Brother, My Brother
Thorax let out a sigh. His duties as a tour guide were complete, which meant he could finally allow himself a moment to rest. He meandered through the winding corridors of the lower hive, smiling at the occasional passing drone.
I've done my best to make the hive a livelier, friendlier place. We couldn't do that when our home was closed off to the rest of the world, or when we were so reclusive to each other.
Thorax turned a corner and was startled. A pair of adolescent drones soared around the bend like two flashes of green lightning, filling the hallway with the snippet of an ongoing argument before vanishing. He paused for a moment to watch the empty, quiet passage left in their wake.
We still have a long way to go, but I know we'll get there.
He became more conscious of his hoofsteps as he went along, all outside sounds now blocked by the walls. The more the quiet numbed his ears, the more his mind raced. Soon Thorax found his rose eyes wandering, as if trying to find something, anything.
Though I'm amazed at the progress so far, Your Highness, I have to admit I'm a little surprised. After your resounding success in the Crystal Empire, I thought you'd have reintroduced the changelings to most of Equestria by now. Is there anything, in particular, that's holding you back? Anything we can help with?
Thorax bit his lip.
We've just been really busy with projects closer to home lately. Pharynx has been preoccupied with rebuilding our guard teams while I've been keeping an eye on day-to-day activities and helping to look after the hive's nymphs. Once we're a little more settled, we'll continue to reach out.
The grinding sound of morphing stone made Thorax jump. He looked around the chamber he was now in, but it was void of changelings. Again his hooffalls echoed in his ears as he made his way across the room and through an entryway. It was one he knew all too well, one that planted seeds of anxiety in the corners of his mind. Thorax rapidly descended the slope before him, towards one of the lowest levels of the hive.
Thorax, you've been away from the hive before and left Pharynx to handle it, haven't you? I mean, you went to visit Ocellus at the School of Friendship at practically every opportunity we've given you. How would making further allies be any different than that?
The hive's lower intestines were noticeably darker, with far thicker walls. Unlike the structure above ground, it had undergone no remodeling. It once served as a safety bunker in case of catastrophic emergency, but that role had been largely replaced by the newly-built nesting chamber. Asides from the hot springs, the lower hive was now largely abandoned.
Thorax knew that wasn't entirely true, however.
Visiting Ponyville for a few hours isn't the same thing as leaving for days on end to go on political visits. Pharynx still isn't used to run-of-the-mill, everyday concerns that come up now that we're peaceful. I just wanted to wait for him to finish reforming our defenses before I dropped more foreign relation missions on the hive's agenda.
The quiet he’d felt above was nothing compared to the void of silence down here. He knew his unease was irrational; nothing from outside could enter the lower portions of the hive. Still, Thorax lit his antlers with an electric blue aura before allowing his muscle memory to take over and guide him through the dim halls.
Thorax, I don't think you need to be on standby for your brother all the time. Not to bring up a sore topic, but wasn't Pharynx high up in Chrysalis's command? He must be used to juggling all sorts of hive responsibilities. I don't think he'd want you to hold yourself back for his sake. You should talk to him.
"I just wish I was better at talking to him."
A familiar sight came before Thorax. The seemingly endless corridor branched off in a triple fork, but not before giving way to two side rooms, rooms that Thorax recognized at once. One was an old interrogation room, used to store cocooned prisoners that Chrysalis would later question about their native homes' weaknesses. The other served as the quarters for the hive's guard units, a place for planning patrol routes and infiltration tactics. It also held the bedhive for the patrol leader.
Thorax swallowed as he approached. It was his big brother's old room.
"Pharynx? Are you down here?"
His voice echoed into the dark before his face rounded the corner, but Thorax already knew the answer. He knew his brother too well. There was only one place unvisited by other changelings since the hive's metamorphosis, and that was how Pharynx preferred his thinking spaces.
Thorax stepped through the frame, and a pair of violet eyes pierced the dark.
"Cute light show," said Pharynx. "Don't tell me you're still scared of the dark, Thorax. You're supposed to be a king now. What sort of king is afraid of the dark?"
It just occurred to Thorax that his vibrant antlers continued to glow, casting a comforting blue light several yards around him. The light faded with focused thought, and Thorax stared back at his opaque sibling with an unseen smile. "Maybe one who understands the fear of the dark and can relate to little changelings who have that fear."
