Changelings are monsters. Changeling suck out the love and vitality from ponies and use it as food.Changelings are not intelligent.Changelings are not better than insects. Facts or prejudices?
Changelings are monsters, that's not a lie or an exaggeration of facts, I have to know it because I am one. But I'm not exactly like them, I'm...different. I don't lurk in the shadows and try to absorb your love or something similar, I don't do such stuff. The others from my species disown me, they can feel that I'm not like them. I don't belong into their hive but I also don't belong to the rest of Equestria. I'm an outcast, hunted down for what I am and not for what I've done... My name is Ling, and this is my story.
The Canterlot dungeons, safeties place in all of Equestria, totally escape proofed .150 guards patrolling at any time, 323 hooves under the earth, 500 huge metal doors until you reach the exit, 20 High security wards, everything surrounded by solid rock and a bunch of magical auras. Current inmates: 1.
Cell number 7, a nice and comfortable 3 x 3 meter cell. The walls moldy and the stone floor full with moss. The only light source, a small candle standing right beside the heavy iron necklace embedded in the wall with a even heavier chain. And there he was, the poor being who had to spent his last 2 weeks into this abuse of a storeroom. Me.
For the last two weeks I watched the water drops trickling down from the ceiling to the floor, 33857 since I started to count 1 week and 3 days ago, and I was already hoping some of the guards would come in and beat me up just to get some change from a normal day in dungeons. But when the thick metallic door really opened and 2 guards in golden armors and armed with sharp looking swords entered my new home, my mood quickly slipped into the cellar of the cellar of the dungeon under the basement.
Of course I tried to crouch away from them, but the little iron trinket around my neck hindered me in my undertaking, so I pressed myself against the wall as hard as I could when one of them reached his hoof after me. To my surprise, he opened the necklace and pulled me up on my legs, shoving me out of the door.
On the outside in the corridor I was greeted by 20 high polished spearheads and their masters, aiming at my beautiful face and ready to stab out in a fraction of a second . None of them said a word to me when my two friends from the cell started to push me down the corridor, they all just starred at me with this detested look in their faces as they followed.
"So...where are we going guys ? " I asked as politely as I could, but they don't cared about my question. "Okay, guess it is a secret then. Nice weather today?" I tried again and this time one of them poked me in my flank. Ouch!.
"Shut up, scum!" was the only answer I got, and I didn't wanted to argue with them so I did how I was told.
We walked for like 10 minutes I guess until we stopped in front of a huge gold glimmering door. One of the guards with the swords walked to it and knocked against the door. After another minute the door opened and I was pushed in.
The room I was getting brought wasn't exactly huge, but still way bigger than my cell, and way more brighter and cozier. I don't need a lot of warmness around me but I appreciate it. In the middle of the room was a big desk with 2 chairs. Except from that, the room was empty. I turned my head around and starred into the emotionless faces of the two sword guards which came in with me, but before I could ask them what it going on one of them punched me in my belly and said I should bow down for the Captain and approach him with sir. So I bowed down, but more because of the heavy punch in my stomach than to what he told me.
I starred at the ground, trying to hold my tears back, when a familiar voice said I could get up again. I lifted my head and to my surprise I saw into the eyes of my big idol Shining Armor, captain of the royal guards and prince of the Christal Empire.
" Y-Yes sir, thanks sir." I answered quickly and stood up. Others of my race would probably show disrespect after being jailed and incarcerated for such a long time, or trying to attack him, but he still was my big idol and I knew how strong he is. I know everything about him, I read a lot before got imprisoned.
"Take a seat." he ordered while pointing at a chair with integrated hoofcuffs. I didn't liked this chair but I really had no other choice and I don't wanted to get punched again by these bucking ass. He got a hard hook.
I took place at the chair and laid my 4 hooves into the open cuffs. Before I really could take notice they were closed and I was unable to move. But hey, sitting on a chair was an improvement compared to the hard floor back in the cell.
