//------------------------------// // Meeting the Nice Ones // Story: Queen Mommy // by Evowizard25 //------------------------------// Let it be known that I love my wife. I love her more than war itself. I gave up my nightly pursuits for her and given how they were akin to war in satisfaction, that’s saying something. Of course, I wouldn’t give up the thrill of battle. Thankfully, she was the same in that regard. Yes, I loved her. I didn’t fully understand her though. There were many little things that could unnerve her, like insinuating she had anything to do with bugs and a general loathing of the sea. There were other little things that could please her greatly, such as chocolate and ginger. It was a treacherous path for me to court her and she still keeps me on my hooftips. Right now though, I had to contend with one of her more fiercer traits. I knocked on our shared bedroom door. It was naturally large, from when I would entertain a dragoness or two in my younger years. “Chrysalis, the delegates are here.” A loud, threatening hiss, not unlike a snake’s, came from within. I sighed, “Chrysalis, this is not the time for this foolishness.” “Foolishness?” Chrysalis growled. “My babies need their mommy. I can’t just leave them. What if someone tries to hurt them?” “I have the best guards in the kingdom,” I responded. “No one is getting in or out of this room without my consent.” “That’s what you say,” Chrysalis spoke. I could hear clear panic in her voice. She always got like this when someone other than myself and her came near the children. “What if they want to kidnap them to force our hooves? What if they want to kill them for being abominations? What if-” “You’re overthinking this,” I snorted. “I have entertained these little delves into insanity, but you must see reason. They would never try to harm our children and do you really think we would let them if they tried? Do you think they could defeat us?” If it was just me and my troops, it would be a very difficult battle for the other two tribes if that was so. We controlled the skies. They had the ground. Oh they had ways to get to us and we would have losses, but if they won, it would be phyric. With my wife and her changelings, victory was assured. Well, unless you factored in Starswirl and the two sisters. I...don’t want to think about facing them. “Of course not,” I could practically see her sneering. “I am Queen Chrysalis, devourer of worlds and goddess of change and birth. They know better than to face me, but….” “You could take them with you if you want,” I said. “...Oh right,” Chrysalis was a little forgetful sometimes. She was a beautiful warrior, but a tactician? She had her moments. I heard some soft mewls from my children and a few hushed whispers from my wife. Before my curiosity prompted me to break down this door, she opened it. Had I been a mere fledgling pegasus, I would be drooling right now. She was wearing an elegant black and dark green dress that was both intimidating and breathtaking at the same time. I had to remind myself our children were present or I would have ripped that dress off and taken her right there. Speaking of which, my children were dressed in cute little blue dresses and bonnets. They were held in a leather pouch held on her side, which matched her dress perfectly. I would have preferred something more aggressive in nature, but I shall still my tongue. “Perhaps I should have been forewarned. I was not expected such attire.” “Are you disappointed?” “Quite the opposite,” I gave her a quick kiss. Pulling back reluctantly, I bowed my head. “Shall I lead the way?” “Always,” Chrysalis smiled. The children garbled a bit, as if they were trying to talk to us. They very much could be, given how my wife claims changeling mature quicker than ponies. Sonata was doing her best to get out. Chrysalis rolled her eyes and gently bopped Sonata’s head with her snout, stilling her. “Be still, my little Sonata. Everything’s alright.” Sonata smiled and batted at her muzzle a bit, earning a giggle from wife. She had an unusually cute giggle for a creature like herself. If all went well, the others would think they were as cute as I did. If not, well, I’m quite skilled with a blade. ______________________________________________________________________ If there is one thing I hate more than those pesky griffins, it’s pony nobility. At least with the griffins and other barbarous races they’ll be straightforward in their aggression. Ponies? No, they want to hide behind their precious titles and niceties. Bah, at least the pegasi are better. The only reason why I’m going to this stupid party is because of my husband. Someone has to keep him from killing the rest of them, or is it the other way around? As long as my children were safe, I didn’t care. I was going to march into that room and wow them. How could I not? I was the most beautiful creature in all the world. None could match my splendor and soon, neither could they match my daughters’ own. We were about to make our grand entrance. Everything was in place. These fools were about to see the grandest ruler to have ever graced this pathetic floating rock. Hmph, I’ve been to far more pleasant planets than this one. It’s just my luck I’d have to deal with ponies here. It doesn’t matter anyways. They were going to adore me. I grinned and prepared myself for the adoration, or ‘attempted’ mockery. Either way, I’d get a good laugh. My smile was swept away when I heard little Aria whimper. I quickly turned my head, bending it to stay close to my daughters. Aria was trying to hide herself and for the life of me, I didn’t know why. How could our spawn be so timid? I’ll have to work on that as she grows older. I crooned softly. “It’s alright. No one’s going to hurt you. Mommy’s here.” Aria poked her little, cute head out and looked to me for support. I smiled and kissed her small muzzle. “You’re going to be alright. I Ouch!” I pulled back and wrinkled my nose. Adagio giggled with a face full of triumph while Sonata laughed and clapped her little forehooves. “You two are diabolical,” I smirked. “I love it. Watch your sisters, Aria. This is how a proper carnivore acts.” The doors opened as an announcer called out,” Presenting Commander Hurricane of the Pegasi tribe and Queen Chrysalis, charge of the changelings.” Regaly and with purpose, we strode forth. There was little love here and I knew I would go hungry tonight if that was all I tried to eat. Love for oneself was hardly appetizing as it was all inward, with nothing but scraps