There was silence. Pharynx's eyes were the first to back down.
"Well, you found me. Congrats. I hope your little tour went well. If I go uphive and find that the draconequus left something—anything—out of place, he's out, and that's that."
Thorax chuckled, and his eyes began to adjust. Even in pitch darkness, changeling eyes could see outlines clearly. Thus, Thorax could now see his brother's form resting in the center of an otherwise empty room. The barracks were a skeleton of what they once were.
"Well, we almost made it through the entire tour," Thorax recalled, making his way over and laying down beside him. "Once Discord came across the afternoon group doing freestyle dance together, though, that was that. Starlight and Sunburst offered to stay and keep an eye on him, so I thought I'd come and find you. The drones told me you'd gone off by yourself somewhere. Did you have something you wanted to tell me?"
He waited patiently for a 'yes' that never came. Pharynx's eyes had dimmed, partially hidden by his eyelids and crossed hooves. Thorax examined the body language curiously. Just this afternoon, Pharynx had been steadfast and determined, but here he laid at his side, entirely dejected.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm peachy."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
"Well, is there anything I can do to help?"
"Cheeky little grub when you want to be, aren't you?"
Thorax perked up. "Whether you're pretending to be a boulder or are just in a bad mood, I like to think I can read you pretty well, Pharynx. You don't have to say it, and I won't ask you about it if you don't want me to, but I know something is eating at you. It's written all over your carapace."
"Oh, lucky me," Pharynx deadpanned, turning his head to glare. "My kid brother, the founder of the feelings forum, thinks he can psychoanalyze me. First Apidae, now you. These freaky empathy powers everyone seems to have now are starting to annoy me, Thorax."
"Why? Because it means you might have to talk about your emotions for once?" Thorax asked with a smirk, instinctively putting up his hooves to block a punch and laughing when it hit on cue. "So Apidae saw it too, huh? So something really is bothering you, then. She always was perceptive, even before we transformed."
"Or maybe you're both just crazy. What about you? You've clearly got something on your mind too, the way you came skulking in here. Let's talk about that first."
Taken aback by the forceful shift of topics, Thorax's expression deflated. He sat back on his haunches and stared into Pharynx's violet eyes—eyes which grew increasingly focused by the second.
"What's that look for?" Pharynx sat up and closed in on him. When Thorax leaned back at the invasion of space, Pharynx took it as a retreat and swiftly followed, pinning the younger changeling in everything but body. "Did something happen, Thorax?"
Thorax's contemplative look consumed him. This was it, he thought. This was his chance to get everything off his chest—his anxieties, his reservations; they were all on the precipice of springing forth. Pharynx's face showed fear of some physical disaster having taken place uphive, but Thorax knew the real problems sat in this very room, shrouded in the dark.
"Thorax, you had better spill it. Did that 'friend' of yours fly off the handle again? Did he-"
A brilliant blaze of blue light filled the room. Pharynx squinted and bared his teeth in response, but upon spotting the melancholic look on his brother's face, he quickly regained focus. For a time, they sat together in the antlers' radiance, listening to the murmur of static while Thorax gathered his scattered thoughts.
"Discord hasn't done anything, Pharynx," Thorax said quietly. "Nothing at all has happened, actually, and I think that's the whole problem."
Thorax found himself unable to meet his brother's gaze and hold his words together at the same time, so he settled for lamely watching his own hooves instead. The situation felt entirely too familiar to him.
"Pharynx, my correspondence with the princesses has been a lot more productive than I've let on," he began, his voice weak. "I have entire lists, pages even of Equestrian events that we've been invited to attend. In just these past few weeks, I've even received official notices from the hippogriffs and yaks, saying that they'd like to meet and discuss possible alliances together, in light of Twilight's school."
Thorax swallowed. It was a subtle sound, but painfully loud to him in the dead air.
"I didn't want to bring this up to you yet, seeing as you've been so focused on rebuilding our defenses. I told myself I'd talk with you about it later, that I'd help you focus on the hive first so that I wouldn't overwhelm you with all these expectations. Well, later became now, and I convinced myself to keep putting it off…I let myself think only about the hive, and I let the day-to-day routines carry on and on. I...I don't think I've replied to a single letter from anyone in almost a week."
Thorax felt his composure slipping. He did what he could to hold it back, but he soon lost control when Pharynx spoke in an abnormally calm voice.