I watched Shining Armor keen as he gave the guards a little nod without saying a word and they quickly leaved the room and closed the door behind them. He radiated so much power, it was amazing. Then he turned to me and I gulped. I may have meeped too but I'm not sure.
He watched me for three seconds and then slowly made his way around me and behind the chair. I was getting really nervous. I had no clue what the captain of the Royal Guards could want from me. I'm condemned to be hanged or something else and now my big idol wanted something from me.
He was still staying behind me and out of my vision, so I started to speak up, choosing my words carefully.
" Uhm...If I may ask a question... sir?". He didn't answered, instead he walked back in my vision and sat down on the other chair on the other side of the desk, starring in my pure soft blue eyes. I could see directly in his pensive face, but I couldn't stand his starring so I looked down to my hooves.
A few minutes passed and I almost nodded off when he suddenly began to speak.
"You know your delinquency." It wasn't a question, more an assessment.
"Y-yes sir..." I said, still looking down.
"And what is your delinquency ?" Wow, that question came out of nowhere.
"Because...because I'm a changeling sir ?".To be honest, this really was my only crime. I am born into an illegal race if you want to call it so.
"Yes, yes indeed. You are a monster. A parasite. Dirty scum. You suck out all the love of your hosts until they die, and you don't even care." he declared angrily to me.
" I have never done that!" I responded sharp and hissed at him. And again I was judged by what my race had done in the past. It's not my fault damn it!
" You call me a liar ?! " He stood up and leaned over the table, one hoof raised to hit me right in the face.
I turned my head to the side as far as I could and closed my eyes, fearing what would happen next.
" I have done nothing wrong." I answered with a sniff, black tears streaming out of my closed eyes. Yeah, changeling tears are black when we are really sad, but that's another story and hard to explain, even I don't really understand it.
A minute passed and after nothing has happened to me, I carefully opened my eye to look what was going on. I saw him back on his chair with a little sorrowful look on his face. I sniffed again and turned my head back at him.
" I'm sorry... I may have overreacted a bit" he said while whipping some invisible dust from the shoulder of his red military suit, which almost looks like the one from the pictures from his wedding I have stashed somewhere back home. Like I said, I'm a huge fan.
"Sir?" I said to get his attention back. " Why are you talking to me? I've already been found guilty and I don't think I know something you would like to hear."
"That's what I have to judge about, don't you think so, changeling?"
"It's just Ling sir."
"What?" He starred at me in confusion.
"My name. It's Ling. Not changeling."
"Changelings don't have names." he pointed out.
"I'm pretty sure that I have one.My mothers gave it to me" I pointed back. When I noticed my blooper I could have facehoofed myself. I brought my mothers into this. Buck.
"Mother?" He raised one eyebrow at me and starred at me with disbelief. "You mean your queen ?"
He seemed to take the s after mothers as a hissing, so I saw the chance to correct my mistake and simply shrugged with my shoulders. This won't really help me, but that's the least I could do for my mothers to protect them.
"Hmmm..." he inspected me while rubbing his chin with his hoof, when the door suddenly opened and one of the guard entered.
"Sir, we have a problem up there. It happened again." he reported while saluting to his captain. Armor nodded and turned back to me.
"We continue this conversation later, I have more important things to do now than spending my whole day in the dungeons. GUARDS! ". The two sword guards which waited outside quickly rushed through the open door and released me from the cuffs. Then they pushed me out of the room and down the corridor back into my cell, not forgetting to give me their sick form of a goodnight kiss in shape of a blue eye...bluer eye...bluish eye...they beat the crap out of me.
When they had leaved I laid down close to the wall and reviewed the conversation in my head while staring into the flame of the small candle on the floor.A few minutes later I finally started to fall asleep, but I dreamed nothing...
I never slept very long or have fallen asleep when it was dark around me.Not that I'm afraid of darkness, it's just that changelings are creatures made for acting when it's dark and night and sleeping when it's day and bright, and unfortunately I am no exception of the nocturnal activity, regardless of how hard I tried in the past to assimilate the pony time standards.But that was not the only thing that woke me up.
