*sigh* “I feel really bad for Hero.”
“Oh? Why, Venom?”
“He constantly gets referred to as ‘cute’ by everyone to his expense. I can imagine how annoying and embarrassing it is for him.”
“I don’t really think he minds that much.”
“Have you seen him every time it happens? He always denies it, yet others style mess with him and say he is.”
“About time the floor is finally dry! I swear we’re gonna get them this time...”
“Venom, I understand that you’re mad... but aren’t you taking this a little too seriously?”
“How am I taking this too seriously? They hurt you!”
“No, they didn’t.”
“Yes, they did!”
“No... they didn’t.”
“Okay, do we have everything? Flammable liquid, fire extinguisher? Spiny, do you have those chemicals ready?” Venom asked as the two changeling brothers walked down the staircase leading into a lower room. Their older brother followed behind them with a curious expression.
“Remind me what is going on here…?”
“We volunteered to style your mane, of course! Not only is it probably filled with glass from our trip to the beach, but it’s probably doused quite a bit from the ocean.”
by Arwhale
Summary: On their special night in before a long holiday weekend, Vapor Trail and Sky Stinger try some new tea. Some new, special tea.
A most welcome surprise ensues for the both of them.
“Augh, I just do not get this book!”
“What now, Venom? Let me guess; Chrysalis never taught you how to read?”
I didn’t even ask for it, but look what I woke up to:
It’s… um…
I’ll let you guys be the judge of it.
Recently, Stinger had been looking into dating. He soon found a mare named Silver Thread and she was nice. She knew how to cook, helped him keep clean, and even knew a few things about medicine. Despite all this, she found herself jobless, and usually relied on Stinger to help, as well as personal items she wanted.
“So what do you think? Sleeves aren’t too long? Colors don’t clash?”
Griff finally looked up from his seat after what felt like an eternity. Venom took a sip from his paper cup, staring back with stars in his eyes. He’d picked up a soft-colored hoodie with some slim-fit sweatpants.
“Hm… looks good on you… aren’t you hot in that? It’s like, eighty degrees out there.”
“Well, it’s like, below zero in here! I can see my own breath!”
“Probably because it smells like Berry Punch.”
Dagger sat a table, anxiously waiting for his blind date. He had a rose bouquet tucked away, planning to give it to the date. Granted, the thorns were still in, but it was wrapped, so the thorns wouldn’t poke them.
Soon, a reformed changeling sat down.
He looked up from the menu. “Oh hello— SNAPDRAGON?!”
The changeling immediately looked over. “Oh no... not you.”
Dagger sighed, looking at her. “Well... we’re here now... let’s just... try and make it work...”
“Hey, Scarab? I need to ask you a complicated question.”
“Sure thing, kiddo. What is it?”
“See, Griff has been married to Metamorphosis for quite a while now, so that makes him Thorax and Pharynx’s other dad, correct?”
“Of course it does. Why wouldn’t it?”
“And you’re Griff’s dad, so you’re practically Thorax and Pharynx’s grandfather, right?”
“Seriously, man, what is up with you? Why did you treat Mel and Bez like that?”
“I mean, I’ve lost the will to care, but whatever.“
“But... you were—” Venom sighed, before muttering under his breath, “I’m telling Pharynx about this...”
Stinger has seen many cases, some weirder than others. A changeling with an entire watermelon lodged in their jaws was the weirdest thin he'd ever seen. He blinked, staring at the reformed changeling who had the watermelon in their mouth.
"Argh ug ah!" they said
Stinger blinked, before dropping his medical bag. "I quit." With that, he walked off.
"Guahhg! Hoowahh!"
“Thorax! The other changelings are embarrassing me!”
“Aw, Venom. I’m sure if you talk to them—”
“THERE WILL BE NO TALKING, ONLY DEATH!”
Hivehunter laid in an infirmary bed, Stinger and Blue standing over him.
“Will he be okay, Sting?”
“There’s only one way to wake him up from his coma...”
Blue’s eyes widened. “No...”
“Yes...”
Blue held Hive’s tongue out while Stinger held his jaws. “Ready?” Sting asked. Blue nodded. “Okay.”
Clamp!
Hive’s eyes shot open.
“FU—!“
We finally have a display of reformed Venom Stinger!
Random side note: I was humming “Creep” by Radiohead when making this. I dunno why.
Base by Anxiov-Bases on DeviantArt.
*Hero and Zenex were playing with their toys*
*Walks an changeling dressed in army fatigues over* “You’ll never beat Private Cuddles!”
“Yes I will!”
*The two continued playing until...*
“Hey! Look, it’s the doll-eyed nymph!”
*They look over*
“What?”
“Heh, yeah. So typical that he’d be playing with baby toys!”
*Whimpering* “W-What...?”
“Hey! Leave him alone!”
“Phaaaaryyynx!”
“Sheesh, calm down, Venom. What do you want?”
“You’re a meateater, right?”
“Uh... yes?”
“Good, then you could help us with the bonfire!”
“Bonfire?”
“Yeah, our cousin’s gonna be there!”
“You have a cousin?”
“Yeah, Kevin! You met him, right?”
“Thank you, come again!” Ramirez waved at her most recent customer who was now walking out the door. Today had been a good day for her, not many ponies have come by so she had enough time to call her husband and check up on her kids.
She was about to do exactly that when the ringing of the bell above the door caught her attention. Putting her phone away, she got back onto her stool and greeted her next customer. “Welcome! How can I help… you…” she trailed off upon seeing who it was.
“...Pharynx?”
Pharynx opened an eye, before sitting up in bed. “...What’s up, shrimpbug?”
Venom huffed quietly, ignoring the nickname. “I uh... heard what happened with you and that... guy uh... what’s his name?”
“What? My dad? Psh, come on Venom, that stuff was nothing. I’m over it.”
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