"I was never really the one in danger of being overwhelmed, was I, Thorax?"
Tears pricked against the floor, and Thorax sniffed.
"Pharynx, I don't know where to go from here," he whimpered, clenching his eyelids. "I thought that everything would become easier with the princesses' help, that everything would become clear after we formed relations with the Crystal Empire, but it hasn't. Everything is a possibility now, and I...I feel like I can't keep up. I-I'm constantly scared I'll make a wrong decision or say something that'll anger someone, and it's paralyzing! You're right, Pharynx. What kind of leader is afraid of things like this? Of the dark, of the unknown?"
The dam had finally burst. Thorax curled his shimmering tail around his hooves like a blanket and retreated into a series of sniffs and sobs. Pharynx continued to watch quietly, his rugged exterior softening. A genuine smile subtly claimed his mouth. It was now the beta changeling's turn to bring light to the chamber, and so he did. The electric blue merged with a deep crimson aura, and those few remaining dark corners of the room were at last illuminated.
"Am I to assume this was triggered by talks with the ponies upstairs? Funny how they're causing you more concern than the omnipotent draconequus. C'mere, you big dork." Pharynx corralled the younger changeling with a motion of his hooves. "Take a deep breath and relax. The fate of the Changeling Kingdom doesn't have to be decided this afternoon."
Shaking like a leaf, Thorax put aside his status, expectations, and responsibilities. He let himself lay his head against his brother's chitin, and embraced the older changeling for the first time in a very long time. There was no backing away, nor were there scoffs of disgust that he'd come to expect. Instead, Thorax felt himself being held by a strong leg without fear of withdrawal.
"First of all, don't go twisting my words and using them against me," Pharynx said firmly, laying his chin on Thorax's head and staring off into space. "Namely, don't take everything I say so seriously. You're leading a hive now, Thorax, and although it was...very rocky at first, you're doing a decent job of it now. Do you think I'd have thought my meek brother would ever be capable of something like that up until a few months ago? Of course not. You're a lot braver than you give yourself credit for."
His eyes stung with hot tears, but Thorax smiled against Pharynx's chest. Through his brother's words, he could already feel himself becoming calmer.
"Secondly, I'm not sure what's more insulting, the idea that I couldn't handle some snide politics on top of running our hive, or the fact you'd even entertain the thought that I'd leave you to deal with things on your own just because I've got other stuff going on. You're an idiot, Thorax."
Amidst his shallow sniffs, Thorax laughed. He thought to reply but decided to quietly shift his comfortable position instead. All he sought was for this elusive moment to last, and as seconds turned to minutes, that's exactly what happened. By the time either of them uttered another word, Thorax had calmed down entirely.
"Do you still wanna know what was bothering me?"
Pharynx paused just long enough for glossy eyes to give their attention.
"Of course I do. You want to talk about it now?"
Pharynx gave a passive nod before dawning a sly little smirk. "Well, you did just fall apart in front of me. It was kind of embarrassing, Thorax. You've got me feeling bad for you now, so the least I can do is fess up as well."
"Shut up, Pharynx." Thorax giggled, weakly headbutting the changeling's chest. "Didn't you just finish complimenting me about bravery? Letting down your guard can also be brave, you know. Especially when you were afraid your brother would just make fun of you for doing it."
Pharynx's smirk turned into a modest smile, and his look grew pensive. Thorax didn't yet know it, but those words, those feelings, went both ways.
"It was you, Thorax," Pharynx admitted. "You finally stood up to me earlier today—really stood up to me. You stood there, held your ground, and told me to my face that you knew better than me. And you know what? For once, you were right. Something about that really got to me, and I didn't get why at first. I think I'm starting to, now."
It wasn't until Thorax felt a light prick on his head that he shifted his gaze upwards and lost his breath. Though appearing calm and collected, tiny tears had formed in Pharynx's expressionless eyes.
"Pharynx, y-you're crying."
Thorax could hardly believe his own words as they fell from his tongue. Never in his life had he seen his brother emote, and yet here he was, dripping light tears like it was no big deal.
"This may sound strange, but seeing you fall apart again relieved me. You may have felt overwhelmed lately, Thorax, but I sure wouldn't have known it. From my perspective, it's been just the opposite. I've seen you handle just about everything that's come at you, seen you finally start to grow up and become capable of solving all your own problems, just like a king should. And yes, I felt pride, but I wasn't entirely ready to accept that, either. I couldn't accept the idea that you might not be needing me much longer."