I opened my eyes and tilted my head as my ears peaked up.I could hear some hoofsteps and voices coming from the end of the corridor.My biological clock told me that this wasn't one of the usual patrols.The steps came closer and I could her that there were two guards talking to each other, which was pretty unusual because they weren't allowed to talk to each other while they are on duty, except it's necessary of course.
"C'mon Shieldbreaker, that's a bad idea, you heard what the captain said." one of them said, apparently trying to convince the other one.
"I don't care! If the captain doesn't have the balls to do it, I will do it.You should be on my side and not defending that changeling scum !", an older voice responded angrily.I stood up as I heard my nicknames, confused and alarmed.I couldn't think of what I may have done, but most ponies don't need a real reason to be against me.
"I'm not defending it, I just think it's not a good idea to disregard the captain's orders.Besides, it wasn't actually this one who attacked you." the younger one pointed out. Like I said, no real reasons to be against me as an individual, just against my whole race which I had to represent down there. I nervously started to flap a bit with my 3 thin pairs of insect wings which caused a silent buzz noise.
The hoofsteps stopped right in front of my door and I could hear the metallic rustle of keys. I just stood up and starred at the door as it opened and an infirmary looking grey unicorn with a huge scar running across his face entered the small cell.
"Isn't it a bit early for y-" but before I could end the sentence he punched me in the face and I crashed on the wall behind me and fell down to the ground.
"An eye for an eye and a tooth for a fang!" he said angrily while kicking in my stomach with his iron horseshoe.
"You had your fun Shieldbraker! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" the voice from the corridor yelled, but of course he didn't stopped.One of my upper fangs broke off and the hard chitin shell on my back began to crack under the power of his kicks.
My vision began to turn dark and I could barely see how the other guard ran away down the corridor while yelling something in the direction he went, but I wasn't able to hear it anymore.
In a last act of defense I jammed my remaining fang into his foreleg, right before he tried to give me another kick. His warm blood splashed over my face and he started to scream in pain.This was the first time I really used my fangs in the way they are thought to be used...and it felt strangely good.Kind of natural.
He stepped back in confusion and fear and I saw my chance to strike back.I pulled my fang out of his leg, kicked him out of the cell and stood up.I had a few broken rips, but the sweet adrenalin which was rushing through my veins freed me from the pain.
I stepped out into the corridor where he was still laying on the floor.As he saw me he tried to get back on his hooves, but I simply kicked him right into the face and he crashed into the wall behind him. I hissed amused and darted my black forked tongue out and in.His face was full of fear.
"You know..." I started to talk to him but stopped to spit some blood and fang splinters on the ground. "...one does not simply attack somepony without knowing what he is possible to do.It could end bad...for you." I continued while I demonstratively licked his blood from my fang.
Of course I didn't wanted to hurt him, but he was the one who attacked me without a good reason, so it just seemed fair to me to scare him a bit. It worked pretty good.
He started to crawl backwards while he stared at my tongue which slowly gathered up every little drop of his blood from the fang.Psycho, I know. I slowly followed him, continually hissing like a snake which was about to attack every moment.
"You'll never make it stick. You are trapped down here. There is no escape for you!" he shouted at me, probably a try to distract me.
"Neither for you." I answered calm and with a sly grin.He was right, I was trapped down there and an escape seemed impossible, but I didn't care because I never really planned to try an escape.
We reached the gateway at the end of the corridor in the opposite direction where the other guard has ran.He pressed his back against the wall like he was trying to blend with it. I stopped a few hoofs away from him and leaned against the wall with a silent sigh.The adrenaline slowly started to fade away and was replaced with the horrible pain coming from the rips.
I looked back up to him and grew stiff when I saw that he was grinning at me, levitating a dagger in front of him, the fear in his face replaced by a vicious grin.I had no idea where he got that dagger from.
The roles changed and I started to walk backwards and skidded to the side as he tried to stab me in the face.I was to slow and he cut me into the cheek.I winced and pressed a hoof against the cut.He used my distraction and batted me down to the floor.
