//------------------------------// // L84 // Story: A little loopy. // by FaelaArts //------------------------------// “Please?” “No.” “Please?” “No, I said no!” “Please?” “I SAID NO!” “Please?” “You’ve been doing this for an hour no and the answer is still no!” “...” “...” “Pleeee-” “Oh for Changeling’s sake! FINE!” “Yaay~” Sweetie hugged Chrissy and rubbed her face against the chest. Using her adorable child form, she giggled as Chrissy simply looked away, blushing as the love from Sweetie went to her head. Standing up, Sweetie trotted a few steps away, and turned, giving a wicked smile. Chrissy sighed, standing up herself and looking to her hungry Changelings. “Alright, what’s your plan?” Knowing she was gonna regret asking, Chrissy could only watch as the filly scrunched her face up, and transformed into a Changeling. Examining the magic, Chrissy saw it only changed the surface, due to the fact she couldn’t detect the sensory gland. Looking it over, Chrissy began to scowl. “You fool, our holes are Annulus, not round! And your ears are slightly too high on the-” As Chrissy spoke, Sweetie obeyed, changing everything to her disguise. Soon enough, even Chrissy was satisfied with the level of detail. Finally, Sweetie pulled out a slip of paper, holding it out to Chrissy. “Is this a spell to...stop that green spell that disrupts our disguise?” Seeing the nod, Chrissy smiled, quickly focusing the magic into her horn. Using the energy harvested only moment ago from the filly, she sent out a pulse, covering her Changeling army in a thin coat. Only good enough for one blast. “This...might actually work.” Turning toward Sweetie, Chrissy was taken aback by the snort the filly gave as she turned to leave. “Might? Pff, there is no might about it.” “Twilight?” Walking into the castle, Sweetie looked at Twilight as she closed her book. Walking over, she let a gleeful smile fall on her face. Bemused, Twilight waited for the influx of words. “I just learned an awesome spell! Let me show it to you!” Concentrating, Sweetie pretended to make it a hard challenge. Watching this, Twilight smiled warmly, waiting to see what Sweetie had learned. Of course, that was the last thought she had as the spell hit her, and she was knocked out cold. “You can come out now,” spoke Sweetie as she tied up Twilight. Chrissy came out, and ordered the hive to begin creating the containers for the ponies. Watching this, Sweetie wondered what it was like being inside one, before shaking it off. Chrissy placed Twilight inside, and Sweetie roused the Princess, letter her ‘disguise’ fall. Twilight gasped, “Chrysalis!” Scowling, she grunted, trying to struggle and get unbound. Failing that, she tried to cast magic, but found it being drained the moment she brought it to her horn. Chrissy smiled, and gave an evil laugh. You had to admire an expert in action. “My Queen, the beds are prepared.” A Changeling approached, bowing before stepping back. Chrysalis smirked, and everything turned into their disguises. Looking to Sweetie, Chrissy watches as her horn began to teleport small groups around town. Each group had a unicorn, just in case someone questioned them. “Whew,” she spoke, wiping the sweat off her forehead. Teleporting so many really played off her endurance. Sure, she was getting better, but Sweetie still wasn't satisfied. Following Chrissy outside, Sweetie watched her don a Twilight disguise. As they stood out the front, they both shared a nod, and perked their ears. Sure enough, sounds of fear and cries of panic rose. Soon enough, the entire town was covered in a black cloud that was rapidly shifting, shrinking, and moving. Slowly at first, but quickly increasing in speed, the Changelings began to bring the ponies into the castle, sealing them in cocoons. “-estia .... -it.” That voice, Sweetie slammed the door open and looked to Twilight, who was talking to Spike. Firing off a flame spell at the scroll in his hand, Sweetie scowled as her flame didn’t reach it in time, and it was sent. Glancing to Chrissy, they narrowed their eyes, and the Changelings began to work even faster. Soon enough, the entire town was deadly silent. Both flew up to a roof to await their arrival. “I’ve gathered as much love as I can,” spoke Chrissy, glancing to Sweetie, who was currently covering them in strong shields. There was no doubt a fight would ensue. Gulping, her mind quailed. They would be battling the Princesses. Could they do it? What if they- “Relax, Sweetie Belle. Their strengths are in endurance, not power.” Bringing a wing around Sweetie, they watched as two glowing specks, one brighter than a star and one as bright as the sun. With a flash, they were in front. Then Chrissy dropped her disguise, there was no need for it. “Release our little ponies.” Commanding an overpowering presence, Celestia’s eyes burned with fire, and the two took a small step back, before starting directly at the sun. Luna hovered beside, glowing brightly while an aura of darkness swirled around her. Glancing to Chrysalis, Sweetie gave an unsure glance. “Never.” Chrysalis was anything if not graceful. Standing tall and proud, without anything hiding her, she presented a powerful presence by merely being as she was. In awe of this, Sweetie almost missed the que. Turning, she locked onto Luna, glancing to Chrissy. Lowering their horns, trusting Sweetie’s shield, they fired their bolts of raw magic power at Luna. “What!?” Caught off guard, Celestia’s attack halted just as the shield shattered, earning Chrissy only minor burns. Luna struggled with all her might against it, but was quickly overwhelmed. Turning, the two spared no time to let Celestia recover, and managed to get a quick upper hand in the power struggle. Wings flaring, the sun rose behind Celestia, blinding them and empowering her. Gritting her teeth, Sweetie poured as much as she could into the link, closing her eyes as she tried to not lose this fight. All three cried out as they used all their power. Celestia felt herself being pushed back, and opened one eye, widening it as she saw the beam pick up speed, and knock her down. Both collapsed, Chrissy glancing to the castle, calling the Changelings out to place the two Princesses in a bed before they woke. While they did that, the two shared a laugh. Collapsing, Sweetie closed her eyes, exhausted beyond compare. Looking at this, Chrissy smiled, slowly moving a hoof down the fur on the filly’s back. “You’re such a child sometimes.” “So, what do we do now?” Looking around, Sweetie watched as the Changelings ensured all the ponies were fed, bathed, and kept in top condition while they dreamt. Thin green lines were being sent around the castle, showing just how quickly the Changelings were regaining strength. In fact, Chrissy was slowly losing her holes. “Well, I don’t know about you Sweetie Belle, but I plan to regain my nation's strength, and then discuss some sort of agreement with Celestia so we may feed occasionally.” The annoyed tone in her voice suggested how smoothly that would go. Sighing, Sweetie stood up, stretching her aching joints. It was strange how magic made the entire body ache. “Well, it’s been fun Chrissy, see you if I see you.” Waving goodbye, Sweetie grew wings and flew out the front door. Watching this, Chrysalis wondered if she would ever see that filly again. Well, would she remember it?