Heat surged through Thorax's every extremity. Too stunned to form words, he merely watched his brother fail to recover his composure, flicking water from his cheeks via hoof.
"We've never had much in common, Thorax," Pharynx continued. "I couldn't relate to you when we were young, so I tried to toughen you up instead and stood up for you when you couldn't stand up for yourself. Well, that hasn't changed. All these years later, I'm still struggling to relate to you, and that's a game of catch-up I've realized I'll never win. I've taken solace in the fact that I've still been able to look out for you, to help solve the problems you couldn't handle. When I saw how far you'd come earlier, I guess it threatened things for me. I didn't want to lose that."
Pharynx pulled back from the embrace and exhaled sharply, visibly drained and exercising great restraint to not fall further down the emotional rabbit hole. He did his best to avoid eye contact, but his efforts would not change his fate. Every ounce of Thorax's looming anxiety had now melted away, replaced by the sincerest smile he'd given in weeks. Without hesitation, he embraced Pharynx again, clinging to him tightly despite a grunt of discomfort.
"Pharynx, no matter how much I improve, I will always need my big brother to look out for me," he said softly. "And I hope you know how much I appreciate you telling me this. I just wish you’d told me sooner. I had no idea you were that fond of being a guardian for me."
Pharynx scoffed and rolled his violet eyes. "Did you think I protected your wussy behind from bullies for my health? You do realize protecting you was a full-time job, right? I practically had to compensate bullies just to stay on a schedule I could keep up with."
Caught in an awkward but all too genuine combination of lingering tears and laughter, Thorax withdrew his hug. Together, the changelings regained themselves, sitting back on their haunches and casting knowing glances at one another. A smile had been salvaged from Pharynx, one filled with something that Thorax hadn't observed from him in years. It wasn't backed by sarcasm, slyness, or a fake, ulterior motive. It was a look of simple, unobstructed happiness.
"By the way, do you happen to remember our little conversation about communication, Thorax?" Pharynx asked, cocking a brow as his brother took on a sheepish demeanor. "Yeah, all of that, again. Going forward, I want you to be honest with me upfront as soon as you're feeling anxious about responsibilities. I'm more than capable of shouldering whatever you might need help with. I don't crack under pressure. I can run this hive just fine by myself for however many political banquets and dance parties you might need to attend, and I'll even go with you if it's of earth-shattering importance. Tarsus is a good changeling. He'll keep things on lockdown for us when asked."
Thorax absently rubbed the back of his head, a blush reddening his cheeks. "Alright, I promise I'll keep you updated on any important correspondences from now on. I'll also start going through the pile of event invitations and letters I already have."
"Good. Take much longer and we'll be getting a knock on the hive door from Twilight Sparkle herself, asking what happened to you and why you're no longer attending tea parties."
Following his brother's lead, Thorax stood and stretched his legs. He simply couldn't stop beaming in Pharynx's direction. The mere depth of his brother's feelings was still making him giddy.
"I know it causes you pain to hear it, but I love you, Pharynx," Thorax said with a slight chuckle. "I consider myself extremely lucky to have a broodmate as watchful as you are. You watch over not just me, but the entire hive. Even if we don't have a lot in common, I hope you know how much you mean to me."
On cue, Pharynx adopted wide eyes and a shocked look. Not a moment later, the blue changeling proceeded to violently fake a gagging fit all over the floor, which sent Thorax into a fit. The next time Pharynx's face surfaced, he cocked a brow to accompany his new smile.
"For the record, I appreciate it, Thorax. But just so we're on the same page, I'm gonna go back to being apathetic towards everything feelsy and cute now."
"Fair enough. Although, now that we've had a heart-to-heart, are you sure I can't interest you in spending some more time with the hive in communal naps and activities?"
Pharynx put on a skeptical look before making headway to the entrance. "Absolutely not. You're not dragging me into one of those wastes of time."
Thorax practically skipped after his sibling, not the least bit disheartened. The two made their way out of the chamber and into darkness.
"You don't have to participate if you don't want to. You can just moderate! Won't you at least think about it?"
"Sure...no. There, I thought about it."