I tried to punch him away, but he blocked it and jammed me down on the floor by standing on my legs.He levitated the dagger right above my head and between my eyes while grinned at me again while I starred at my reflection in the properly polished blade.
"Any last words chan..." but before he finished the sentence let out a gasp and the dagger dropped out of his magical aura and stuck into the floor beside me, only a few inches away from my pretty face.
I looked up to him in confusion to see the reason for his change of mind.It was an 11 inches long arrow with a white feather at the end. The other end stuck right between his two skewed and lifeless eyes, a small river of blood was already making it way down his face and over his muzzle.I gave him a little shove and he dropped dead on the floor besides me.
This was the first time I saw a dead pony, but I didn't really felt anything about it, it just seemed not so tragic for me.
I sat up and wanted to turn my head to see the guardian angel who just saved my life, but I stopped when I heard a voice shouting at me.
"Stop! Don't move! Back on the floor and your hooves behind the head or we are forced to shoot!". After seeing how good their precision was I did how I was told and laid back on the floor with my fore-hooves under the back of my head. I gazed at the ceiling while I could hear a huge amount of hoofsteps coming down the corridor toward me.
After a few seconds they reached me and I could see two royal guards.They quickly kicked the dagger out of my reach and rolled me on my stomach.My rips hurt friggin' unbelievable when they pressed me down on the floor while they bounded my hooves in chains.I tried to I stopped when I saw two unicorns in front of me levitating their stretched bows and aiming at me.
They stood up from me and lifted me up on my hooves, helping me standing when I was about to fall down again.We walked through the two archers and they began to follow us, leaving their dead comrade behind us on the floor. I don't think they liked him very much, otherwise they wouldn't have shoot him.
"We should bring him quickly into the infirmary.The Doc should look at him." one of them said to the others and they simply nodded.
I tried to say something but the pain was too strong so I just moaned a bit and let them carry me while my hind legs dragged over the floor.I never felt so feeble before.
I expected that they would bring me back into my cell, but we just passed the still open door, so I had to fear that they would bring me into the interrogation room to consult or punish me, but we passed that door too.
We passed every other room and headed right toward the huge gate at the end of the corridor which slowly started to hoist while we came closer.The last time I passed this gate was on my way in here must have been two weeks ago and I honestly never expected I would pass this gate alive again.
None of my two carriers said anything to me as they dragged me into the small metal lined room behind it and carefully placed me with my back against the wall, but I wasn't in the mood for talking anyway, the breathing was exhausting enough for me.
I felt something warm coming up my throat so I tipped forward and salivated some blood on the floor.I felt so tired that I didn't even was worried about it.I leaned back again and swallowed the rests in my mouth, closing my eyes.I just felt so tired.
"HEY! Don't sleep, you have to stay with me.How many hooves do you see? Stay with me!" one of the earth ponies suddenly said to me when he noticed that I was about to drift away.He shook me and holded one of his hooves in front of my face, but I could barely hear and see him.
"...I dunno...three...I guess..." I guess I wasn't very close and the worried glance the guard gave his companions confirmed my assumption.
I tried to keep my eyes open like he told me, but everytime I blinked it seemed that I missed a couple of seconds of what was happening around me.Right now I was looking in the white face of an earth pony and in the next moment he was standing besides me and the huge gate in front of me was closed again at a single blow.
The room started to shake slightly and I could fell that we somehow were moving upward with some irregular rattles which were making me wince everytime I felt them.
A few minutes passed and I closed my eyes again, but the guard besides me kept me awake with a small slap on the back of my head.I coughed some blood into my still cuffed hoof.I wondered how bad my injuries actually were.I was about to ask one of them but I couldn't bring out more than a mix of burbling and moaning so I just kept quiet.
The room suddenly stopped moving with a huge rumble.The guards turned to the closed gate and I starred at the small gap between the metal floor and the gate above it.I could see something behind the gate I haven't seen for two weeks.The gate suddenly opened and daylight flooded the room.
