I’m almost out of ideas.

Original Song: 7734 - Sabaton

Instrumental

The time of hatchlings
See the grubs hatch into life
His wheel of life begins to turn

And then he heard it
Her divine voice out of nowhere
Spoke to his heart and led the way

Oh young Red Fang, you may enter her hall
Meet Queen Chrysalis, your mother and god
“Open your eyes and you will find your way.

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“So, you want to learn how to sew?” Broken asked Zenex, who was standing in the doorway.

The nymph nodded. “Mhm! I wanna learn how to sew!” he said, before blushing. “A-And maybe make a few dresses while I’m at it...”

Broken chuckled. “Well, while I don’t know how to tailor, I sure know how to make a plushie.” He smiled and hoisted the nymph up to his desk. “Heh, but it’ll take a while to learn.”

“M’kay!”

Broken smiled. “Who you makin’ the dress for? Flutters?”

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Broken looked at Dagger, then at his playing card. “Okay, so your task is to blow a job interview in like the first thirty seconds, how do you do it?”

Dagger thought for a bit, then asked, “how strict is the sexual harassment policy?”

Broken blinked. “Hol’up.”

Broken ran up to Dagger, who was throwing out empty boxes. “Hey Dag?”

“Hm?” Dagger put one of the boxes down.

“I need help.”

“With what?”

Broken blushed. “Well, I wanna surprise Rose with something, but I don’t know what to give her.”

“Hm... I have an idea.” Dagger picked a box. “Just follow these steps, one: cut a hole in a box, two, put ya junk in that box, three, make her open the box, and that’s the way you do it, it’s my dick in a box!”

“Dagger... you are messed up...”

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Mantis walked through the snow, trying not to freeze to death. He was perched on top of a mountain, his crossbow in hoof. He looked down through his scope, watching as the Blade soldiers moved through their trench lines. He grabbed his radio.

“I found them. Few miles out.”

‘Alright. What do you suggest?’

Mantis thought for a bit. The snowy patch he was laying in made his lower half feel numb. “Nngh...”

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That Brokenwing never refers to Chrysalis as "Queen", but as "Mother". Do any other changelings OC’s do that?

Zenex smiled at Broken. “Thanks for the lessons, Broken,” he said, smiling.

“Of course Zenny.” Broken smiled. “What color will it be?”

Zenex shrugged. “I uh... I don’t know...” he mumbled. “I was thinking grey for Hivey, and Flutters... or white for Eclipse and Mels... or shades of blue for Hero and Celly...”

Broken chuckled. “Heh, I’m sure it won’t matter.” He smiled. “They’ll love you all the same.”

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Blue stared at the shipment of new supplies. Some of which were syringes. He raised a brow and picked one up. “Hm... Psycho?” he read. He decided to test on out. He stuck the syringe into his hoof. Then, he felt... angry.

He looked up. “FUCKING KILL!” he shouted, grabbing boxes and throwing them against the walls.

After a while, Brokenwing walked in. “Hey Blue, are the shipments he— Blue?!”

Blue was panting and looked up. “Oh shoot!”

“Blue?! What happened?!”

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Blue Fang looked around. He was in a pitch black room. No lights, nobody around. Nothing.

”Hello Blue.”

He looked ahead. “What the..?”

In front of him stood an exact replica of him. With the exception being that his replacement had sharp blue glowing eyes and blood staining his fangs. He blinked. “What the..? Are you... my Rage?”

The clone laughed, ”Of course I am.” Blue just stared. Come on Blue. Let’s go find someone to kill.”

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This side story will be a collection of stories centered around baby/nymph Blue and nymph Brokewing just having fun I guess. It’s more or less supposed to be a bunch of adorable moments. What do you guys think? Yay, or nay?

"Эй, Сломанный."

"Привет, лейтенант. Как дела?"

"Довольно хорошо."

"Ooh, you guys know Russian?"

"No you idiot, it's an old changeling dialect."

"No, I'm pretty sure that's just Russian..."

"No! It's an old changeling dialect. End. Of. STORY."

"Okay, okay."

"Yeah you арахис."

"Whatever you клубника."

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Broken looked at Rose. “Hey Rosey, if you don’t have feet, is there a point to you wearing socks?”

She though for a bit. “Mmm... no.”

“If you don’t have hands, is there a point to you wearing gloves?”

“No?”

“Then why do you wear a bra?”

Mitchell spit out the coffee his was drinking, before bursting out laughing as Rose pouted.

Blue sighed, looking at the floor of his bedroom. The floor was littered with Psycho syringes.

“Ugh... I am so messed up...”

Broken trotted in. “Hey Blue, I wanted to— Blue Fang!”

“Hm? Oh, hey Broke.”

“Blue Fang... are you doing drugs?”

Blue shrugged. “Technically, they’re chems, but good attempt.”

“I... I can’t believe you...”

Blue’s eyes widened. “W-What...?”

“I raised you better than this...” Broken snarled.

“B-But I—”

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Welcome to the Kill Count, where we tally up the victims in all our favorite horror movies! I’m James A. Janisse, and today we’re looking at—

Yeah okay I’ll stop.

Original Song: 82nd All the Way - Sabaton

Instrumental

In the Second Pony-Changeling War, a changeling named Brokenwing;
Overseas to the trenches he went, in the name of the Queen
Into war he brought two things along, his brother and his faith

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A few nymphs cuddled together in order to stay warm. Another nymph walked over, shivering from the cold.

“H-Hey? Can I join you gu—”

“Get lost, One-Wing.”

“B-But it so cold.”

“Get lost!”

Red Fang whimpered before running off. He laid down, curling up to try and keep warm. Then, he heard the nymphs oohing and awing.

He looked up to see Queen Chrysalis walking in. Many of the nymphs started saying things like, “Pick me! Pick me!”

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Here he is, the one winged wonder! Okay, that's probably a bad thing to be called...

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Brotherhood

Original Song: 82nd All The Way

Instrumental

In the Second Pony-Changeling War, a changeling named Brokenwing;
Overseas to the battle he went, in the name of the Queen
Into war he brought two things along, his brother and his faith
Joined the ranks as a Captain, assigned to the 2nd Devil Horn platoon.

It was there on that day
That Brokenwing would enter the fray
Saving the day

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“WHAT?!”

Blue looked at Broken with wide eyes. “B-But... I was excited about this mission! I-I had my equipment ready and everything!”

Broken shook his head. “After that stunt you pulled, I’m passing the mission onto Tempest.”

“But she can’t—”

“My decision is final. Tempest will take this mission.”

Tempest smiled and walked past. “See ya later Blue Tooth.”

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Today was day six, and Blue was practically in the brink of collapse. He had more knife wounds and continued having conversations, so far even hearing the items talk back to him. It was driving up, down, and through the wall.

However, he couldn’t take it anymore...

He picked up a piece of paper and began writing, before grabbing a string of rope and tying around his wings. “Hm... the Canterlot bank is pretty tall...”

A few hours later...

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In the future of The Sinners Path

A young filly runs through the hallways and enters a room. There sits an unreformed changeling, looking at something on his desk. She happily runs over to him. He turns over to her and smiles as she hops into his hooves. "Daddy! Mama said it's time to cut the cake," she says before peeking over to desk, noticing a few pictures. "Woah... Are those your war pho-tos?"

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