shesh…” Doomie erupted in green flames and disguised. He turned to Pinkie. “How do I look?” Pinkie tapped her chin. Inspecting the black pony with white hair in front of him “Hmmm…” She shrugged. “Eh, not that original.” "Alright then..." He changed again. "How about this?" Pinkie shook her head. "I don't think ponies will accept a neon green pony with multicolored hair in our society, Doomie." Doomie groaned. "Alright, what about this?" He erupted in green flames and turned into another pony. Pinkie laughed. "Doomie, black and red alicorns are the worst you can do." Doomie rolled his cat like eyes and faced Pinkie again, changing into another disguise. "This work for you?" "Just changing into a gold alicorn is just even worse, Doomie." Doomie grinned his teeth and flashed into another pony. "How 'bout now?" Pinkie sighed. "I dunno, seems rather dull to be a brown stallion with dark brown hair, plus, I think that's kinda already taken." Twilight was starting to lose patience. "Can we get a move on!?" Doomie and Pinkie jumped. "Alright, alright..." Doomie sighed and faced Pinkie, disguising as a blue stallion with grey hair and flinging his arms in the air. "What about this? This good?" Pinkie shrugged. "Already taken." Doomie glared at her. "How do you know that?" Pinkie pointed at his flank. "Well, the 'crescent moon with eight triangles around it while being surrounded by a circle' cutie mark kinda gave it away." Doomie facehoofed and changed again. "What about now?" "Black and purple won't work, Doomie. Too far." Doomie stomped his hoof and changed again. "This work?" "Eh...the white body and black hair already make it too strange, and the blue tips on your wings ain't helping either." Pinkie laughed. "Kinda makes you look weird." Doomie groaned, getting a bit sick and tiered of this. "Okay then..." He went in flames again and came out as another pony. Pinkie giggled. "As cool as a bat pony is, I don't think I'd be right to be one, especially if it kinda looks like he might be related to some Greek pony." Doomie shook his head in bewilderment. "H-How would you know that!?" Pinkie shrugged. "Twilight might know." Twilight dragged her hooves across her face. "This is starting to really get on my nerves..." Doomie pointed at her. "Hey! You were the one who asked me to disguise, don't blame me for what you wanted." He turned back to Pinkie and disguised for the ninth time and threw his hooves in the air again. "This?" Pinkie rolled her eyes. "Doomie, a light brown stallion with black hair and green eyes won't work, ya gotta stop choosing things that aren't well known; be something that's simple and not too unoriginal." Doomie went back into a changeling and pulled his ear stems. "That doesn't even make any sense!" Pinkie put her hooves to each side of her hip. "Just go again, I'm sure you'll get it." Twilight turned away and pulled her own ears. “This is gonna be a long way back.” she whispered. "No, Doomie! What'd I tell you about black and red, it's way too unoriginal and boring, others will hate it. "But I like it!" "Doesn't mean others will." "GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"