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// Lemon drops birthday 
// Story: legion 
// by The oracle 
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Lemon drops birthday 

After being assigned to a barrack and a day's worth of physical inspections, they were told that tonight they would stay in the small cramped building.

" Tomorrow," he started yelling " my daughter will choose one of you as her personal hoof servant. They rest of you insects will start work in the field, picking my crops. Now, get some rest. You'll need it."

As they entered the small building, he turned to one of his companions. 

"The master is not here now. It's safe to talk here."

The small drone slowly turned his head to him and responded with this, " So, we are slaves now. To be honest, with the way things have been going, I kind of expected this. I mean, after Luna disappeared about 500 years, and with how the ponies are speciest, I am surprised that it took this long. I am just glad that we aren't being used as sex slaves. One of us will though. I feel that in my bones." 

Legion responded "Ok, what makes you think that? We are at a farm, not a brothel, so I think the chances of one of us becoming a sex slave is pretty small." 

The drone responded " Did you see the way that pony was looking at us? I could smell the lust all the way from the back row I bet. Anyway, you might want to look as weak as possible. With the way she started to smile after she looked at you, I think I know who she is going to to pick." 

" She won't pick. I looked her in the eyes, so she will think I am too rebellious. No, I promise you she won't pick me." 

One of the other changlings yelled out " Shut up you two, we are trying to sleep here!" Other changlings grumbled in agreement.

Legion whispered " I forgot to ask you, what is your number?" The drone said " 419."

Legion said" 419 huh, I am going to call you Beeetle."  

Beetle said " Beetle? I like how that sounds. Yes, beetle will work just fine. Well goodnight legion."  " Goodnight Beetle."

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The Next Day the master shoved open the door and sunlight streamed in.

" Ok, worthless maggots, get up. Up and at them. We have farm work to do, and one of you lucky bugs gets to serve my daughter."

Legion inwardly groaned and stood up. He turned his neck and heard a faint series of pops and creaks. Beetle said" Good morning Legion, and just how are you doing on this fine day?" 

"Well beetle, considering that we are slaves, and will be beat at one point, not to well. And you?" 

...

"Forget I asked." 

As they lined up and walked out of the building, he saw several changlings running around with what looked like party supplies. 

' Must be that green and yellow ponies birthday. What was her name again? Lemon drops?' 

While he was thinking to himself, they we're put in rows of 5 and told to wait outside of the main house.

When he saw his new master open them door, a wonderful smell graced his nose.

' What is that? Is that broccoli? And carrots? It smells delicious!' 

He heard ponies talking and then suddenly a loud squeal seemed to radiate from the house. This was followed by Lemon drops practically flying out of the house and rushing towards them.

He heard chuckles as the parents of this creature walked out slowly.

" Alright lemon, choose one of them."

As she once again looked them up and down, she would look them in the eyes, and like last time, many of them refused to look at her, opting to keep their head down.

Once she reached him, just like last time, when he looked in the eyes, he saw a faint smile tugging at her lips.

Once she went through the whole group once, she walked back to in front of her parents, and pointed at legion.

He could already hear beetle saying I told you so.