I was blended by it's immense power and squinnied my eyes,and before I could do something against it, darkness surrounded me and my mind was drifting away...
It felt like I was laying on a fluffy cloud when I slowly regained my consciousness.I kept my eyes closed and just enjoyed the soft and cottony feeling all over my body.I was laying on my back, my legs sprawled and my my left cheek snuggled into the warm and soft mattress.This was a celestial alternation to the hard stone floor I was used to.
A few minutes passed and I was about to fall asleep again when I could hear that a nearby door was opening.After the amount of hoofsteps I could estimate that there were two ponies entering the room.I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.
The door closed with a creak and the two ponies were walking to the right side of the bed.
"See, I told you we won't need any narcotics, he's still passed out.You owe me 5 bucks." a virile sounding voice said to his attendant, his words beaming with pride.
I could hear some angry tooth grinding from the other pony."Oh wow, the first time you were actually right about something! Don't get used to it, that's the first and last time" a mare hissed at him.I had to strain not to smile or chuckle.
A couple of minutes passed without a word.They both were walking through the room and from time to time I could hear one of them writing something or rummaging in a drawer.When I was sure that they both were busy I risked to sneak a peek at the room.
Everything looked like a normal hospital room, white walls and a white floor, some shelves with medical stuff, a sink, some posters with the anatomy of ponies and similar things.The only strange thing was that the windows were made out of colorful mosaics, but I didn't really looked up what they were showing.
In the right corner in front of me was a metal desk with a stack of papers on it.A blue unicorn mare in a medical scrubs with a short silver and white stripped mane was sitting right behind the desk, looking at some folders while levitating a feather and writing something down.I couldn't see the stallion, but I didn't wanted to risk to get caught so I closed my eyes again and laid still.
Another couple of minutes passed until the stallion broke the silence."I got everything I need for now.Let's go to the cafeteria!They got hayfries today.You pay!" he said cheerfully.
The mare sighed."Fine, let's go to lunch, but I still think we should narcotize the changeling.It's creepy..."
"No time, HAYFRIES! C'mon! " the stallion grizzled impatiently.
After the door was closed and I could be sure that I was alone, I sat up and scratched my nose and sighed in relief. Always itching when you can't scratch it.
As I started to scratch the underside of my muzzle I had to stop in astonishment.Two fangs! I touched them carefully to be sure, I even used my tongue, but there was no doubt, somehow my broken fang has restored.In the same moment I also ascertained beyond doubt that my rips stopped hurting when I move.'Sweeeeet'
I stretched myself and licked over my muzzle while yawning.I looked around and my glimpse stopped at the desk with the papers the mare were working with.I jumped out from the bed and trotted over to it and sat down on the chair behind the desk.
I randomly picked a folder and opened it.Some numbers and data, I threw the folder behind me and picked the next one.Same thing, away with it.It took like ten minutes before I finally could find something which looked like some understandable information.
The folder was marked with an ANATOMY written in big red letters on the front page.I opened it and a few photos landed on the desk.I looked at them and my stomach immediately turned upside down.On the photos where pictures of a black pony with a sliced torso laying on a metal desk.Some unicorns in bloody surgical gowns were standing around the desk, on each picture with other sharp looking instruments levitating in the air beside them or doing something with them in the organs of the poor bastard.
I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. There was something on this pony which seemed familiar to me.I held the photo in front of my eyes, trying to ignore the organs and the blood.I quickly rumpled the photo and threw it in the bin under the desk when I saw that the black pony had familiar little holes in his legs and a black mane on the back of his neck.
A cold shiver ran down my spine by the imagination of me laying on this cold metallic operating table with an open cut in my chest, bleeding like hell while some crazy scientists are routing in my organs.I threw the folder on the mountain of paper behind me and stood up from the chair, walking toward the door the two ponies used.'Just get out of here before they come back!'
