Tainted Love: A Twysalis Prompt Tag Collab

by Foals Errand


The Love Of A Queen by nioniosbbb

by nioniosbbb

The teal, silken covers of the royal bed shuffled as Twilight and Chrysalis waged a “legendary” tickle war. From the one side, Queen Chrysalis with the numerous tips of her diaphanous wings, the forked tip of her tongue, and her own magic-manipulated mane. From the other side, Princess Twilight Sparkle armed with a legion of pillow feathers levitating with magic, blowing raspberries, and a razor sharp mind. Each was struggling to gain the advantage over the other. The battle was relentless and the storm of giggles could be heard outside, making a lot of guards smile and blush at the thought of what was happening inside.

They were happy to hear such a fuss. As they say: a good day starts with a good morning.

As Chrysalis’s and Twilight’s fight died down, they rose up from the heart-shaped bed. Moving the semi-transparent curtains away Chrysalis went on to open the windows, letting the warm sunlight enter the room. Twilight stretched her legs and wings, absorbing the rays of the sun like a daisy. The morning breeze was inviting but regardless Chrysalis and Twilight stayed right there, with their right and left wings on each other’s backs, watching as the new day unfolded. As if Celestia knew that their marriage was coming soon, she did her best to honor both them and all the changelings with increasingly magnificent sunrises and sunsets. Luna did her best as well… every night she set up a romantic atmosphere in the sky hoping to invite the royal couple, among others, to chase after love. She had taken advice from Cadance who hoped to push the couple towards… “progeny creation”.

“So… about the wedding,” said Twilight, breaking the silence.

“The wedding preparations are right on schedule, Twilight. Six days from now, so if you please, don’t go down there today, okay? Let’s spend this day without you being worried about schedules, right?” Responded Chrysalis, closing her eyes and moving her own snout against her lover, sharing a short kiss. As they stood, each lost within the sight of the other Twilight surrendered to her request.

“Okay…” she sighed lightly and Chrysalis smiled widely. She wasn’t just happy because she had convinced Twilight, but that sigh of hers! Such a cute little noise!

Since Twilight didn’t have to check anything right then, she was a bit low on ideas. Well, not that her nerdy, perfectionist behavior didn’t serve a purpose other than the practical one. She enjoyed Chrysalis’s reactions at her own little kinks and tics, anything to keep that toothy smile going. Like Pinkie Pie said, “A smile a day keeps the grumpy-bug away!”. Then it hit her! An idea on how to make Chrysalis smile.

She took Chrysalis’s hoof with eyes widening as the idea visualized in her mind. She knew that Chrysalis liked to spend time with the hatchlings, so what better way to cheer her up other than to take a look at the hatcheries? Plus she had another idea that could spice things up.

“Wait, Twilight don’t pull so hard!” Said Chrysalis but Twilight was just giggling out of control.

“Come on Chryssie, let’s go to the hatcheries! I’ve got an idea!” Twilight was relentless, something she might have learned from Chrysalis. Right now, Chrysalis wasn’t sure she wanted this, knowing Twilight her idea was likely to be worth a million bits. However, that also meant it was equally dangerous.

Following her, Chrysalis soon found herself in the lower regions of the castle. Whether it was by sheer coincidence, focus, care, or guided by love and empathy, Twilight made no mistake on the corridors this time.

As they descended, they saw a crew of changelings constantly moving debris and cleaning dust from the corridors leading to the hatcheries. Thanks to the peace with Equestria, the birthrate of hatchlings had increased, new tunnels and rooms to house the young were built as the workers dug into the mountain to expand the castle. Everywhere they went the changelings bowed, only to be left with a smile. The trait most apparent to the changelings was empathy… empathy that could result in happy behavior becoming infectious.

At last the familiar glow of the changeling pods appeared before them. They looked like eggs filled with green liquid, inside which miniature changelings floated in fetal position. They had a fleshy core at their bottom that was connected with a umbilical cord to the changeling’s belly. From the core, fleshy tendrils hugged the rocky ground, absorbing the necessary minerals, trace elements from the mountain in order to form carapaces, sturdy bones and everything the baby changelings needed. From time to time the parents and the caretakers would refresh the love energy of the pod. As Twilight had learned love was an allegory for life to the changelings.

As they entered, the gazes of the changelings shifted towards them. The caretakers, the guards, and the parents that were there bowed in respect. Twilight and Chrysalis returned the gesture, wanting to show humility. There was a light whisper from the parents that stuck closer to their pods as she passed.

“At ease my changelings… you may continue your work.” Chrysalis said as slowly but steadily the changelings went back to their work. She turned to Twilight, who was still smiling, that idea of hers was surely going to be crazy, Chrysalis could tell. There was no way she hadn’t noticed the stray looks the changelings were giving her, not that Chrysalis could blame them. It was natural, especially for the parents to care about their babies so much. It was hard enough with the slow development of the pod having a 3 month gestation period inside the mare, it was even harder that the mare couldn’t transform during that period. So during the 9 month incubation, one was always there. Changeling parents were extremely paranoid, protective, and lashed out easily during those periods. Especially if a pod had more than one changeling in them.

“Alright, I think it’s time you told me what this idea of yours is, Twilight.” Chrysalis finally braved herself enough to break the awkward silence between them. Twilight’s face was unwavering as she turned to see her. She had a smile like no other and a spark in her eyes that betrayed a deviousness like no other’s, but when she spoke she was calm and collected.

“Well from what I understand it’s still a bit hard for changelings to accept us as a couple right? You said that we ponies aren’t naturally empathetic like you are.”

Chrysalis nodded in agreement.

“Yes… it’s another thing to be observant and spot the feelings of another, and another to be able to see them. We call them “Aurora Emotica”. Not to mention that when you have spent eons practicing magic that revolves around emotions, it kinda becomes natural and the magic seeps into the genetic code.”

Twilight never ceased to be impressed from what she learned about the changelings. There were so many things to know! As if she hadn’t scratched the surface of it! Regardless, she proceeded a bit more seriously to make her point, but nevertheless kept her smile.

“I look at the hatchlings all around and I want to feel like you do, I want to feel what it’s like to feed upon emotions like love. I want to see what you do, feel like you do…”

She stopped as Chrysalis turned a bit to the side, hiding part of her face with her mane. She didn’t have to explain to Twilight that there were things she wish she didn’t feel. Regardless, she continued.

“But that’s not all. I want you to feel like we do, to step down for a moment, to relax, to see things how we ponies do, to understand how we operate. I don’t just meant a transformation Chryssie… I want a total conversion of us to each others’ species.”

Chrysalis’s eyes widened and she just stood there, stupefied, with her mouth agape. Okay, this is flippin crazy! Thought Chrysalis. She just couldn’t speak.

“Yeah, I know it’s a surprise to you. But recently I’ve discovered a spell in your castle’s royal library that could do just that! Please Chryssie… Imagine it for a moment. It’s not just for us, the changelings and the ponies will learn from it too! I brought you here for a reason. I mean, you saw how they looked at me, right? They are afraid I’m a threat to their young, when I consider it unforgivable to even bat at them jokingly! But they are empathetic.” She paused for a moment, letting Chrysalis think.

Certainly this was a crazy enough idea, one that could have great effect on the understanding between changelings and ponies. It was an idea crafted with deviousness and care, wits and will, determination and resolve. A smile managed to creep onto Chrysalis’s face, soon to be reflected by another on Twilight’s face that only grew as Chrysalis’s did.

“Alright Twilight… let’s do this…”