Thorax trotted up along Pharynx's flank, joining him by his side. The alpha's look could have lit the entire hall by itself. "Alright, alright, communal stuff is still out. What if you started to spend a little more time with the nymphs? If you're going to run the hive more often in my stead, you'll want to get used to that, anyway."
"I think I'll deal with things as needed and not before, in that case."
Thorax paused. A warm flutter in his chest encouraged him to venture just once more.
"Alright, well...if nothing else, would you at least let me hug you without the sour response more often? Once a year for my hatchday and for severe emotional distress is a little limiting, you know."
Pharynx came to a stop when Thorax's hoofsteps faded, and again he peered back. His younger brother's awaiting grin was abysmally wholesome. Pharynx opened his mouth to snap another variant retort, but this time something changed his mind. This time he shook his head in a bout of defeat and met that nympish smile with a tolerant, albeit exasperated look.
It was his own fault, he thought. He had opened up, and there was no closing that door again. Not with Thorax.
"Yeah, fine, whatever," Pharynx muttered, at last, noting the immediate stars in Thorax's eyes. "But there are stipulations to that, got it? Namely, no surprises. If you hug me from behind, I will buck you in the face. Also, don't abuse it. I'm not gonna put up with getting bombarded by your sappiness all day long. Most importantly, it's just you, Thorax. No other changelings, no nymphs, no friends, no frolicking woodland creatures—nobody gets free rides off your pass."
Thorax laughed a jovial laugh. "Pharynx, that sounded awfully rehearsed. Don't tell me you've had this speech in the wings, just waiting for when I'd ask to hug you more often."
"When you have an overly emotional changeling for a brother, you learn to have plans set up. Just be happy that you're the exception, Thorax. You're the one thing in all of creation that could even get me to make stipulations for getting hugs. Everyone else just gets blasted."
Another special shoutout to my friend, and fellow bugbros fan, RossmaniteAnzu!
They've amassed dozens of bugbro arts in their portfolio, all of which you should definitely check out! They're one of the best traditional artists I've met in a long time. We've been indirectly spurring each other on to create more bugbros content via our own content, and it's a vicious cycle I very much enjoy. Give their page a look!
All my life, I always wanted to have a brother. Though I never got one biologically, I'm lucky enough to have more than one close friend I view as such. I love to depict brotherly relationships in my writing, and Thorax and Pharynx are my favorite subject of that in a very long time. 
I could hope for nothing more than to see Pharynx and Thorax interact more come season 9.
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Aww...what an awesome chapter! That was perfect between Thorax and Pharynx!
Absolute perfection. We need another lovebugs episode in the show.
That's the spirit.
Understandable.
A fair point.
Won't do shit.
You're dodging.
Ah...
He cares.
I love this guy.
So he is.
Oh...
You know, you may be right.
You do that then.
Hehe.
Worth it though.
A sappy bug is a happy bug.
*sees the pic and giggles*
Yeah, that fits the chapter pretty well.
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Can't argue with that.
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I had a few other arts by the artist in mind to use, but this one was subtle, funny and nailed Pharynx's expression so perfectly.
Ya this was one of my fav chapters by far.
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Science isnt really a big problem, you just bring magic into the picture. Just stick to your own rules.
What I mean here is story and logic integrity.
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Yeah, I understand. The scene with Pharynx emphasized that he had just woken up, so I don't feel like it's a glaring contradiction. That said, I'll look over the original hat scene too. It was made entirely for humor and not plot point so editing it wouldn't change the chapter.
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Eh, it works for what your going for. Plus is a fairly minor nitpick eather way.
Here's to enough additional chapters to choke an FoE spinoff! I'm loving this continuity, I hope to see something like it perhaps in the lives of other ponies and creatures, maybe Tempest, maybe some of the lesser School Ponies or even the Original Six
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I guess you could see me around some comment sections. I think there are people who catch more detail but thanks.
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updates when
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Couldn't tell you. I work full time and do part time school, and I have to focus on Bronycon coming up. What I have found inspiration for lately has been for a few one shots. I'd check those out in the meantime.
Soft Pharynx is best Pharynx
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Agreed.
That was just so cute!