In the same moment I wanted to turn the doorknob around I could hear the hoofsteps of two ponies again.I quickly pressed myself against the wall beside the door so that I would be behind it and out of sight.
"Stop annoying me with your bucking hayfries or I won't pay for nothing! Just stay there and wait" the blue mare said while entering the room.I hold my breath and pressed myself harder against the wall so I won't come in contact with the door.She closed the door with a kick of her left hindleg and sighed in annoyance.
I stood right behind her, trying not to attract her attention.Her blue fur was darker than I thought and her short silver and white stripped mane and tail looked wild, but no messy.My view wandered from her head down to the rest of her body.She was still wearing that white doctor coat so I couldn't see her cutie mark, but I bet it has something to do with medicine.
I blushed a bit when I noticed that I was starring at her flank, but thanks Celestia the mare didn't became aware of it.She started to walk and I followed her silently with three hoofs distance between us.I don't wanted to hurt her, just stay out of her field of vision.
We walked over to the desk when she suddenly stopped.I could barely avert a collision with her flank'...too bad'.
"What in Celestia's name..."she said in confusion while starring at the jumbled mountain of folders on the floor.She quickly turned her head to the bed and her whole body looked deeply shocked when she discovered that it was empty.
"Where...but...whu..."she stumbled while stepping over to it and throwing the blanket on the ground searching me.I just stood there and watched her with a smile while she disassembled the whole bed.
When she levitated the pillow in the air to look under it I just had do chuckle.She froze in the movement and quickly turned her head around and starred at me with wide open eyes full of shock and fear.My smile turned upside down and I gulped.
I just stood there starring into her eyes and she did the same with mine.I was getting nervous, so I did what I always do when I'm nervous: Darting my black forked tongue out and in while hissing.
She may misinterpreted my behavior because she let out a stifled shriek and her eyes rolled up into their orbits after she saw my tongue touching one of my fang.
I admit, I kinda look scary sometimes, but not so scary that you have to pass out immediately! *sigh*
Anyway, she passed out and felt backwards on the bed before I could say something, so I trotted over to her and poked her into the side to look if she's just acting or really unconscious.She was not acting.
I just stood beside her because I just didn't knew what to do when I could hear a knocking on the door and a familiar voice yelling through it "Are you coming or do I have to help you?"
I quickly looked around the room in panic, searching for a solution.If he would come in he would see me besides his unconscious friend, and even the friendliest and unprejudiced pony in Equestria would suppose that I have done something to her.
I finally got an idea when I saw the reflection of myself in a small mirror above the sink.I quickly disrobed her, slipped into her white doctors coat and I hid her body under the blanket I picked up from the floor.I hated myself for even trying what I was about to do, but I closed my eyes and concentrated my magic on the one thing I was really good in.
It took me a few seconds and I was kinda surprised when I really could feel the well known cold and disgusting feeling starting from from my horn and spreading all over and through my body.I hated myself so much for doing it, but I didn't wanted to get back into the dungeons, so you could say I had no real choice, but it still just made me fell horrible.
I opened my eyes and looked down on my now "normal" blue forelegs.I quickly checked if everything was alright and discovered that I got no cutie mark.I totally forgot to peek at her flank to see how it looks like, but I had no time to change once more.Luckily, the coat I had was big enough to hide the blank flank.
The door opened and a white unicorn stallion with an electrified looking short blue mane and two crossed syringes as his cutie mark came in."Found your bits already?I can't understand how you could loose them.I always keep them in the pocket of my coat. Hmm. where could they be? This reminds me of a story ma grandpa told me when I was a foal, pretty funny.You have a grandpa? Silly question, everpony has a grandpa...Oh look there they are!" he blustered out and walked to the desk,picking up a small green bag of bits with his mouth."Whaf woulf you juf do wifhou me?" he burred to me, smiling with closed eyes.
I just starred at him with a neutral face.Five seconds and I was already annoyed from him.
"Let's go.I'm hungry!" he grizzled eagerly while tripping from hoof to hoof, but I was still too busy with handling the volley of words he shot at me, so I just stood there and starred into the big nothing.
