Tomorrow, while the ponies celebrate Hearth's Warming Eve, we Changelings enjoy the Feast of Chrysalismas!

I can hardly wait! All that love, affection, and merriment thick in the air... There's nothing quite like lapping up all the spare emotion and extra love. Nopony gets hurt, and we all get enough food for months. I hope you all have a nummy bellyful of love and a literal cup of good cheer! I know I will.

Merry Chrysalismas! And to all you ponies, Celestia bless you, every one.

Yes.

So much fud.

And we don't have to be discriminated against by those bastard ponies.

Merry Chrysalismas/Christmas/Hearth's Warming Eve/I-don't-even-know-anymore.

3914064 Merry Chrysalismas! Megan bless us, everyling!

Poorly planned invasions have been forgot,
and love is in the air!
For once a year we may eat a lot,
and not have to share.

The puns hurt.

3914090 Shut up.

Changelings.

Nuff said.