I know the first one is a typo, but the second seems to be intentional, and that bothers me. It's out of place. Not necessarily out-of-character, I can pretty easily imagine Pharynx saying it, but it would never appear on the show and it hasn't appeared anywhere in this story. In a fic that's otherwise simple and clean, a cussword like this is jarring, and it brings down what is otherwise my favorite chapter of this story. You can replace it with "darn" or "dang" or even remove it outright and the scene will be noticeably better.
Without the "damns", this is my favorite chapter of the story. And I want to make it clear, I love this story, even if I don't comment much. I mostly avoid commenting because I'd mostly be saying "cuteness!" "so adorable!" and similar variants. I've been re-reading this fic over and over and over since "A Capital Idea, Princess" Part 1 was uploaded, because it's adorable and I love how you write the characters. I love seeing Thorax and Pharynx interact like this, with both of them being vulnerable and supporting each other. Especially Pharynx, since he apparently vanished from the show after his debut episode. Reminds me of Tarble, right down to the blinding mass of wasted potential...
On a brighter note, I'm curious about something. I know we've got plenty of "timid drone Thorax" fics on the site already, and it's your mission to spread love for the more colorful buggos, but have you ever thought of doing any fics focused on Thorax before the season six finale? I know Carapace's Dear Small Pony Book pretty much fills the same role, given that it's fluffy as all heck, but I'm fairly certain you've accomplished your mission by now and I'm curious about your take on Thorax's life in the Crystal Empire.
By the way, since I'm commenting here, another question. When you refer to changelings "chirping" do you mean cricket chirping, or bird-like chirping? Cause in the case of insects, I've only ever heard of crickets chirping and, while hardly an unpleasant sound, it's not exactly cute, and not a mouth noise as some of the narration in the Love Bug stories implies, whereas bird chirps make my heart explode.
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I guess I see your point in the second usage, though in my upbringing I never called damn a cussword. It's lowest tier on a long list of exclamation phrasing. I don't feel strongly about its inclusion either way, but I think treating it like a misplaced 'fuck' or 'shit' is a little much. Thorax has used censored, changeling-referring phrases like 'cocoon slime' before, but Pharynx, being one of the bluntest characters in the show, I think would be even more out of character doing the same thing. The same logic is why I have him use 'everyone' instead of 'everyling', as all other changeling characters do. His whole character is about being no nonsense.
But I'm not about to seriously argue over the use of one word.
If it really is the only example in the story (I haven't checked/can't remember) then it might be better off something else.
Carapace has three condominiums and a vacation house on pre-evolution, Crystal Empire Thorax.
Because we write the same genre, and I don't particularly care to go into backstory about that short era of time past what's been mentioned in the Crystal Empire chapters already, it's just redundant territory to me. Thorax's life before he left the hive is fair game, and something I've alluded to and mentioned periodically, but I don't think I'm going to make a point to go into detail about it, at this point. 
My mission to give the new changelings good stories wasn't my only drive, it's building on and exploring their society dynamics post-Chrysalis. The changelings, not even Thorax himself interested me as much as they have since the reformation.
It's whatever you want it to sound like, lol.
I use it as a synonym for thrumming, which is another word to describe insect chirps or humming sounds of content. I picture insect humming but more pleasant. xD
You should comment anyway, everyone else does, and it helps boost traffic!Thanks for the detailed feedback, it's always comforting to see long time readers still going into this even after some of my longer hiatuses.
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The issue wasn't that it's out-of-character, just out-of-place. I've re-read the entire Love Bug Continuity at least three times in the past ten days, and this chapter was the only page out of the entirety to have any language even as strong as the now-considered-okay "crap", which is part of what made it jarring.
Quite an accurate summation!
I kinda figured it was something like that, but I thought I'd ask anyway.
I tend to picture bird chirps, since birds are inherently adorable. Changelings are the only insects in the multiverse that don't creep me out, so giving them more insectoid traits is... uh, not exactly my favorite thing in the world.
Heart-melting adorableness will always have a place in my day, no matter how long I have to wait for new fluff.
Man, this one hit pretty close to home. As an older brother myself, I can definitely relate to Pharynx here. Also, well-done sibling relationships are my jam, and this one was especially well done. Bravo sir.
oh ocellus finally made her Appearances And mentioning the school of Friendship thats also a nice touch But I'm sure she's going to be very busy at school so we are not seeing her too much
Awww this was so Precious between the thorax and pharynx And they really did talk about how they feel about this whole situation Specially Pharynx He really is a big softie to his brother I really like this chapter