He sighed, rolled his eyes and walked behind me starting to push me through the door into a bright and gigantic corridor full with doctors and nurses which were talking to each other or rushing in different directions and vanishing in one of the many doors.The size and the acoustic level made me speechless.The space between floor and ceiling was immensely high and the length of the corridor seemed endless in both ways.The floor and the walls both were made out of solid white marble, so clean and polished that I could see the reflection of my changed shape in it.
"What are you looking at?" the nag asked with a tilted head and a quaint look on his face.
"Ehm...nothing, just the...floor?" I answered with the mare's voice.
He seemed satisfied, continued chattering about hayfries and started to walk into the right direction.I tried to ignore what he said and just followed him.I really had no clue where to go but I planned to use the next opportunity to flee before they could discover my absence, so following him just seemed like a good idea for the moment.
We passed a lot of doors and ponies, and while I walked besides him I used the time to admire the architecture of the building. I've never seen something like this before.
The stallion stopped in front of a big double door and grinned at me."Finally! Let's hurry up before they are out of hayfries!" Did I ever mentioned that I hate the word hayfries?!
He opened the door and a jumble of voices and laughter, as well as smoke, fumes and the odours of cider, juice, fried potatoes and other food affronted me.We entered the huge cafeteria without being noticed and he leaded me to an empty dining table in the middle of the hall.
"Alrighty then, I go for some hayfries. You want the usual I guess?" he asked me while I sat down.I simply nodded and he grabbed the bag of bits from the pocket of my coat and vanished into the huge crowd of ponies.Actually he loosed the bet and to use the money of somepony else was not nice, but I was sitting there in the shape of his friend so I really couldn't say shit to that guy.
I started to look around the room for an opportunity to get out of here, but the cafeteria was too big and my position was to crowded to really see something.I looked to the tables around mine and quickly ducked when I saw that they were full with ponies in golden armors talking to each other or polishing their sharp looking swords.One of them used a dagger as a toothpick.Crazy.
I starred down on the table and inspected my hooves when white stallion returned with two tablets levitating over his head.He placed them on the table and sat down.His one was full with his loved fries and a bowl full with a red dip.On my tablet was a plate of...Ugh...
"Broccoli..." I moaned.Of every possible meal it could have been, it is broccoli. I am able to eat a lot of the normal pony food because they often contain a different form of love, but broccoli is one of the few foodstuffs you just cannot cook with love, no matter how hard you try.
"Whaf ik fe froflem? Fould I fo and fef you more?" the stallion asked through the hayfries in his mouth.I quickly shook my head and gave him a bad fake-smile.
"No no, everything is fine.I was just...amazed...by the broccoli..." I answered.
He smiled at me with full cheeks and continued inhaling hayfries.I admit, he is annoying but somehow adorable too...but just somehow.
"Don't you want to eat that?" he suddenly asked after swallowing, interrupting me from watching how the guard on the next table performs his dental care.
"You want it?" I shoved the plate to him.He shoved it back.
"No...are you not feeling good today? You seem different, normally the plate would be empty by now but you didn't even touched it.Shall I escort you to the chief resident so he can have a look at you?"
"NOO!" I shrieked and jumped to my hooves.He starred at me in confusion and I could feel the prying eyes of the guards besides us on me.I took place on my seat again and talked a bit quieter."No I'm fine.I still love broccoli, look."
I quickly took a small floret of broccoli, swaddled my black forked tongue around it and threw it into my mouth, chewing and swallowing it demonstratively.His eyes widened in horror and a small squeak left his open mouth.
I could hear some gasping from around the desk and then suddenly a mare screaming "C-C-CHANGELING!" Chairs were suspended and the guards from the nearby tables grabbed their weapons.
Dear subscribers, thanks for all the views and likes. You may have noticed that I haven't uploaded a new chapter since a month. I was busy with other projects and school n'stuff, but now I'm back on the keyboard and new chapters will come soon.
