Diseased. How dare they call me diseased!? I am surely cleaner than them! They continually speak of my changelings as rabid, ravenous animals! How dare they call them diseased! How dare they call me a creature infected by a pestilence!
...How dare they be right. How dare they know so much about me in a single glance...
Note: This is at least partially experimental, so don't count on super-regular updates (like none of my other stories). Also, This might be flame bait, but I do not appreciate personal slander, people calling the characters in the story "bitches", "dicks", etc, or any sort of distasteful riffing hidden behind the excuse of "I'm not hating, I'm just trying to make him think".
Chapters (3)
Chrysalis fics are some of my favorites, though I wish it wasn't always Fluttershy that helps her.
Oh hey look I got first. Meh
I'm quite fond of the concept that they are the offspring of Discorded Flutterponies. That the Elements of Harmony only restored those who were changed, but not those who were born (or laid) already in that form. I kinda think the only way the Elements can do anything to them is if they discover what they are supposed to be, so harmony can restore order.
It'll be interesting to see what your ideas are!
What a b- meanie mic poopie head. Poor Fluttershy.
Also update, HUZZAH!
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Late reply, still applies. Your restraint is admirable.
That picture...
I want to huggle, and cuddle and snuggle and wuggle the god damn sexy love bug until she's full for life!
Damn. Kind of surprising to feel sorry for Chrysalis.