After the Canterlot weddings little Lovesplosion, a changeling gets sent miles away at ridiculously high speeds and ends up crashing on a farm outside of town. When the owner of the farm takes a tiny bit of pity on him and lets him work on the farm and in town doing freelance jobs, he starts to make a name for himself. Will he be able to keep his disguise up? Will people hate him just because of the sins of a race? Or will he break free of the stereotype of normal ponies and prove that changelings aren't monsters, and that ponies can sometimes be just as bad as the stereotypes they make up.