you couldn’t even laugh at. Perhaps that’s for the best. The food of nobility is disgusting. Give me a fresh boar anyday. “QUEENY!” Oh...dear. It’s her. Of course it’s her. She had to be here. She’d never miss out on a party. I turned my head to see Chancellor Puddinghead hop on over to us. “I’m so glad you could make it. For a moment, I thought you were going to skip out on the party, which would have been terrible.” I rolled my eyes. Puddinghead was a strange mare from a strange tribe. She was always so hyper and full of life. She was a juicy source of love, even though it was a bit tainted by racial bigotry. Not nearly enough to make me sick or come anywhere close to most of the others present, but there was a sliver of it still. Perhaps she would just hold on to that for the rest of her life. I didn’t think she would, but I’m a bit of a pessimist. I could never rightfully place the earth tribe. They were so odd. I mean, they ‘elected’ their rulers. Elections? I’ve seen that on a few worlds and it never sat right with me. Rulers should be born into it and shaped through life. Just putting some being on the throne, even if everyone wanted them there, would always lead to trouble. They’d see the errors of this form of government soon enough. “It’s good to see you, Puddinghead.” It was, honestly. While she did have that sliver of bigotry, it was directed towards the other two tribes and even then, she had a few non-earth friends. It’s just that she was amongst the few, less than ten, ponies that liked me despite my kind’s history. Puddinghead moved her head to the side to spy my little ones. “Seems like you to have been busy.” “Perhaps a tad,” I nodded. Other than a few bites and chasing Sonata for a few hours, it had been a breeze so far. I wonder how long that will last. “So are they more changeling or pony?” She asked. I frowned. “Well, we’re not sure. So far, they’ve responded well to solid food, but I haven’t felt any love leaching as one would expect from changeling newborns.” Puddinghead nodded. She had been getting better with changeling customs and dietary practices. She was such a strange mare, so none of it really phased her. “Well whoever they take after, it doesn’t matter. I’m sure it will work out. The only question I really have is why are they so adorable~” “They get it from me,” I beamed. “It’s very much true,” a calm and familiar voice spoke up. I turned my head to see the Celestia, with her flowing pink mane, walking up to us. “I remember when I first saw her. She was just the most adorable creature you could ever meet.” I groaned, but kept a smile to my face. If there was one goddess I could trust, it was Celestia. She helped raise me after all. “I thought you were too busy to attend, what with all the monsters about.” “Too busy to see you?” Celestia chuckled as we neck hugged. She pulled back and gave me a motherly smile. “Never. Besides, I want to see the little ones.” If there was one thing Celestia adored most of all, it was children and babes. She leaned her head closer. “Hello, I’m Celestia. It’s nice to finally meet you.” My little ones garbled, with Sonata eagerly trying to touch Celestia. She giggled and nuzzled them. She’s lucky I adore her, or I’d have bitten her horn off. It seemed they felt the same way. Even Aria was eagerly nuzzling her. It pays to be the goddess of the sun and motherhood, it seems. Of course, it ended as well as I had thought it would. “Ouch,” she pulled back her muzzle and snorted. “It seems one of them is taking after you.” I laughed and nuzzled her. “My little Adagio is a warrior in the making. She’ll be ruling this world in no time.” The others just rolled their eyes. Fools! Just because we are friends doesn’t mean I won’t rule you all someday! You will rue not taking me seriously. RUE IT! “It would seem that Luna and Platinum aren’t attending.” Good. I hated the both of them so much. Celestia sighed. “Luna wished to keep fighting on the frontier and Platinum… Well, she’s Platinum. I believe she needs more time to get used to this tribal union.” “Perhaps that’s for the best,” I snorted. “Now Chrysalis,” Celestia adopted a bit of a stern expression. “I know,” I cut her off. “I know, but I hardly see this as my fault. They started it and unless they have a miraculous change of heart, I don’t care for either of them. Isn’t that right, Hurricane?....Hurricane?” I turned my head to see him drinking over the by punch bowl. A horde of mares surrounding him. I growled and stormed over to him, mock biting at the mares to drive them off. “I thought you needed a bit of space to talk with your friends,” he answered me before I could even utter a word. He was good at doing that. “Which I thank you for that,” I nodded. “But I would prefer if my husband stood by my side the whole of this pathetic pony party.” Hurricane nodded. It was clear he didn’t care for all this formality either. “Very well, perhaps I can garner a bit of conversation with Celestia about the western front. It’s been giving me trouble as of late.” I smiled. War was always on his mind. That’s a reason I loved him. “You do that. Take heed, my precious ones, your father is a war…” My eyes widened as I turned my head around. They were gone! My little ones were gone! Did they teleport? Can they teleport in the first place? Did someone teleport them away? Impossible. I enchanted this carrier myself. So the question is WHERE ARE MY BABIES?!! I’ll tear this whole place apart if I have to find them. Thankfully, I heard their cute little squeals of joy nearby. I grumbled as I spied them in the forehooves of Celestia, being tenderly nuzzled. “Who’s cute? Who’s cute? You’re all cute.” It was no secret Celestia loved children. I did too, but I was much better at hiding it. I didn’t just spring out of my throne to cuddle a baby… okay, I do, but that’s not important. “Celestia,” I trotted over. “What are you doing?” She pouted. “I couldn’t help myself. They’re just so adorable and they were practically begging for a good cuddling.” Well, Sonata and Aria looked like they enjoyed it. Adagio was glaring up at Celestia with the most endearing gaze a babe could muster. Needless to say, it didn’t help her case because I felt her love. She loved this, but she was just like mommy. We’re far too proud to admit such things. Perfect queen material. I rolled my eyes. “Alright, you have five minutes.” Celestia practically squee’d and got to work. I wonder if this was how my mother felt when she had Celestia babysit me when I was a babe. If so, she had my sympathy.